ìThe movement of all life now places the human being before the alternatives of either this conquest or a disastrous retreat. The human being arrives at the threshold: there he must throw himself headlong into that which has no foundation and no head.î
– Is it funny or not?
– Its ìnot funnyî, but you can have the feeling of ìspooning in love and angerî.
– Tell me about ìlobotomyî!
– It is a form of psychosurgery or a balloon with plastic plate on top.
– Great, but skip this! Yesterday, Iíve been with Mr. Lecter.
– Really?! What happened?
– Nothing. We have been staring at the ìself-portrait of the cannibalî for hours.
– And? ñ After we had a shower and talking about ìrevelationî of G…
– What about ìTristan, Kewin, Jossî?
– They are ìderangedî as usual. ñ Thatís a pity. So what will be with us without them?
– We will have fun as the ìremains of resistanceî. Come, take my hand!!
– I canít, îitís not worth itî, but show me those ìuntitledî sculptures.
Curated by Peter BENCZE