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i am an eXperiment. a Syncopated word & image coLLage imported from Our minD sEnse-thoUght collective stream. a trial 2 eXpress the aRhythmia & the off beat that lies in-betwEEn the bond made of: imAge narrative & senSation. an aEsthetic act and aim of WondeR in the search for a CRaCK. as for if anything eXists at all it exisTs i n - b e T w e e n.
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    Everything Happens for The First Time











    Whoever embraces a woman is Adam. The woman is Eve.
    Everything happens for the first time.
    I saw something white in the sky. They tell me it is the moon, but
    what can I do with a word and a mythology.
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    Everything happens for the first time, but in a way that is eternal.
    Whoever reads my words is inventing them.




















    text : Jorge Luis Borges, Happiness, from La cifra “The Limit” (1981)
    translation by Stephen Kessler.

    photos : Eleanor Antin, "100 Boots", 1971-1973
    more about this work on KADIST

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    milos_ilic     Tue, Nov 26, 2019  Permanent link
    I enjoy the thought - reader as a co-creator... Especially the concept of the illusion of freedom. Is it possible to be free of it? In this sense, maybe freedom resides through starting things, even if those things are part of a different time.
     
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