Latest BlipsMarch 04, 2017
What do a troubled writer, a clueless private eye, a dead guy, and a kid who’s perpetually doing battle with a psychotic murderer have in common? Maybe nothing. Maybe everything. In KORSAKOFF BLIGHT, these four characters explore the origins of fiction, storytelling, and creativity in a strange, yet deceptively simple setting that echoes the work of Philip K. Dick, Franz Kafka, Charlie Kaufman, and David Lynch.
Discover a visual delight! Guillaume Bottazzi’s giant painting is at Place Jourdan in Brussels
Permanent to see at place Jourdan in Brussels
If you are looking for a dopamine experience: the French artist Guillaume Bottazzi has created this painting, 17 m x 6 m, a soft, sensual and colourful artwork.
Sofitel Brussels Europe hotel presents a Guillaume Bottazzi’s installation
From February 10th to March 31rd 2017
L’hôtel Sofitel Brussels Europe, écrin de l’art de vivre à la française, produit une installation de l’artiste Français Guillaume Bottazzi.
L’artiste vient de réaliser un tableau de 16 mètres de haut place Jourdan, avec le partenariat de l’Ambassade de France et de la Commission Européenne.
L’hôtel Sofitel Brussels Europe, situé sur la Place Jourdan, à deux pas du Parlement européen,
a le plaisir de vous convier à découvrir cette installation in-situ de 9 mètres de haut, jusqu’au 31 mars 2017.
Guillaume Bottazzi – Free creations 2016
Guillaume Bottazzi – Free creations 2016 is a solo exhibition of the work of the visual artist Guillaume Bottazzi and is organised by the Artiscope gallery in Brussels. From October 3rd to November 26th 2016.
To Be Modern
To Be Modern
New age illusion
To be modern;
What we get?
A run in a circle;
A tortured soul,
No bridge to take ahead or back
Guillaume Bottazzi – Free creations 2016
Artiscope Gallery from October 3rd to 29th 2016
Guillaume Bottazzi – Free creations 2016 is a solo exhibition of the work of the visual artist Guillaume Bottazzi and is organised by the Artiscope gallery in Brussels. The gallery invites the public to discover these fine works of art. The exhibition will show recent works by the artist.
Guillaume Bottazzi – Wonderland
Guillaume Bottazzi – Wonderland by Le French May:
In a 565 square meters space, the Hong Central Library will host this solo show from May 21th to June 5th.
Not Again by Hussein Kinoko
I remember I saw a flowery tree with a hive hanging.
A golden Jelly of honey was draining down to the ground and it caught me up.
I went for it with no caution that bees might sting me, I showed my face barely and I got stung badly. I swear not again
Bees seemed polite, humble and gentle. I gave my beautiful hand for them to land, bees are painted with black and yellow stripes, the bees are beautiful indeed but very grievous. I swear not again
It hurts when you get Stung and you never tasted their Honey, that’s devastating.
But sometimes it’s better you get stung and taste the honey, that’s teaching.
I swear not again.
Life by Hussein Kinoko
Sadly Walking along the long beach.
Hardly thinking what life still has to teach.
Life will still suprise you even if you saw Jesus preach.
Time changes and so life, where is Martin Luthers Jr’s speech?
People get hurt and lose hope to love again.
People fear to start and fail to cope with the pain.
Its all Life, have faith and move on again and again.
Bury the pain and strive, its the only way to sustain.
Life can make you be anything, notably begins with you.
Life can give you everything, amazingly out of no clue.
Life can take away everything, and hold you back stuck on glue.
Life give chances, when you fall in one try the two.
People Lose jobs, ornaments and lovely relatives.
Others get jobs, achievements and money archives.
Its all life, peoples circumstances are all reciprocal.
Everything emerges, have faith and trust Gods Plans.
Archived BlipsApril 12, 2016
2 Versions of Hmm by Gonsalves Mpili and Jenny Kim
A circumcised sigh,
Came out and blew up my face,
I looked dehydrated.
