"ICI CAMBES" par Zarplanet
- Here Cambes: ..Zarplanet........ OVER
you hear me??................. OVER
I am going to tell you:......... OVER
- NO !
- I am going to tell you, For the small,
- me?
- youuu :
- Zar , are you a woman ?
- yes i am , FOR THE SMALL:
- listen to me and you don't cut me!!! :
I WANT TO SPEAK FOR THE SMALL INVISIBLE ACTS OF HUMAN SPIRIT?
SO SUBTLE...
SO SMALL THAT THEY DIE WHEN BROUGHT OUT UNDER THE KLEEGUE LIGHTS.
I WANT TO CELEBRATE THE SMALL FORMS OF ART ? THE LYRICAL FORMS...
THE POEM, THE WATECOLOR, ETUDE, SKETCH, POST-CARDS, ARABESQUE, TRIOLET, AND BAGATELLE...AND LITTLE SOUNDS AND LITTLE 8MM SONGS.
IN THE TIMES WHEN EVERYBODY WANTS TO SUCCEED AND SELL, I WANT TO CELEBRATE THOSE WHO EMBRACE SOCIAL AND DAILY FAILURE TO PURSUE THE INVISIBLE, THE PERSONAL THINGS THAT BRINGS NO MONEY AND NO BREAD AND MAKE NO CONTEMPORARY HISTORY
( ART HISTORY OR ANY OTHER HISTORY).
I AM FOR ART WHICH WE DO FOR EACH OTHER AS FRIENDS,
FOR OURSELVES; I AM STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE INFORMATION HIGHWAY AND LAUGHING...
THE REAL HISTORY OF ART IS THE INVISIBLE HISTORY... HISTORY OF FRIENDS GETTING TOGETHER DOING THINGS THEY LOVE. FOR US EACH DAY ART IS BEGINNING.
parking (STATION HANGAR), je songe encore une fois à tout ça...
Titubante... vers ma voiture , mes jambes me tiennent à peine ...
je marche encore... Avant d'entrer dans cette cadillac défoncée je serais homme.
et rentrerais à cambes CLIC IN THE CAR
SO SUBTLE...
SO SMALL THAT THEY DIE WHEN BROUGHT OUT UNDER THE KLEEGUE LIGHTS.
I WANT TO CELEBRATE THE SMALL FORMS OF ART ? THE LYRICAL FORMS...
THE POEM, THE WATECOLOR, ETUDE, SKETCH, POST-CARDS, ARABESQUE, TRIOLET, AND BAGATELLE...AND LITTLE SOUNDS AND LITTLE 8MM SONGS.
IN THE TIMES WHEN EVERYBODY WANTS TO SUCCEED AND SELL, I WANT TO CELEBRATE THOSE WHO EMBRACE SOCIAL AND DAILY FAILURE TO PURSUE THE INVISIBLE, THE PERSONAL THINGS THAT BRINGS NO MONEY AND NO BREAD AND MAKE NO CONTEMPORARY HISTORY
( ART HISTORY OR ANY OTHER HISTORY).
I AM FOR ART WHICH WE DO FOR EACH OTHER AS FRIENDS,
FOR OURSELVES; I AM STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE INFORMATION HIGHWAY AND LAUGHING...
THE REAL HISTORY OF ART IS THE INVISIBLE HISTORY... HISTORY OF FRIENDS GETTING TOGETHER DOING THINGS THEY LOVE. FOR US EACH DAY ART IS BEGINNING.
parking (STATION HANGAR), je songe encore une fois à tout ça...
Titubante... vers ma voiture , mes jambes me tiennent à peine ...
je marche encore... Avant d'entrer dans cette cadillac défoncée je serais homme.
et rentrerais à cambes CLIC IN THE CAR