Miroslav Tichý (Kyjov, Czech Republic, 1926-2011) lived the absurd of art and its social functions in almost all of its stages. Or, at least, two of its ends. As a graphic artist and member of the Academy of Fine Arts of Prague, he experienced the processes of normalization of the communist regime, leading him from a promissory career as painter to a decade or so of psychiatric institutions which ended in indigence from the early 60′s to his death in 2011.
Indigence however meant to Tichý the discovery of photography. With handmade cameras constructed out of waste (paper tubes, metal plates, tin cans, plastic or glass bottles as lenses and, in some cases, parts from “formal” photographic cameras thrown away by their owners), the artist shot hundreds of photographs daily which he later lousy developed, also with rudimentary chemical processes. Sometimes he would also frame his prints with drawings or some other waste materials. Truth is after that he utterly forgot about his work and his photographs and these were accumulated into his attic to count several thousands.
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Miroslav Tichý (Kyjov, Czech Republic, 1926-2011) lived the absurd of art and its social functions in almost all of its stages. Or, at least, two of its ends. As a graphic artist and member of the Academy of Fine Arts of Prague, he experienced the processes of normalization of the communist regime, leading him from a promissory career as painter to a decade or so of psychiatric institutions which ended in indigence from the early 60′s to his death in 2011.

Indigence however meant to Tichý the discovery of photography. With handmade cameras constructed out of waste (paper tubes, metal plates, tin cans, plastic or glass bottles as lenses and, in some cases, parts from “formal” photographic cameras thrown away by their owners), the artist shot hundreds of photographs daily which he later lousy developed, also with rudimentary chemical processes. Sometimes he would also frame his prints with drawings or some other waste materials. Truth is after that he utterly forgot about his work and his photographs and these were accumulated into his attic to count several thousands.

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An old legend says that long King Midas hunted in the woods for the wise Silenus, the companion of Dionysus, without capturing him. When he finally fell into his hands, the king asked him what is best and most preferably for humans. Rigid and motionless, silent the Demon was until, forced by the king, just burst into these words, amid raucous laughter: “One day miserable Kindred, children of chance and misery, why do you force me to tell you what would be more advantageous for you not to hear? Best of all is utterly beyond your reach: not to be born, not to be, be nothing. And the next best thing for you is to die soon. “
Friedrich Nietzsche, “The Birth of Tragedy from the Spirit of Music”.
Pope with Fan Canopy, By Francis Bacon.

An old legend says that long King Midas hunted in the woods for the wise Silenus, the companion of Dionysus, without capturing him. When he finally fell into his hands, the king asked him what is best and most preferably for humans. Rigid and motionless, silent the Demon was until, forced by the king, just burst into these words, amid raucous laughter: “One day miserable Kindred, children of chance and misery, why do you force me to tell you what would be more advantageous for you not to hear? Best of all is utterly beyond your reach: not to be born, not to be, be nothing. And the next best thing for you is to die soon. “

Friedrich Nietzsche, “The Birth of Tragedy from the Spirit of Music”.

Pope with Fan Canopy, By Francis Bacon.

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Ex-libris wallows in the idea of a carnal relationship: the mark, travel scar or tribal tattoo retaining in time a physical linkage. Implies the supremacy of the owner. It is Sado, if you want…

baldespendus:

Ex-libris wallows in the idea of a carnal relationship: the mark, travel scar or tribal tattoo retaining in time a physical linkage. Implies the supremacy of the owner. It is Sado, if you want…

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We all have an old fanzine stored in a drawer somewhere.
The Pig Paper was the first self-published fanzine about music from Canada, one of the pioneers and most enduring examples of the small press in that country.
The Pig Paper Fanzine

We all have an old fanzine stored in a drawer somewhere.

The Pig Paper was the first self-published fanzine about music from Canada, one of the pioneers and most enduring examples of the small press in that country.

The Pig Paper Fanzine

Mariane Kolb
“Man is the center of a conflict. Of a mismatch. In a strike-induced currents. The arguments are nothing more that similar untrue. They come from one of the streams, after having chosen each his own streams, without clarifying things, and they are not in the substance of each stream, but in the form of the vortex caused by the shock” Jean Dubuffet – Correspondence Wiltold Gombrowicz.

Mariane Kolb

“Man is the center of a conflict. Of a mismatch. In a strike-induced currents.
The arguments are nothing more that similar untrue. They come from one of the streams, after having chosen each his own streams, without clarifying things, and they are not in the substance of each stream, but in the form of the vortex caused by the shock”
Jean Dubuffet – Correspondence Wiltold Gombrowicz.
Document fades away, with the quiet beauty reserved to the absurd, when it begins to document what never was.
Panz4 Troupé

Document fades away, with the quiet beauty reserved to the absurd, when it begins to document what never was.

Panz4 Troupé

BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE, YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID | ANTE TODO, DEBERÍAS TENER MIEDO
Panz4 Troupé

BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE, YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID | ANTE TODO, DEBERÍAS TENER MIEDO

Panz4 Troupé