Francesca

 I meet Francesca last sunday at 5.30 at Whitefields. She's doing a phd in Maths and she helped me a lot!

Playing the square

Example of a Manifest anti Affordance

Hugo Ball, 'Dada Manifesto' (read at the first public Dada soiree, Zurich, July 14th 1916)
Dada is a new tendency in art. One can tell this from the fact that until now nobody knew anything about it, and tomorrow everyone in Zurich will be talking about it. Dada comes from the dictionary. It is terribly simple. In French it means "hobby horse". In German it means "good-bye", "Get off my back", "Be seeing you sometime". In Romanian: "Yes, indeed, you are right, that's it. But of course, yes, definitely, right". And so forth.
An International word. Just a word, and the word a movement. Very easy to understand. Quite terribly simple. To make of it an artistic tendency must mean that one is anticipating complications. Dada psychology, dada Germany cum indigestion and fog paroxysm, dada literature, dada bourgeoisie, and yourselves, honoured poets, who are always writing with words but never writing the word itself, who are always writing around the actual point. Dada world war without end, dada revolution without beginning, dada, you friends and also-poets, esteemed sirs, manufacturers, and evangelists. Dada Tzara, dada Huelsenbeck, dada m'dada, dada m'dada dada mhm, dada dera dada, dada Hue, dada Tza.
How does one achieve eternal bliss? By saying dada. How does one become famous? By saying dada. With a noble gesture and delicate propriety. Till one goes crazy. Till one loses consciousness. How can one get rid of everything that smacks of journalism, worms, everything nice and right, blinkered, moralistic, europeanised, enervated? By saying dada. Dada is the world soul, dada is the pawnshop. Dada is the world's best lily-milk soap. Dada Mr Rubiner, dada Mr Korrodi. Dada Mr Anastasius Lilienstein.
In plain language: the hospitality of the Swiss is something to be profoundly appreciated. And in questions of aesthetics the key is quality.
I shall be reading poems that are meant to dispense with conventional language, no less, and to have done with it. Dada Johann Fuchsgang Goethe. Dada Stendhal. Dada Dalai Lama, Buddha, Bible, and Nietzsche. Dada m'dada. Dada mhm dada da. It's a question of connections, and of loosening them up a bit to start with. I don't want words that other people have invented. All the words are other people's inventions. I want my own stuff, my own rhythm, and vowels and consonants too, matching the rhythm and all my own. If this pulsation is seven yards long, I want words for it that are seven yards long. Mr Schulz's words are only two and a half centimetres long.
It will serve to show how articulated language comes into being. I let the vowels fool around. I let the vowels quite simply occur, as a cat miaows . . . Words emerge, shoulders of words, legs, arms, hands of words. Au, oi, uh. One shouldn't let too many words out. A line of poetry is a chance to get rid of all the filth that clings to this accursed language, as if put there by stockbrokers' hands, hands worn smooth by coins. I want the word where it ends and begins. Dada is the heart of words.
Each thing has its word, but the word has become a thing by itself. Why shouldn't I find it? Why can't a tree be called Pluplusch, and Pluplubasch when it has been raining? The word, the word, the word outside your domain, your stuffiness, this laughable impotence, your stupendous smugness, outside all the parrotry of your self-evident limitedness. The word, gentlemen, is a public concern of the first importance.

Three

- I am a woman, I am a woman, I am a fucking white woman. Not extremely white but close to perfumes of the Paradise. It is a mix of smells that materialized your existence. Should you let yourself go in the experience? It is common? Yes it is. Attraction is not original. It’s a human condition. Never try to explain yourself. Find a way and say it. It’s Simple. City has lots of unnecessary words. None can help it when there‘s streets of none.
Do you feel the present moment in the street? Always. It’s much more effective than every show. You’re the witness of what you chose to see.
You think:
Why is she talking about the city? Why is she forgetting her point? She just wants you on her bed. Like she said, no explanations are necessary, it’s simple.
Then you found an answer. She’s playing crazy. And you always had a thing for crazy people.

 5 http://www.finalmenteclub.com/show%20-%20Deborah.htm
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9zvO-Ndglo
6  Madonna feat Justin Timberlake, 4 minutes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHHUhcV2eVY
7  Rihanna, Diamonds https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWA2pjMjpBs

First Match

Well, as you can see in the picture, I tried to film this meeting from my point of view.
Unfortunately, the camera wasn't that well centered to catch the tray. This meeting took place on Monday, 11 february at Whitefileds with Carlos Medina.

Barbie

Sun Glasses

Two

You start thinking what a document is about.

A document report what was agreed between two or more owners of the city. You want to burn the document. You believe in re-writing. You want a co-existence of multiple truths. You do not want to live in closed regimes with single versions. You do not want through the streets in one direction only.

-         We’re all going to challenge the document as it was written. And that’s the revolution.

You conclude that who invented the city invented the document. You are trying to create a new cycle.

Once in History, a library was burned to end a city. This event brought several controversies and many possibilities of versions. It was sent to destroy by Cesar or by Amr ibn al-As on behalf of the Rashidun caliph Umar ibn al-Khattab?

Until today, this same event has been rewritten many times.  Nobody contains either truth or reason because all the documents were burned.

One

There’s proposals everywhere, some we notice, some not.

Once a man decided to follow the entire proposals that he found while he was walking around the city.  He followed all the signs, plaques, all the written sings that invite. He end up his day flying synchronized with a flock of birds. Flock is a term akin to the herd amongst humans.

You were fascinated about his experience. You try to repeat it.

Thoroughly scoured the streets trying to do the same as he. But you were led to another site. You found yourself in a corridor of buildings. You don’t get in any of them because you didn’t receive an invitation. To get in, you need to explain to the security with whom you intend to speak and why. You just realize that the security is one of your ex boy/girlfriend. (dream starts)

-Can I go up uninvited?

-Invitation is essential.

-Who said that?

-The document.

-Named?

-Constitution.

-Who did it?

-Listen, they made one. It is more powerful than your values. Even if you’re a marginal or a teenager, it only will be less powerful if you walk the streets in the opposite direction.

Once you read in a book:

 “There’s a Master teaching Zorro how to fight. None, between the listeners, live where I live and consequently spent their holidays where I spent.

None will recognize from where I take my sources.

So, Zorro is teaching the younger, the one, who’s going to replace him, to fight against the next generation of obedient people.”

The first Master is the person with the ability to change and subverts, to rub it, erase and quench. He’s going to teach Zorro how to over write and Zorro the younger’s.

You decide that this could be the new manifest against the Document. Even if it wasn’t written with that purpose.

You explain to the security:

-           Comrade, this is the beginning to build a new society. Our commune will be formed by liars, criminals, Masters, younger’s and flying men.

2007