maandag 28 juli 2014

27 July 2014

Sleeping in the exhibition

Sleeping on the streets with blankets from the church
I am happy I can stay with my friend.
So many people on the ground.
The streets of Sao Paulo.

A man rolled up in the corner of the shop
Somebody snorred while he was wrapped up like a mummy

A lot of buildings ar empty and sprayed full of tags with graffity
A lot of them have been squatted
Because the people simply have no sleeping place
No house

I have no house but I can not imagine myself sleeping on the street

This artist paints nomads, says Luciano.

Perhaps he can paint you?

Iooked at him and smiled

Most of the paintings were man, wild rough man.
I know I had a whole in my tights
but a nomad?

I use to want to be a gypsy girl
With a horse and a little wooden house with wheels
that would be light enough to carry for the horse
At night I would have a little lantern with petroleum
hanging on the wooden house that would slowly
make a curved movement because of the walking horse

Anyway

Horses can not cross Oceans

I am not a mermaid and this is not a fairy tale

26 July 2014

Six different tones of Green Eyes

Pauline has light green eyes, like a reptile Marcos said.
Allison had Olive green eyes.
I have brown eyes with green in them flowting around.

After my irisses burned in Greenland they turned greener
in my opinion

'You have interesting eyes'

He looked at me, one pupil is bigger than the other.
You have the same
I did not think so but okay

Olive green colour I had not seen before
We ate the food
I had ordered a hamburger that came with a dry bun
without anything
I stuffed it with chilly
To wake up

I am a mix of german, portuguese and italian.
My mother is very dominant
You both are dying

Three tones of greens

25 July 2014

Hanging works and Chachaca

While I was dancing I drunk a cocktail with chachaca
the drink of Brasil
There was a big red chili drifting in the drink
the chili was cut into half like a little animal

A red crocodile in the Amones with bid sharp theeth like
the seeds of the pepper bruning in your mouth

Another shot of chachaca
I was wearing brown mountain shoes
"Brown pour woman are often the victims of sexual harrasment
Man are normally quite aggressive
Its becuase of the slaves
Only the most aggresive slaves survived''

Anothes shot of chachaca
And a beer which was called ' The Other'
I danced on my mountain shoes
Danced with blue,purple and red lights
in the white gallery space and different Latin American songs
Another shot of chachaca

I ate my little red crocodile and my mouth burned
I think I looked strange
I certainly was underdressed

Another shot of chachaca
Just say beleza
If you'd like to say what's up

'The other tasted dreadfull'


24 July 2014

Letterpress with Ocupeacidade

The smell of ink in the studio

'We are printing rules inspired by the signs in the metro'

He showed me a little book with different pastel colors like small name cards

What a beautiful design! But it was not an artist book, it had more the do with religion.

I chose one card

De 10 geboden van god

10 commandments of god

10 mandamentos de Deus

We print 10 quotes from the metro and than we present them with posters
spray cans and a book. The book contains the 10 quotes printed with letterpress and than bookbinding them together with black glue.

You are not allowed to enter the metro
You are not allowed to step out of the metro

Walking out of the metro I met with the smell of deep fried patatoes

I forgot to eat and hurried to the studio where I met the smell of black printing ink

23 July 2014



Under the pavement I found you in another dimensionCracking thoughtsTo understand the way this space organises itselfGaining accesThrough GatesInto my realityConvince me it has been worth itRegret me it has been worth itQuild but it has been nice kinda chattingWe can create an ability to be togetherWithout a key to unlock meNew technologies to preventIf your hair shines it means youIt has been raining for daysSamba Seems strangeEvery time I space out in the taxi or busI see your faceAnd stuff....But honestly I don't like to be your secret underThe pavementWithout a lock for a doorTo gain accessLost in gravityAnd some time zoneswater to enter our pavementsOur streetsYour cityMy cityAre very fertile or vertileGreyness surrounds Sao Paulo


dinsdag 22 juli 2014

22 July 2014

सरोजिनी

The movie clip is showing big flowers fake lotus flowers but somehow splendid
I played different Hindi songs while we finished the curry
I realized I'm not such a good cook as my mother
And than I found the song I really loved

my favourite song from over there....
I realized how many songs my mother send me when I was in Tel Aviv
quite nice of her

I still have the pills from Tel Aviv, they really help against stomach age
Amit is friend there but also has a hindi signification

By the way sorry for all my spelling mistakes
and jokes with language that in the end are reminding me of the mouse in the kitchen
Trippling around eating chestnuts because it wants to have a bigger brain
So you? Would you like to be smart? Do you think your intelligent?
Perhaps I am patronizing you? mmmm? Yes so what?
Who gives a fuck?

Okay so anyway I love the flower that carries my name
I would slowly like to transform in to one
On the pound your pound slowly
transform into a nereida
Woman of the lotus flower
So my fingers would each carry the petal of the flower on the water
Victoria Regia in a lake by the amazon

21 July 2014

Balkeljouw Bakenau Kabeljouw

The water level is going down
The sea level is going up
But go away we will get stuck without drinkable water!

