Brooklyn Family

April 2nd, from 9 to 11.30pm

The British film director Peter Greenaway has been arguing for some 20 years now that cinema is dead and we are simply waiting for the dinosaur to roll over. In retaliation to this impending crisis Hollywood pumps more and more money into their productions in the vain hope that they can survive with their old fashioned formulas which are clearly biting the dust. Peter Gr…eenaway, lucid as ever, has a new vision of what cinema could become, which he calls ZINEMA. On Saturday March 2nd at the Kriterion he will give a live two hour illustrated lecture about this new approach of re-creating cinema. This event is being curated by Jeffrey Babcock under the theme of Cinema Degree Zero, a series of lectures/performances that pronounce the death of cinema in order to make space for new possibilities of filmmaking. This specific event is being realized in collaboration with cinema Kriterion.

Painter, novelist, critic, VJ, curator and one of the most daring and innovative filmmakers alive, Peter Greenaway is internationally famous for an oeuvre of films such as A Zed & Two Noughts (1985), Drowning by Numbers (1988) and The Cook the Thief His Wife & Her Lover (1989). His visionary fusion of art and film is incomparable to any other filmmaker today. More recently he has completed the ambitious three-part multimedia installation “The Tulse Luper Suitcases”. Ceaselessly creative, Peter Greenway is always pushing film forward as a progressive and provocative art, in both form and content. He is currently a professor of cinema studies at the European Graduate School in Switzerland.

Text by EGS.

Reservations: +31 206231708

Location: Kriterion Cinema, Roetersstraat 170, Amsterdam, Netherlands

“The Pillow Book”, 1997 (quoted in details by Mireille Berton’s article for Sang Bleu 3&4)

Last week I had the pleasure to attend to a little exhibition of paintings of my old friend Claudia. The exhibit took place at the Eastpack flagship store on Carnaby street. I also bumped into the entire Jolie Rouge London crew.

Attending there was also an other old freind, legendary tattoo Artist Alex Reinke aka Hori Kitsune, hanging out here with my sister Jeanne Büchi and Her Husband Alejandro.

See also previous post about “carrying on the Cunningham conspiracy”.

CLAIRE FONTAINE
No Family Life – 11 Feb-19 March 2011 at Air De Paris

Living a life at 7500 € per square metre or 1800 € rent a month is possible. Paris air is on sale by the cubic metre, but this isn’t an effect of social segregation, it isn’t a form of exclusion – it’s just that the value of the ground under our feet has changed, and our lives with it.
We didn’t ask for anything, but have received expulsions and demolitions of the buildings that were still bearing our traces and our smell. We had built, in places where no one lived, spaces for being together and they were razed to the ground, priceless spaces for a few years, open to everyone who felt welcome; it doesn’t sound like much, but it’s inestimable. Because we terribly needed to live far from parquet and authentic terracotta floors, far from fireplaces with mirrors and cornices, far from panoramic views and greenery outside the window.
We remember that our first home is our body and that its inhabitants are our thoughts and our loves. We remember that life doesn’t have a price, and the places where it happens mustn’t have one either.
We remember that streets and apartment buildings are there because they are part of a world in which there is money– but there’s also blood, thoughts, childhood, solitude and illness. A world in which there is a need for money – but also a need for love, work done passionately, the urgency of being together.
Space forgets us. Space is crowded with precursory signs of a new drought. We buy a fragment of Paris, we double-lock it, we go through two doors with access codes, and a caretaker’s lodge, and we do nothing there that we couldn’t do elsewhere. We are going to fill it up with secondhand furniture painted pastel colours, we will put a coloured bead curtain in the kitchen doorway, a rug in the living-room, orchids in white pots and coloured lights around the mirror over the fireplace. We will have a bowls with fresh fruits in the kitchen, green plants in the living room, a beautiful bed-couch and bedrooms painted in clear blue. We are going to climb the wooden stairs with their red carpet before we stick our key in the lock and realise that we were wrong. We realise that this is not the present and can’t be the future. That in this fragment of Paris there is no room for anybody. We realise – as we lean on the antique railing of the window to smoke a cigarette and check our cell phone – that we are irreparably alone and that it is too late. For a life at 7500 € per square metre is not an innocent life, it isn’t an accessible life, it isn’t an open, free, adventurous, interesting life. It is a private life.

Claire Fontaine

AIR DE PARIS
32 rue Louise Weiss 75013 Paris
T. +33 (0)1 44 23 02 77 – F: + 33 (0)1 53 61 22 84

i have 200 images of today’s Mugler show. It will take me a couple of days to process them.
Here is just Jason farrer and his freind whose name I have forgotten, Rico & Nicola, and Dario (not in that order).

I am unsure whether there is anything I can say now about this that will not be said 20 billion times in the near future anyway. So I rather not say anything except: <3 (But that's not exactly "saying" something, is it?)

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