terça-feira, dezembro 25, 2012


My pictures reflect on this absurd situation, the relationship between the characters and the space around them symbolize the grotesque nature of that location. By taking out a stagelike part of the space and by the positioning the character in it we get a vision of a dystopian world where people don’t need to think independently. In this dystopia people are virtual accessories in their living spaces, they are not the ones who form their environment, but they are formed by their environment.

Mate Moro.

segunda-feira, dezembro 24, 2012

White noise

White noise #16
2011, 80x100cm, c-print

Sander Meisner

domingo, dezembro 02, 2012

The Quiet World

In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred  
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear  
without saying hello. In the restaurant  
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,  
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.  
I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,  
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line  
and listen to each other breathe.

Jeffrey McDaniel
in "The Forgiveness Parade" (Manic D Press, 1998)