Photographers’ movies are similar in technique, as they
are using the same methods and tools. However, some of them, seen on the big
screen, have the irresistible impact of the space in the picture. This one
illustrates such. Check it out here
Those tricks are
also used in custom videos - but nonetheless, thus
they form a sensitivity to fashion cinematography. And they use it to trap us for someone's business.
Starting from 9th
February up to now, within the
global network of professional real estate agency where
I benefit of the highest status -
platinum with rights to work worldwide, I
have sent 1032 invitations to join my network for
collaboration. Up to now 211 large agenciesresponded,
once acquainted with my ARTESTATE Project. In the Bulgarian
list, 11 agencies have shown interest in the second following
me. BG agencies on the marketamount to 76, in total.
Alone, I
collect twice as much interest as all of them put
together. Furthermore, I worked my way and finally created a
network for about a month. Some of the agencies
in the industry are created in the early 1893
... This is the situation. I need to consider ...
What is surprising is that this business is strictly regulated and
deviations from the rules as well as from the industry standards created in the
last centuries are considered at best for incompetence – which throws you out
of the circle immediately. At worst - for dishonesty and fraudulence, etc - genetically
inherent to our national business practices. Therefore, the acceptance of the project of an artist, moreover coming from SUCH a country
(BG) was amazing.
So with these clarifications - if we consider the process as a
sociological survey among the best
agencies in the world, I enjoy 20.44% approval.
And so. Today, I should have travelled to Southampton. From there to New
York. That was the plan and I managed to accomplish something else. On the road...
I am very curious about the reactions of our art critics. Is this sculpture, asked a member of the
state commission, which had to approve and accept the constructions for my
exhibition. This is not art, was the 1987
reaction about the beginning of Black -
White Visible – Invisible. Krassi Rusev, who presented it in Turnovo
University last year, was bombarded with attacks ... The same thing until today
... That’s the Way it is Here.
For several years now I claim that Culture
is Economy and Economy is Culture - quite disturbing statement for
our area. I am an artist. Well ... Trump is not a politician, either. Old perceptions
are dying – it is time to choose. And good things remain - and become more
beautiful ... Look!
I remain with very mixed feelings regarding a Ph.d.
curriculum in a reputable university in Bulgaria. The curriculum is on my early
work. Avant-garde in Bulgaria. That does not flatter me. The last years, I went
through adventures exceeding substantially my experience of dissidence.
That is not the problem. It is superficial to indicate
a public scandal as the start of something meaningful. I had ideas to share
rather than to overthrow the authority. Even today, I am asked what happened when
my exhibition was destroyed and not why I worked that way. That is the best way
to ignore aspirations to examine and reflect important cultural events of the
time. For example, the realization of 4'33'' and Construction of John Cage
in Bulgaria Hall in 1978 by the group of Prof. Dobri Paliev.
This
issue – so so. The first avant-garde exhibition, as I repeatedly and on every occasion
remind, is the exhibition of works by Malevich, Kandinsky and other world
avant-garde artists, inaugurated on 21st September 1921 in the editorial
offices of the “Vezni” magazine. The curator is the vanguard artist, Geo Milev.
The problem there is that his work is interpreted epidermally as a political
act. First-class art! The reason for getting political implications. The focus is
shifted to the SUBJECT. If the subject was the most important thing in art, so
that was rather journalism – reflecting public events with the means of art techniques.
Actually THAT is the understanding of art in our country - as fine art.
Nikola Kozhuharov, A Dragon Loves Me, Mother 1922
"Socialist
realism, colleagues, is to paint portraits of the comrades so that they could
be able to identify themselves" - prof. Dechko Uzunov explained to his
students what exactly they would learn and do, back in 1972. This provincial
view, which belongs conceptually to the 19th century, still forms the
professional mindset here.
From
this perspective, the study of theesteemed by me
Maya Gorcheva is dedicated to the subject of the work, and she included me in
her academic study about the image of the Dragon in Bulgarian Art. That's how
my Water Dragon fell on the same shelf with "A Dragon Loves Me, Mother"
"Dragon wedding" etc. major works, forming Bulgarian spirit.
Veselin
Dimov, Water Dragon 1983
I
thanked also for the embarrassment to be in the company of P. Y. Todorov, Petko Staynov, Geo Milev and so on. Since it
became complicated, I will play you a favourite piece with ethnographic focus
:) Was it the theme which formed the meaning, the sound and the composition!?
And what would you get from the analysis and?! Look. It is called Voodoo Child.
The
view that art simply interprets and recreates already existing reality is
superficial... It forms this sensitivity, which is the basis of perceptions and
Reality creation.
After
the initial rush, the wave of requests and interest fades away. Until this
morning the agencies around the globe, for which the existence of the project makes
sense are 172. At 2 pm, their
number rose to 184. I am slowly constituting my ARTESTATE CLUB. Right now I am
not permitted any mistake. And when you climb over a mountain- a
broader horizon emerges - and more and more significant challenges appear .... which
turn out to be new opportunities. In fact, the essential work does not end here
- but starts.
Greetings with a favourite band. Old friends
should be appreciated.
I am
smoking on the bridge over the river. I feel tired today – about 15 km on foot.
Beyond the water on the lawn, two beautiful horses act in spring mood. It is so
nice - simple and natural. That is the way the plants bloom - the flowers we
innocently admire are in fact their sexual organs.
We know
it. We did not realize it.
