mercredi 1 décembre 2010

La femme à la batterie de cuisine

Some compositions which started with kitchen tools 
and kid's drums.

















Fields for bodies

FIELDS FOR BODIES






Kenneth No land
Where are you?
I'm searching for you
Not that long...
Kenneth No Land!
I have to find my way
In the white cube
With other women
Searching for you too
Searching for the line
Of your colorfield painting

White, blue, black, wooden, wood...

Say hello to Donald Judd for me!

Hi Frank!
Why do I like you so much?

Make me move
Make me dance
Make me wave on your colorfield paintings

Take my left arm up in the green field
and I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get high

I'm gonna hold your field
I wanna hold your field

I look at myself in your work
Like a broken mirror
You give the image of another woman
It's not me
It's not me I see
It's a woman you want me to be

Hey Frank, look at me
I'm with John
I am Chris Cunningham
John and Chris are dancing in the fog
John and Chris are playing with your fields
And blue turned to
And blue turned to pink
And blue turned to 
And blue turns to pink

Video short performance with the works of :
Kenneth Noland / Donald Judd / Frank Stella/ Suchan Kinochita (Ludwig Museum) 
and Ann Veronica Janssen "Serependity" (WIELS)














Ecrire le son (avec le son)







mardi 1 juin 2010

OUT OF OFFICE




Video in loop 5' (2010)

The allegory of Justice, an urban spationaute is trying to keep balance with the weight of suitcases. She takes an exploratory walk on the background of the bigness. This video takes place in the Administrative City of Bruxelles, a project born in the late fifties in order to challenge  La Défense in Paris. A tabula rasa which ruptured for years with the dynamic of the popular neighboordhood. It construction site, appart the financial tower which is the taxe-building, remained a wasteland for years, hosting free parties and video clips shootings. The Administrative City carries its funny historic, like a retro-futurist former restaurant for civil servants whose saw-tooth architecture inspired the soundtrack, made after an analogic Kauai 100F solo in saw-tooth mode.

The video was exhibited at Central Electrique and Halles de Schaerbeek for a Man Machine seminar organisated by sculptor Eric Angenot.


   Briefcase used for the performance 





vendredi 30 avril 2010


Centre d'Art de Chamarande
Workshop "CARTOGRAPHIE(s)" 
 Jan / Sept 2010

David Evrard
Marcel Berlanger
Marc Guillaume 
Meryll Hardt  
Pierre Van Denpitte
David Mercier
Donovan Alonso Garcia
Laurette Massant
Fix Groyn
Sarah Vandersteenen
Raphaël Bastide
Vincent Evrard
Caroline Dehareng
Lou Delmare














 " Tentative de scoutisme" in the moats of Chamarande's castle. Students and teachers are singing in the rain the hymn of Chamarande's scout camps. 


mardi 30 mars 2010

Office National des Vacances Annuelles






(c) Marc Wathieu 

 
Residency and installation at Office National des Vacances Annuelles (Bruxelles)

after a proposition of artist and teacher AgZ, I spent one week in the facilities of an administration that organized holidays for labours and artists. 

Investing the ground floor of the administration, a former mutual benefit society that closed its doors to become an art gallery, I went to the underground of the building administration to pick some vintage furniture and revive the place, in order to celebrate its original function once for all. 

Step by step, spending days at this unplugged office facility, like a ghost, I started to question which character would have work here and... I came there working everyday at the same hours of other employees. Except, having to make art instead of administrative duties. 

Inspired Monsieur Hulot, I tried to imagine several funny situations to play, but I rather ended up to perform this fictional character by playing her without knowing who she was. Each day, improvising things guided by intuition,  searching for clues about the character. 

I still don't know exactly who she was, but this video is kind of her last day at work. 




Sometimes visitors of the administration would confuse me with an actual employee, wave me though the glass window and even push my door to ask for informations about their appointment in this or those office number (insert a number). Which I gladly delivered to them, until they realized my phone was unplugged. And I was an artist. 

In order to popularize the mission of the administration, more, to celebrate it, I wrote a ritournelle about its mission that I twice sung around the neighborhood to inhabitants.