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Art is a process of production various levels of intensity, organizing m=
aterials in a new relation, in a different context, in order to create a ef=
fect, and sometimes the effect provoke not sympathy, but a rejection, becau=
se is no analogy with the common sense, with no truth. Art created not lies=
, in contrast with a only truth, but falsifications, a gallery of fake, tha=
t no cheat nobody, because is a breakaway with the general meaning of life.=
The dominant values establish a social image, that reduce the person in a =
determinated category, which i reject, because in a person, are a multitude=
of individuals that can't be limited in the trinity of the Oedipal culture=
. This trinity, father, mother and son, unfold all the social roles, but in=
tentionaly forget that social image, resulte by production of a infinity of=
them, all valides, in the plane of the desire. Desire connected images of =
the memory, creating future memories, through unusual links, between concep=
ts and images. Concepts are empty, without content, pure significant. As a =
writer, i wrote thousands of texts and three books, over five years, making=
use of a technique than i've developed for my first book, "A Noite dos Mil=
Dias-The Night of the Thousand Days", technique than consisting in the num=
eration of short texts and each number is setting in a card, that correspon=
d a certain concept, for exemple, we took "sign". In the card "sign" , supp=
osing we have thirteen numbers, thirteen references of a texts and when i w=
rite about sign, in a fiction text, i consulte the card "sign" and pick up =
a excerpt of the thirteen texts. Sometimes, only a line, sometimes only a f=
ew words. Lines and words that compels to another concept and another, suce=
ssively. And it works! This literary machinery works and i'm a simples mech=
anism of them, between the concepts. And the images sucessively appers, in =
the trasition of the words, that producing a thousand impressions, strange =
effects… I'm lost in that process, but is such the intensity i felt, than=
seems i'm in a fractal vortex, because de texts, producing another texts, =
to sepread out in a monstrosity of books… I don't know how classified the=
m, neether less the consequences of write in a breakaway, in a surreal vect=
or, but one thing i take for granted: this books making sense, strangely, t=
hey make sense!
Joao Pereira
[email protected]
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2> Art is a process of productio=
n various
levels of intensity, organizing materials in a new relation, in a different=
context, in order to create a effect, and sometimes the effect provoke not=
sympathy, but a rejection, because is no analogy with the common sense, wit=
h no
truth. Art created not lies, in contrast with a only truth, but falsificati=
ons,
a gallery of fake, that no cheat nobody, because is a breakaway with the ge=
neral
meaning of life. The dominant values establish a social image, that reduce =
the
person in a determinated category, which i reject, because in a person, are=
a
multitude of individuals that can't be limited in the trinity of the=
Oedipal culture. This trinity, father, mother and son, unfold all the socia=
l
roles, but intentionaly forget that social image, resulte by production of =
a
infinity of them, all valides, in the plane of the desire. Desire connected=
images of the memory, creating future memories, through unusual links, betw=
een
concepts and images. Concepts are empty, without content, pure significant.=
As a
writer, i wrote thousands of texts and three books, over five years, making=
use
of a technique than i've developed for my first book, "A Noite dos Mil Dias=
-The
Night of the Thousand Days", technique than consisting in the numeration of=
short texts and each number is setting in a card, that correspond a certain=
concept, for exemple, we took "sign". In the card "sign" , supposing we hav=
e
thirteen numbers, thirteen references of a texts and when i write about sig=
n, in
a fiction text, i consulte the card "sign" and pick up a excerpt
of the thirteen texts. Sometimes, only a line, sometimes only a few wo=
rds.
Lines and words that compels to another concept and another, sucessively. A=
nd it
works! This literary machinery works and i'm a simples mechanism of them,=
between the concepts. And the images sucessively appers, in the trasit=
ion
of the words, that producing a thousand impressions, strange effects… I'm=
lost
in that process, but is such the intensity i felt, than seems i'm in a frac=
tal
vortex, because de texts, producing another texts, to sepread out in a
monstrosity of books… I don't know how classified them, neether less the=
consequences of write in a breakaway, in a surreal vector, but one thing i =
take
for granted: this books making sense, strangely, they make sense!</FONT></D=
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sp; Joao
Pereira</FONT></DIV>
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RHIZOME RAW: mechanical production of art
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Type: discussion