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“The title of the piece is a pun that, with irony, alludes to the exceeding of tradition, irreconcilable dichotomy between life and death in a sculpture made, provocatively, by lifeless forms“, adds Diaz. “The line between life and none-life is more fleeing than we usually think: think about a virus that attacks a complex organism and reproduces in the same way as a micro-organism, even though it’s only an agglomerated of lifeless molecules: a natural crystal that, even though is a stone, can be born and undergo a fascinated process of growth that mimes perfectly the ways of an organic life“.

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“She tries to fantasize what complete aesthetic freedom of one’s appearance would look like. Her goal is to encourage a fun and creative approach to make up and self expression. By completely thrashing all preconceptions of what make-up is and how it’s used, Ines collaborates with various artists, musicians and models to produce her own fantastical versions of reality“. Teo Sandigliano

Tree Virus
“Tree Virus” sculpture wasn’t much to look at: a dead, black tree rooted in a craggy white ball suspended over a dirt pit, all of it covered by a plastic igloo. Built on a college campus in the Netherlands in 2008, the whole thing might have been leftover scenery from a Tim Burton film if it weren’t for the outrageous smell.
Inside the igloo, a heady mix of peppermint and black pepper saturated the air. It flooded the nose and stung the eyes. Most visitors cried; many ran away. Others seemed to enjoy it, laughing through the tears.

劳里·安德森
לורי אנדרסון
ローリー·アンダーソン
로리 앤더슨
Лори Андерсон
Language is a Virus
Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much better.
I saw this guy on the train
And he seemed to gave gotten stuck
In one of those abstract trances.
And he was going: Ugh…Ugh…Ugh…
And Fred said: I think he’s in some kind of pain. I think it’s a pain cry.
And I said: Pain cry?
Then language is a virus.
Language!
It’s a virus!
Language!
It’s a virus!
Well I was talking to a friend
And I was saying: I wanted you.
And I was looking for you.
But I couldn’t find you.
I couldn’t find you.
And he said: Hey!
Are you talking to me?
Or are you just practicing
For one of those performances of yours?
Huh?
Language!
It’s a virus!
Language!
It’s a virus!
He said: I had to write that letter to your mother.
And I had to tell the judge that it was you.
And I had to sell the car and go to Florida. Because that’s just my way of saying
(It’s a charm.)
That I love you.
And I (It’s a job.)
Had to call you at the crack of dawn (Why?)
And list the times that I’ve been wrong.
Cause that’s just my way of saying
That I’m sorry. (It’s a job.)
Language!
It’s a virus!
Language!
It’s a virus!
Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much (It’s a shipwreck, )
Better. (It’s a job.)
You know?
I don’t believe there’s such a thing as TV.
I mean – They just keep showing you
The same pictures over and over.
And when they talk they just make sounds
That more or less synch up
With their lips.
That’s what I think!
Language!
It’s a virus!
Language!
It’s a virus!
Language!
It’s a virus!
Well I dreamed there was an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
Because they all lived on an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!
Why?
Paradise is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much better.

ECTOPLASMATIC HOUSING
File Festival
‘Ectoplasmatic Housing’ aims to speculate about how architecture can mediate the pervasiveness of the contemporary ‘infocalypse’ age. An architectural experiment of physical and digital space through the use of interactive design and augmented reality.

Browsing through a domestic safari of Trojan savannas or sterilised virus forests while contemplating the emergence of thousands of cheap-friends-facebook flowers blossoming among the pulsating cocoons of dying obsolete apps… Quantum reality theories are ripe for the picking from wiki branches of tweeting pink daily hit dwarfing trees…
Ectoplasmatic Housing aims to speculate about how architecture can mediate the pervasiveness of the contemporary ‘infocalypse’ age. It cultivates data for a spatial interactive second nature manifestation. It grows, blossoms, dies and haunts. Overlayed with the physical this unstable ectoplasmatic nature may shift radically into a rapid nuke ecology of nightmares.

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