Sunday, September 4, 2011

Extrait de "Champs Panhellesiques", roman hypergraphique de François Poyet - 1969



deep skin dive

My art emerges without any deliberate intention.

Not a single stroke is foreseen.

All are dictated by immediate impulses

the faintest tremblings of signals

coming from the depth of my being.

What proceeds is the gradual emergence

and recording of streaming words and imagery.

This is a mode of expression

that fully satisfies the eye

by achieving rhythmic unity.

What counts is the spontaneous, the impulsive.

My drawings become what they are.

Like poetry the lines, the forms rhyme

and strive to become animated.

All is constantly changing as it is being created

and when it is over it goes on changing and living

according to the state of mind and perception

of whatever... whoever is looking at it.

I am not merely the executor of my art

I live my work!.

Friday, September 2, 2011

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Hands move without conscious direction, an image surfaces, words striving for a sign, a message from the thereafter, eyes will determine a meaning.