From Chameleon to Kaleidoscope
Beauty is the authority and thus my philosophy. It is the ultimate statement and it covers all vocabulary. Beauty is my area of expertise and skill to get to that place of authority. Beauty is my science.
I study beauty as an anthropological science and live by its principles. Passion requires me to be responsible for what I express and how I project creation. My contribution is a self-realized, self-sustaining vehicle and container. Everything has its place in performance. What is being created is on its destiny. I merely interpret what creation has in mind.
Because I claim beauty, it is mine to express with.
Being beautiful is me playing out my science as a living work of art.
We connect the spheres of art, narrative, philosophy, music, performance, movement and style in order to allow them to serve one another.
I study beauty as an anthropological science and live by its principles. Passion requires me to be responsible for what I express and how I project creation. My contribution is a self-realized, self-sustaining vehicle and container. Everything has its place in performance. What is being created is on its destiny. I merely interpret what creation has in mind.
Because I claim beauty, it is mine to express with.
Being beautiful is me playing out my science as a living work of art.
We connect the spheres of art, narrative, philosophy, music, performance, movement and style in order to allow them to serve one another.
The Woman with the Trojan Heart
She, with the Trojan heart, jumps off her horse and in your face. The vision of her form never leaves your mind. It’s etched into your sight, even when you close your eyes. She desecrates your inner peace, no more silence can you find. All you see is she, with her wild, long mane of bronzed hair. You only dare dream of its scent, how it feels to the touch of your skin. “Let me in”, you say, to her, in that way you know makes her fall head over heels. Are you awake enough? Is this real? If it is, can you handle her? A stallion of her nature and stature refuses spurs.
This post is posted on Thursday 16 August 2012.
Tagged as: trojan trojan horse mane hair jump performance art art Kunst Bar Cologne kunst benno je'NI Greek Mythology mythology myth mythical mythological philosophy poetry poem poetic poet Jennifer Maeve Klandt je'NI Benno Klandt artists on tumblr lit gif photography red yellow
Tagged as: trojan trojan horse mane hair jump performance art art Kunst Bar Cologne kunst benno je'NI Greek Mythology mythology myth mythical mythological philosophy poetry poem poetic poet Jennifer Maeve Klandt je'NI Benno Klandt artists on tumblr lit gif photography red yellow
