Showing posts with label Hans Bellmer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hans Bellmer. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Unica Zürn... Happy Birthday! ...painting...



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Tempera on board 1957



"If only nobody would block my view. This was what bothered me the most.
My new viewpoint was of great importance to me. I would defend it
against all comers, however weary I might be" UZ





Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Hans Bellmer...print.... undated





“The body resembles a sentence that seems to invite us to dismantle it into its component letters, so that its true meanings may be revealed anew through an endless stream of anagrams.”  
Hans Bellmer

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André Pieyre de Mandiargues on Bellmer...

“He was highly intelligent and seemed to have no sense of culpability or sin—there was innocence in his perversity. His eroticism was intellectual rather than sensual, cold rather than hot: this attracted me to him because like me, he was basically a puritan, and like me, he had no time for vulgar sensuality.”



Saturday, February 5, 2011

Unica Zürn... drawing...




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she opens out, forming a shining star 
made of countless new arms and legs 
and necks and heads, 
she becomes a beautiful, flower-like monstrosity....  

from the Man of Jasmine -Unica Zürn

*with  thanks to Wladd Muta



Thursday, December 9, 2010

Hans Bellmer...print.... undated





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"At the source of the most intensely black and scandalous works...we believe there exists this sort of passage from passion to action, a secret need for equilibrium, the urge to create an imaginary evil from which we may take pleasure within the excesses of intellectual passion, in order to cure ourselves of the real evil we're suffering"

from Scandal with a Secret Face - an Essay by Nora Mitrani 1950

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Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Hans Bellmer (1902-1975).... Untitled




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"I wonder if I will wear the tight seamless trousers made of your legs, ornamented all along the inside with faux-excrements? And do you think I will, without swooning prematurely, button over my chest the heavy and trembling waistcoast of your breasts? As soon as I am immobilized beneath the pleated skirt of all your fingers and weary to undo the garlands with which you have enwreathed the drowsiness of your never-born fruit, then you will breathe in me your perfume and your fever, so that, in full light, from the interior of your sex, mine will emerge." Hans Bellmer
 


from  - Petite anatomie de l'inconscient physique ou l'anatomie de l'image. Paris: Le Terrain Vague, 1957.


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Sunday, July 18, 2010

Unica Zürn... Portrait of Hans Bellmer 1965



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The staging of gesture, in a processus of transformation and metamorphosis, the patient weaving of memories, through "chinks in line": Unica Zurn has probably succeeded in her project of BEING. All the while waiting for her "magical encounter" - with the white-hair man, with Death?
" When i was a child i dreamt/ about the marriage with a white-hair man paralysed./ tied to a wheel chair forever.../ Behind us, eternal./ blossomed the Jasmine/ And this is the meaning of my legend/ of life together.../ Since my chilhood wedding, in a white dress-/ I feel that I gradually become white.../ To swim into the White, to perceive finally/ the White Image?"

 from an essay by Barbara Safarova "The magical encounter between writing and image"



Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Hans Bellmer ... drawing




One of my favourite artists draws one of my favourite writers...


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Hans Bellmer  ~ Gaston Bachelard 1957


In 1957 Bellmer executed portraits not only of Gaston Bachelard but also of other
leading artists and writers of the day, including Arp, Wilfredo Lam, Henri Michaux, Victor Brauner, Albert Camus and Jehan Mayoux. The art historian Peter Webb has written of these works that together they ‘form a marvellous pantheon of the creative people of his time’ and it seems likely that Bellmer himself saw these portraits, generally pencil or charcoal
drawings, as a coherent body of works.


Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul.
Gaston Bachelard



~"the pure imagination designates its projected forms as the essence of its proper fulfillment. It delights naturally in imagining, thus in changing forms. Metamorphosis thus becomes the specific function of imagination. The imagination cannot comprehend a form except by transforming it, by dynamizing its becoming, by seizing on it like a sectioning of the flux of formal causality, precisely as a physicist cannot understand a phenomenon except by grasping it in a sectioning of the flux of efficient causality."~ 

G Bachelard  LAUTREMONT



Thursday, April 23, 2009