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to the life and works to the works and life to a works life to a life's work AN INTRODUCTION, a general view, a fragment until now In the beginning there is movement
where am I ? A story of stories of stories. It's not always clear where the work starts ...started. there is (was) a series of actions ( I run through experiences)
until now there is a specific chosen period there is the walking through urban and other land scapes in the flow of life experience the biking and their contents the air travelling the car travelling ... like a sight ... the train travelling a passing story ... is it now ? the boat travelling before ? or after ? ACTING OUT OF NOT KNOWING (out of fascination) Joëlle Tuerlinckx very intensive notations (first materialisation) + collected materials, elements are or is if one experience ? what is my place in art ? analysed, sythetisized, reconsidered, reworked, in the world? an attempt to reconstruct the experience, the complexity of that experience not as " I ", but as human being
certain systems are used, which are constantly modified according to my fascination
touching time, touching space, touching an experience: you take it, describe it, turn it I hope to comunicate around, observe it attentivly, you touch it again,...and you're completely surprised by this what we could call the undiscribable, the untouchable; a short moment of very intensive consciousness 'complex beauty'. spiritual enrichment. drawings, sculptures, soundscapes, vídeo, slides,... a materialisation of a certain dematerialisation ?
THE RESULTS OF THE WHOLE WORK ARE CERTAINLY NOT LIMITED TO THE MATERIALISATION
maybe it has also to do with respecting the landscape or the need to respect the landscape landscape in the large sense of the word Experience as an artistic behaviour, Charles Ives wrote a romantic essay about sitting in a rocking chair on a terrace, looking out towards the mountains, "listening to your own symphony" John Cage
It can be many ways It can be many things
People have great difficulty paying attention to something they don't understand (...) many people think that art has something to do with understanding, but it doesn't, it has to do with experience John Cage -------------- 9 : 48' 17 " pm = 0 : 03 ' 00 " october 4. 1995 on a train comming back from Venice to Ghent (fragment) 9 : 38 ' 30 " ... magnificent dramatic heavy rain clouds close to the deep green peinetreetops. The grass is fresh-green (also dark, as a dark as fresh-green can be dark) 10 : 05 ' 50 " ... almost standing still; the micropart of the macro landscape becomes visible, paddles, pieces of old railway tracks, little railway crossings, leafs, branches, stonegrit, ... -------------- (...) And year by year the landscape grow (...) V.S. Naipaul, A Way in the World
Christoph Fink, June - July 1996
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