BLAISE Eliane

Œuvres sur papier
Né(e) en :1972
Nationalité :France
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75020 Paris
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Secrète silencieuse - 2014 - Lavis modifié sur une base noire, fusain léger, mine de plomb, pastel sec, « encre, teinte neutre » préparée, « pigment dilué » Jaune d’Italie. Sur papier Gerstaecker nº 1, 90g doublé sur papier Arche grain fin

Once time I dream, I dreamt, inside a cruelty realm of the real... something about the end from our mankind, its falling, the human specie and, that's despite me since, like about all of them as other kind of living species, from fauna & flora - both of them - from vegetal, mineral, animal and marine mammal.
I dreamed of that - that the happening our real world is (at this ending) - when I was a child. I don't trust in human people, adult people, parents, except some few woken foolish they are;I believe in that dream, since I make it in the hollow from this night.
An under-breath in under the skin-mind, that will slow, in a "dolorosa", like a slow motion from eyes and tears, as a deep atmospheric music from a dark sky during a concert or whatever similar. This is only the end, I was and stay sad from that; I have no fears, not really, except only tears; I just would like try, a bit, to feel things or, life. What is it exactly? be Loving, Experience(s), Nothing special, Test, Trying, cellar organisation has well somewhere,

I made credit to madness for the rest of my life, because we can't do nothing in this kind of organastion; prefering feel and improve this One like an animal, as a ****, could be it more respectable than the fucking following ways and rules from the humanity since almost 900 years ago.

I made credit to madness for the rest of my life, because we can't do nothing in this kind of organization; prefering feel and improve this One like an animal, as a ****, it could be more respectable than this fucking ways and rules to be followed from the humanity since almost 900 years ago.

This way of realm dream sounds like an arythmic song bass line in background, like if everything runs slowly in a turn around from a strange movie from the Truth, in despite, inside, by a slowmotion during a reverse from a pure Silent Film with an original background noise score makes you sick... I don't know why. But ! This is THAT way.
No Hope. I am sorry.
No escape. I am sorry for...
I shouldn't can't... actually... I am not... sorry...

This is the Music of~from the Stars, the\ a dangerous way. a most
that you must... try... I, ... don't why


éliane blaise - 2009 . 2016 in " procession"
bio.synthèse —
Des draps blancs maculés et une brume en des nuages rouges — lumières en blanc-électrique sous néons. Pinces obstétriques. (i.972)
« je reste sous quelque chêne jaunissant, au loin, en son ombrage, au fond de la cour... » (i.979 .994)
Là. Séjournement au Logis du Roy — Amiens. (i.994)
Puis. Retour à Paris. (i.996)
Lueurs, mais celles d’incompréhension aussi et, tables à dessin. Rien de spécial ou, comme tel. (i.996 ii.013)
Music, only music!, but, Music! (actually)