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Les essais de Coussay / Nicolas Gerber

Coussay's Essays / Nicolas Gerber

Memories, assonances, repetitions, and paronomasia. How does the decolonization of the mind take place?

Re/maintaining the visible.

The sonic world of time and space, from the most rudimentary vibration of air and water to other possible representations of noise. Experiments with silence, with swinging and human error. Nature prefers the copy to the original, almost - carp microphones, leaf feathers, drunken and humble instruments, ignite into pigeon cameras; they no longer obey, responding to our inconsistencies, irrationalities, and the chaos of the contemporary world devoid of creativity.

"In sound, that's where your root is, there, in sound."

Prehistory of the utopia of sound, derailment, scattering, linguality, Coussay's essays from the origin of almonds to machine heads: a 22-day residency. Stone engraved by the atomic tree with cords inspired by Gray-Green-Red noises and breathtaking threads of endless shoelaces.

The null voice. Pyrhonic engravings. Snake-headed drawings. Installation along the brilliance of an electric hurdy-gurdy and bass storyteller. Solitude and Memories on the atmospheric ceiling of a state-of-the-art pavilion.

From the window, a rapprochement between her and me. « It has nothing sweeter than the spring."

Between four charming and skilled mountaineers and anarchists of humanity, here are already two—as skilled as they are poets: the sign and love. The other, more ill-defined polytechnicians still need to be re/maintained in the visible.

"Niemandeln - Not being almond. This very cherry mouth, bitten by dismay, always draws me to you, fearful before this light body - delimited by the storm. Where do the sounds come from? Where doe the blur noises come from? And the calm of your words and the distance of your clear eyes, there is only one path, that of the light hand. Angry at the egg yolk, your spoon beats it very hard. In a spring figure in pursuit of a cherry branch. And no one to say: Man Landscape - Orange - Apricot - Game - Tuna - Beautiful - straight - Vertical Water - Cold Fire."

Against poetry, double bass, old tale, against ink, counterwind, Cointreau, contravening the visible.

Canned delays, everything is together in this incompatible - fiascos - short circuit - concrete! The Rhône is a sausage, the Dive is an asparagus, the continuous alternation between sound and meaning. And the violent current of air that crosses my trumpet. Permanent Art to live here, lovers, shadows, the weapons of sleep, tile, and without forgetting that my daughter sitting before me is as calm as the candle.

Objet Direct located in Marseilles France, presents here sound pieces by french and international artists in the interrelated fields of the arts.

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