Denis Reitz
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Constellations Suddenly, from the darkness comes a glow… A metal that loses its masks and gangues. Offers the light its reflections, sometimes dazzling. From the groins of the city emerge miniatures of lost homelands, mired in the frozen peat of distant childhoods, memories of nourishing lands. The gutters are not only the dregs of cities ... “The object is a cosmos, the universe makes presence, and it is necessary, as in a rite, Isolate it from everything by depositing it on a kind of altar.1
Constellations
Suddenly, from the darkness comes a glow…
A metal that loses its masks and gangues.
Offers the light its reflections, sometimes dazzling.
From the groins of the city emerge miniatures of
lost homelands, mired in the frozen peat of
distant childhoods, memories of nourishing lands.
The gutters are not only the dregs of cities ...
“The object is a cosmos,
the universe makes presence, and it is necessary,
as in a rite, Isolate it from everything
by depositing it on a kind of altar.”
Antoni Tapiès - Rien n’est mesquin in “La pratique de l’art”.
Recovery, gleaning, recycling, mechanisms, metals, corrosion.
Suddenly, from the darkness comes a glow…
A metal that loses its masks and gangues.
Offers the light its reflections, sometimes dazzling.
From the groins of the city emerge miniatures of
lost homelands, mired in the frozen peat of
distant childhoods, memories of nourishing lands.
The gutters are not only the dregs of cities ...
“The object is a cosmos,
the universe makes presence, and it is necessary,
as in a rite, Isolate it from everything
by depositing it on a kind of altar.”
Antoni Tapiès - Rien n’est mesquin in “La pratique de l’art”.
Recovery, gleaning, recycling, mechanisms, metals, corrosion.
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