#diaphane

Festival des Photaumnales aux couleurs de la caraïbe, Beauvais 2017

Paysages taches L. de V. 01 & 02 Dessins numériques, 2017 présentés en diptyque 123 x 176 (2 x 88) cm – (48 x 69′’) (catalogue n° : RR 17.18 & 19) ©RGV 2017 Edition de 3 + 3 tirages ''Beaux-Arts'' signés, numérotés et encadrés (+ ARTtrust seals)

L. de V. = Leonardo da Vinci

The Method of aivalcening the Mind to a Variety of Inventions. I will not omit to introduce among these precepts a new kind of speculative invention, which though apparently trifling, and almost laughable, is nevertheless of great utility in assisting the genius to find variety for composition. By looking attentively at old and smeared walls, or stones and veined marble of various colours, you may fancy that you see in them several compositions, landscapes, battles, figures in quick motion, strange countenances, and dresses, with an infinity of other objects. By these confused lines the inventive genius is excited to new exertions.

I know I might look like a fairy to some

But when I was thirteen learned how to shoot a gun

And I'm rememberin' it now

How it looked so clean

In my filthy hands

Doused in kerosene

And I pulled that trigger back as hard as I could

And my hands caught fire like I knew they would

And I grasped about for whoever I could

And said burn with me

Burn with me

Now you all crowd about and watch me sing these songs

While I just hope the next word don't come off wrong

You expect something more I'm sure and I'm tryin

But it's hard to be strong when everyone's cryin

So I don't really care what it looks like to you

I was raised up poor

I'm bettin' you were too

My daddy broke his back

And the drugs are expensive

Your claim's been reviewed through designer lenses

So if you don't mind 'cause they ain't comin' for you

As you talk to God from your favorite pew

Askin' good lord how can I be of use

I'd guess you get your information from expensive news

'Cause I've been to church

Yes I grew up a Christian

Went down to Puerto Rico on the service mission

We built a wall 'round the childrens' camp

We're sick dogs we're desperate take heed

You try to keep them safe though you know you can't

Bruised dogs get desperate take heed

Starved dogs don't care if they bleed

Bruised dogs get desperate take heed

Starved dogs don't care if they bleed

You're sick dog they've poisoned the feed

You're sick dog they've poisoned the feed

We're sick dogs we're desperate take heed