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Livre d'images sans images
En lys sommers usigelige smerte
Suppose a Room
Penelope sleeps
It could be that the saddest thing
     is not knowing that one is sad
Music For Lectures/ Every word
     was once an animal
oslo
I can’t quite place it
We to be
No Title
Black
Time has fallen asleep in
     the afternoon sunshine
every now and then
or else nobody will know
Opening
Time will show (detail)
Private collection
 
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Titled
Faits divers
coffee & cigarette
Sketches
Artist in Residence
The way/ you move
Light Shade Shade
Stills
 
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The Appendixes #1–4
Livre d’images sans images (LP)
one continuous line or a thought
     that dissolves into the distance
Not Not Nothing
Time has fallen asleep in
     the afternoon sunshine
Afternoon Editions
Objects 2002 - 2015
We to be
Black
every now and then
Opening
Time will show (detail)
 
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Varamo Press
Time has fallen asleep in
     the afternoon sunshine
 


It could be that the saddest thing is not knowing that one is sad (2019)

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photo: Mette Edvardsen

A lecture on repetition, love, language, translation, rhythm, and material. This lecture is based on a practice of writing, of addressing thoughts to a reader through different forms of writing. What started out as talk on repetition, with a band, has now transformed into a letter written to be translated by it’s reader. The letter as format is open and at the same time it has a specific address. Thoughts can be shareded in both a direct and abstract way.


text by Mette Edvardsen
translated by Quim Pujol


PRESENTATION:
ESTUDIOS, Museo Reina Sofia (Madrid) 17 January 2019