It wasn’t stress,
The sun was sympathetic to me,
The option it gave me,
Was to burn my skin,
As if i was an iceberg,
In an ocean melting down into pieces,
I am poor
Yet the sun promotes it’s product,
Even if I had money to buy the product,
I wouldn’t bother,
The sun’s heat is free like air,
Such a product should be condemned to a cooking school,
Hmm is the sound I make when in doubt,
Doubt that turns into anxiety,
In a moment that I realize,
The only option is to put aside the doubt,
And let whatever is to happen, happen.
A thought deep in my subconscious,
A thought of satisfaction,
A revelation of beauty,
It could be anything,
Good or bad,
Sweet or sour,
Pain or desire,
And at that moment no words can explain,
But hmm makes the perfect fitting.
Setting My Soul Free by Jennifer Kim
When i learnt to let go,
It was like breaking out through a corned bush,
It seemed scary and undaring,
I thought of how the thorns would bruise my skin,
But then again staying inside the corned bush,
I felt alone and broken,
I then thought of the freedom, joy and happiness that was just a corn fence away,
And in that moment i went through,
I never felt the pain of the bruises because what drove me was of much more power in the inside
Than what i felt on the outside and now with all these bruises,
I am free and happier and in time i know the bruises will disappear.
Our Rights, Our Freedom Always by Jacquline Kamwamu & Adam Anthony
Because I’m only human,
I want to grow up,
I want to grow up regarded as free,
Free to think and express opnions without fearing torture or detention,
And I don’t want to be a slave, all I want is to be free.
We are all born equal, you, me and everyone,
Our rights are not limited here, they apply everywhere,
Because we also have a right to free movement,
No one can take our rights away, they are protected by the law.
My life is only meaningful when my rights are respected,
The right to live and to be protected,
To enjoy the right to education and right to basic needs,
To freely vote and vote and to be voted in the elections,
I’ve a right to my privacy, marriage and family,
And I have all these for free, my rights are not for sale.
Don’t Stop Looking by George Kyomushula
Don’t stop looking for love that has emptied in your soul child gauge / don’t stop looking for someone who will love you and give love that will full tanked your love gauge / don’t stop looking for peace and harmony, out from this world barbed wire which formed in countries, divided by countrymen as concentration camps /
Don’t stop looking for the bread to feed your kids, no matter how the slave masters whom changed named into bosses, whoop you with whips of taxation, insurances, fees and penalties /
Don’t stop looking for your bloodlines under the lost tribes of Kemett / don’t stop looking for your inner self, whom you could be apart from snorting and whoring / don’t stop looking for cure of your diseases, cause anything that has negativity must have positivity /
If there is a cause, there must be a reasons and whenever there’s reason ,there could be formulas and when there are reasoned formulas there should be a solution /
Its like metaphysics, keep looking what you are looking as for sorrow and sadness antibiotics /
Keep looking for it, giving up its a crime so strive to achieve it/ keep looking for the right spouse /
Keep looking for the meals of your landlord after you have your meal so he could also has his meal by you enabled paying your bill /
Keep looking for your guardian angel, keep looking the possible means of how you will get untied from rope that strangle your hopes /
Keep looking your beauty on that mirror, embrace the God’s creation don’t change anything into you, based on what you like to see from others / keep looking for your inner beauty, soul or mind / keep looking../
Zoe Poledouris – I Have Not Been To Paradise
Uh-hmmm. Remember Paul Verhoeven’s seminal kinda anti-war kinda pro-militarism kinda whatever-you-want epic Starship Troopers? The one which combined going apeshit with batshit crazy surrounding. OK, so there was a prom scene. Where hero decides that he has nothing else to do but enlist and get hogtied on propaganda. You can hear a David Bowie song in the background. From the then-recent album OUTSIDE.
It was covered by Zoe Poledouris, daughter of Basil Poledouris who did the score for the film (she also did another song for the film titled “Into It“). It follows closely the original with a little twist – two words (and thus the whole meaning) were changed: instead of “Oxford Town” there’s “Paradise”. Because anti-war satire can’t be subtle but can be neat. And it adds a nice stroke to a bigger picture of the world which had gone mad with absurdly distorted concepts of honor, dignity and common sense.