YOU - ON A MOUNTAIN OF GLASS - HE - IS BALANCED - RUBBER TYRES - BARE FOOTED - A SURVIVAL GUIDE - US - OUR BODIES ENLACED - A WIRE - BALLOON FLOWERS - HIM- THE MERCHANT OF THE END OF THE WORLD - TROLLIES - ELEGANCE - HER - IN BLACK AND BRIGHT COLOURS - YOU - NEW TECHNOLOGIES - MISUNDERSTOOD LANGUAGES - US - RAINCOATS AND NO RAIN - NUDITY - HIM - THINGS WHICH FLY - AND THINGS WHICH FALL - TOAST - I BUTTER - YOU WILL BUTTER - WE HAVE BUTTERED - HE IS BUTTERING - THEY ARE GOING TO BUTTER - DIABLO - ME - I, SWALLOWED A SWORD - INTELLIGENT TOASTERS - WANDERING SOULS - YOU - A TRAPEZE ARTIST - WE - ARE BODIES IN LOVE - LANGUAGES UNDERSTOOD - A CHAIR AND A MICROPHONE BOOM - SINGER - A DOG WITH NO HEAD - US - AS RE-INVENTED SOULS
PEOPLE - 9
WE ARE ON THE BRINK. WE ARE STANDING OF THE EDGE OF THE END. LOOKING OVER IT
What is "IN BETWEEN"?
An imminent apocalypse is in the air, in the atmosphere: one which is both poetic and extravagant. One which is final; ultimate… and ultimately tender.
When the future is almost dead and the present is disjointed...
Let us have another round. Let us throw ourselves into the thick of it:
Let us no longer think
Stand up for something one last time Dive into the simplest version of absurdity Without a mask
Without vanity (It will no longer rescue us.)
In a worn-out aesthetic, where there are no longer any laws to answer to, empty shopping trolleys pass by, emptied of consumer products that only fill a physical place.
The transformation of this environment occupied by bodies, by stray - but free - objects creates - space for a sleep and élégant form of recycling. This circus is a non-circus which expresses itself by its retranslation, by its own negation.
An atmosphère which is consumerist, trashy, essentialist, and current.
A surprising, sincere and extraordinary earthy, juicy creation.
EVERYTHING IS FUCKED, BUT ALL IS NOT LOST.