shadowed by the future
In "Pierre Menard, Author of the Quixote" (1939), Jorge Luis Borges tells the fictional and unbelievable story of the title character who, by rewriting line by line, word for word, the famous book of Cervantes, wrote a version "almost infinitely more rich" than the old one. The operation undertaken by Menard takes place not by the creation of a proper object, but by symbolically rectifying something already existed previously. On the one hand, judges the object and its history, while on the other, gives it significance, current and future, different from the original. Under the pen of Menard, or rather, Borges, Cervantes' The Quixote — the Knight of the Woeful Countenance who, after reading romances of chivalry, decides to go around the world following fantasies that do not match to reality — transfigures without leaving traces. Tells us an invisible story in which object and meaning juxtapose, in a way that the first becomes, somehow, only the material correlate of the speculative process that has set up the second.
Waiting for Godot - nothing to be done - rien que faire - nichts zu tun
copypasted from wikipedia. many thanks to wikipediateam
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Full sugar crash mode - part II
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My Little Bird (Mein Vögerl), 1926
Gelatin-silver print, 21.5 x 16.8 cm
Dietmar Siegert Collection
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“The human brain contains roughly 100 terabytes of information, not much when you get right down to it. The question isn’t how to store it it’s how to access it. You can’t download a personality, there’s no way to translate the data. But the information being held in our heads IS available in other databases. People leave more then foot prints as they travel through life; medical scans, DNA profiles, psych evaluations,
Don't forget - the Oil

Richard Wilson has described his installation 20:50 as both his 'party' and his 'megastar' piece.
Originally created in 1987 within Matt's Gallery, east London - a venue that specialises in site-specific art - 20:50 consists of a lake of used engine oil, a room flooded to waist-height with a shiny, reflective black mass, through which the viewer walks on a narrow, tapering jetty. Acting like a mirror, the oil reflects the ceiling of the gallery far beneath one's feet, producing a vertiginous and deeply disorientating effect of mid-air suspension - while the smell and tempting viscosity of the oil-liquid further unsettles and baffles one's immediate sensory impressions. Bought by Charles Saatchi in 1991 and now on permanent display in County Hall, 20:50 is an undeniably weird and thrilling experience, described by art critic Andrew Graham-Dixon as 'one of the masterpieces of the modern age.
Wilson's installations are always created on megalomaniac scale, though his publicly stated aim is relatively modest - to 'alter one's perceptions of space' by 'tweaking,'undoing' or 'changing'an (often vast) area of gallery or museum. By enlisting features of the building itself (a window, skylight, metal ceiling girders) and employing them within an installation, he transforms and exploits its very architecture. Away from the gallery, Wilson's bold distortion of the visual and built environment knows no bounds: a piece entitled Set North For Japan consists of a full-scale steel skeleton of his home in Streatham transplanted to a remote field in Japan... and turned upside down.
A Londoner by birth, Wilson will be 50 this year.
[this year means 2003, and the piece is no longer at the County Hall, unfortunately]







































