Sunday, May 26, 2013

Markings on the Walls - 5







I.

Markings on the Walls
-part 5-





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VII.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Mary, Mary So Contrary











Mary, oh Mary, so quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
These silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty men all in our room,









When you see contrary Mary,
Told her eye, refuse to terry.
We spoke very soft and slow
Without your pretty men, Mary,
Standing in a row.
Mary,
Mary,









Smoke a high cool cigarette,
Turn around and then we left,
Smiling as the way began to grow,
We got your pretty men all in a row.
Mary, Mary, so quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?









These silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty men all in our room,
Mary,
Mary,
When you see contrary Mary,
Told her eye, refuse to terry.









We spoke very soft and slow,
We got your pretty men standing in a row.
Mary,
Mary

Can

Friday, May 24, 2013

Home











What's left hanging
In the air
In the air







Break the cycle
Round and round
Round and round we go










You play hide and seek
Now I see
Now I see the light







Eyes spill over
Start to swim
Start to swim away








There strange faces
It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone
A distant memory from all those years ago
But now I'm Looking
at these strange faces
And I'm not coming home








I've never heard you speak like this
On the phone
On the phone







You carry the weight and I take the guilt
Brings me down
Brings me down to this








There strange faces
It was only yesterday we spoke on the phone
A distant memory from all those years ago
But now I'm Looking
at these strange faces
And I'm not coming home

Foxes

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Love Interruption













I want love
To roll me over slowly 
stick a knife inside me, 
and twist it all around. 










I want love to 
grab my fingers gently 
slam them in a doorway 
put my face into the ground. 









I want love to 
murder my own mother 
and take her off to somewhere 
like hell or up above.







I want love to 
change my friends to enemies, 
change my friends to enemies 
and show me how it's all my fault. 









I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore. 








I want love to 
walk right up and bite me 
grab a hold of me and fight me 
leave me dying on the ground. 









And I want love to 
split my mouth wide open and 
cover up my ears, 
and never let me hear a sound. 








I want love to, 
forget that you offended me 
or how you have defended me, 
when everybody tore me down. 









Yeah I want love to 
change my friends to enemies, 
change my friends to enemies 
and show me how it's all my fault. 








Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me 
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me 
I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore. 

Jack White

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Turtles Have Short Legs









Turtles have short legs, not for the walking,










Want to have a cigarette, just king-sized,
Well, we can find it out, well,
we can find it out,









Turtles have short legs, not for the walking,
Well, we can find it out, well, we can find it out.
Want to have a cigarette, just king-sized,







Well, we can find it out, well,
we can find it out,








Turtles have short legs, not for the walking,







But we can find it out, but we can find it out.
Want to have a cigarette, not for the choking,
Want to have a cigarette, just king-sized,
Well, we can find it out, well,
we can find it out,


Can

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

I Can See








Silently suffering
Hidden by an incidental smile
Holding on for something else
To come along and make my life worthwhile
'Till it comes
I'm going to be okay
Slowly waiting for the end of days
Every night I'm gonna be alright
The demons come and take care of my pride







I can see in your eyes
That what's coming aint a big surprise
I can see, oh, in your eyes
That what's coming aint a big surprise







Over time
People change
Slowly their wealth will rearrange
All the while
I keep holding on
Trying to find the will to carry on







I can see in your eyes
That what's coming aint a big surprise
I can see, oh, in your eyes
That what's coming aint a big surprise







I just want to know
Please, just let me know
I want to know
I'll do anything for you girl
Slowly nothing taking soul
I just don't want to lose control







Life is green
Alone for me
Ever since you walked right through the dark
Please believe there is no change
Brought you said you had it all before







I can see in your eyes
That what's coming aint a big surprise
I can see, oh, in your eyes
That what's coming aint a big surprise








I can see in your eyes
That what's coming aint a big surprise
I can see, oh, in your eyes

Jazzanova

Mature Topography










Mature Topography
Giorgos Tserionis

_at_
The ArtWall






George Tserionis is presenting his new work entity under the title ‘MATURE TOPOGRAPHY’ at the ArtWall Project Space. The exhibition presents two series of collages with images from archival material, a sculpture, a video piece, and an artist book, each contemplating the development of capitalism in relation or at the expense of nature.





  


As noted by art historian Thanassis Moutsopoulos:
One of the key demands of George Tserionis, if not of the artist in general and after Cezanne, is the familiarization and / or the deconstruction of Nature. 







Within his work «Mature Topography» Tserionis arranges existing photos, either by folding thus distorting their meaning, either through producing an architectural composition. In effect, the artist not only converses with aspects of the past such as Dada or the detournements of the Situationists, but invents new models that enclose the art of Japanese Origami and applies in on to the photographic collage”.  [ more (in Greek) ]