Aiaiaiaiaiaiaaai it's less drinkable
The way she walks is quite contagious
The way she moves is, she don't give no chances at all
aiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaaaai ...the waterlevel is goins down

Today I went to the postoffice to send a handmade piece of a secret to a friend
Postcards to my father, my mother and my sister and my grandmother
and a friend.

I sat on the stairs the sun was shining
A marvellous pauw walked by - pavão

Bakelauw Bakenau Kabeljauw it all taste very well, good Bakenau

What a beauty shiny blue and green and his purle crown against the yellow concrete

Well in Suriname its orange kabeljauw...I remeber the world cup 20 years ago
We exchanged lids of Coca Cola bottles with names of all countries

A cold coca cola gliding through my trought
The way she dances in the street is quite contagious - pavão

The young boy has dirty socks he is with his grandmother
His name is Ricardo
She talks to me, I smile and say ...si!

20 degrees and nobody is showing naked legs
its wintertime
Slowly the temperature is rising
I smile again and say ....si!
How hot most it be before people would be taking their clothes of

I would love to speak to you on the phone


zondag 20 juli 2014

20 July 2014

Away with Arrows

An arrow like a fox on the pavement so I see

Perhaps lets talk French Spanish and English in one language

But nobody will have a clue

A clue of the red line within your story

Please have a namecard
Welcome to an exhibition of 2012
Exposure of duration
Radioactive exhibition
So to say

This exhibition is dangerous for your health

Stay away or green light will touch the brain function
trying to rephrase a memory

Radioactive exhibitions radiations until 4102

But please do come

An arrow like a fox on the pavement

I love the colour of your hair
Orange red

He is gay

yes but his sjaal smells nice

But he is gay - Yes and a guy

Foxy Lady with gloves

Gold glitter on my shoes when I wake up

golden glitters on the top of my nose

Goldn glitter shiny morning shine for me sun!

19 July 2014

Fluffy blue Ocean Clothing

I remembered

I had a jumper just like that / A purple Cadillac

just like that

On the upper part there was a light blue on the down part a darker blue

It was very soft to touch like a skin of a cat

As I walked though the city I stretched my tail

I asked the black cat to protect me

So I am

She will with her green eyes


look out for me

When I catch the last bus back

Trown away blue oceans
from my secondary school
trown a way like liquid
black garbage back
plastic shiny garbage ocean blue gliding into it

Saying goodbye to you is hard

18 July 2014

Je Joue

Two Jazz concerts overlapping eachother

One on the fifth floor and one outside in the public space

Bom dia bon dia buenos dias .......Hello (goedendag)!

I'm looking for Someone that is probably back at 20:00

'He does not understand English but he understands body language very well'

It is a couple

Playing with a little light

Grey Sky

entering the room

I spend a lot of time thinking about my clothes what I shoud where and so on and so on
clothing and so on and son on bla bla bla

'He understands body language very well'

I'm glad but hungry

Lipstick does not explain who I am

Hush now dont explain just say your remain hush now dont explain

hush rush hush

I ate the wurse hamburger ever worse than wurse

17 July 2014

Entering Down Town Looking for Phosphorous

Someone passed the stairs
Behind me of a patio
Casa de Imagem

I want...

Soon I have to find what I am looking for

It's taking me more time than I had aspected

you in my bed

It is warm on the background of the window view

I hear Brasil music

forcing me to go out of bed

dog barks

Sounds sounds sounds sssssounds of the city

With naked knees

You are not suppose to enter

churches

I want you

I just peaked in

Sure hope you thought about me

All the time

or

Just

A little bit

16 July 2014

Fog on the Airport of Sao Paulo

Rondom de vliegtuigen hing een dikke mist
verlaten vochtigheid
ik landde
maar mijn hoofd nog niet, zoals vaker

The mist of the airport fascinated me
Misty Sao Paulo
with tropical trees

Fog entered the bagage claim
And my mind
I was crying before
I left London
flash backs
transportation
The year I had lived there

I did not like the fysical contact with the man
next to me
Touching my arms and knees while he was sleeping
in the airplane

zaterdag 19 juli 2014

15 july 2014

Entering THE U.S. On a transit      

Washington instead of New York
Entering America
THE border police took its time to question people
An African family with traditional clothing was questioned
THE African Afro man was standing behind me he had informed me what time it was
when I had asked him
And there I was
With Swiss sunglasses And a big yellow dress with a Pineapple
Wearing mountain shoes with faded Brown leather
How long are you going to stay in Brasil?
Less than a month I replied
Yes but how long are you going to stay in Brasil exactly?
I dunno but less than a month
THE eyes of mister Kim grew stricter
Would he have Korean roots?
Thats like asking me what are you going to do in Amsterdam And replying
Eating peanut butter
I observed his face he had relaxed his eyebrows a little
Maybe it was because he had told me his Son likes water colours
I did not respond
I was a bit confused
Is That suppose to be a joke?