And art
in our land is also prompt and fascinating. I particularly like that such
beautiful paintings decorate vessels for everyday use.
They
were not intimidated from honestly same-sex couples scenes like this. The
drawing is filled with enthusiasm and brush goes lightly and confidently.
Sincerely
and genuinely, two medieval ladies use devices and accessories to express their
affection. It was a practice between samurai.
And I
never liked much this scene of Yoko Ono and John Lennon. Is that Andy Warhol in
the middle? I do not want to delve into the internet on the topic. I do not
know why it looks so gay, perverse and insincere to me. I really like cloud
Yoko Ono - she was great at the Biennale in Venice.
I have
to go. For a few more kilometres on foot through the meadows.
My project
ARTESTATEhas been on the
market for about ten days.
The market where I am present,
covers the globe and is changing
constantly. However, there are parameters - today at 9:23 am, Sunday, March, it was .... I can
not read it – the figure is EUR 1144195815 023. My contribution is one million. A
drop in the ocean ...
The agencies are
176,480, 128 of them are in
my network. ARTESTATE CLUB. Still they are great - everything you have dreamed of as places on the globe - Maui,
Caribbean, New Zealand, Miami, Washington, New York ... California, Sao Paulo
and Mexico, Nepal, Sydney,
Buenos Aires, Copa Cabana ... Mauritius, Malaysia ... I’ve listed only
the cherries on top of the cake.
Good morning! I‘ve
checked my mail and am going to drink coffee. 5 km away. I’ll be there in an hour. I am training carefully. I stare at myself because I do not
know what is the state of everything ... When I come back I will
chop wood - instead of
going to the gym. I don’t
have my boat, and I miss rowing.
I have
gone for seven years to the mattresses. Starting from the article in The New York Times about my student. I won. Do you know what victory looks like? Wherever you look, only ruins. The rest are lying supine. You are standing, and should not
be ... It was the most brutal
training which I’ve ever
passed.
I crossed the valley
for just over an hour, but I
stopped at the bridge over the river
to smoke and to look around. A
muddy spring river. Not so deep as in other years. I've known it in its
power and when its murky muddy waters flood the whole
valley. I pass the square at a good
pace and the drier of the local illegal taxi shouts a greeting. It is launched on the market ...
In the café I order latte as a reward. Well, it’s not the
same as in Lido di Jesolo, Venice, but the owner circles around me as a pair of
compasses. She is a student at the Medical University Varna, which she told me
upon my sitting at the table ... I had not invited her... beyond any doubt, and
the next place will be on my knee.
An elder woman looks uneasily and wickedly at me from behind
the bar - apparently her mother. She has immediatelyjudged that I am no good! ..
Well, I'm not 30, my hair is white, not blond and I did not come with a white
Mercedes but on foot . She is not good for Saskia either, even massive enoughand it is only because I see that some sense
of humor took place of my libido - and this is already alarming.
"You took all my wealth
And you ruined my health,
And now you won't pee, you old fool."
That is what the medieval poet
writes on the subject.
Rembrandt and Saskia 1635
But I am on the market of flesh, the way they imaginemundane life here. My Muse
will be amused with the story, she knows what mundane life is, and I am attracted
by the studio.
My first work in this studio dates from 2007. Its name is ALTAR,
it is painted on the wall and the ceiling with the light of three strong
spotlights. "Classical work"
– Ruen said.
I only sent it to Rouen to see it. He had begun to write a
book about me and that is why I shared it. He was carried away, however. His
girl has started something on the oceanic islands, she told me over a glass of
vodka in the cafeteria of the Union. Underwater photography maybe!? .And he
could not take it Who knows?
The morning is as
if taken from a children‘s book - lonely roosters can be
heard, birds are breathless waiting for the sunrise. The tipped early grassesare
wrapped in nocturnal humidity, light
seeps through them and the
meadow seems almost transparent. The
sun peeked from its favorite
spot and saw us all waiting
for it, gained courage and showed, ablush. Soon it will shine over the lower end of the valley, where a small
provincial town is squeezed tight
between the river and the hill.
I am drinking coffee at the window. After a while I’m going to sit at the computer. I do not know where to start
from. My Muse has found a new way to make me think of her constantly –
now she has to overcome a new life challenge. So let’s encourage her with a morning song.
The air is
permeated with nocturnal forest humidity and the
dim light from
the distant lamps of the houses across the valley
barely makes its way to me. In the heavy smell of wet leavesmuffled rhythmic calls of the leader of the flock
are heard. I listen to the ordered swish of their wings. Sounds like thrusts of
rowers in long heavy boat. They fly in concentrated
stupor.
Spring is coming.
The sound was fading away behind the trees
when the phone rang. A Letter from Maui.
I miss the owls. Shortly after this time
of the year, their mother was convincing them to throw themselves, heads down, from the roof, which
would be their first flight. My roof is high enough and they had time to recover and to
land on one of
the trees. Which puts an end to the lesson. Not really,
because returning to the nest was next– they had to climb their
heavy children's
behinds on their own from the branch to the
hole in the roof - and from there to the
nest. The nest
was over my bedroom. I have a fireplace in the bedroom, rather than a plasma TV. For this reason, if you
need to lay eggs and raise your young in a warm and safe place - the best option in the
area was near the chimney above my bedroom in my studio.
Furthermore, experience had proven that I do not eat their mice in the courtyard. I wouldn’t eat yours either - I'm vegetarian.
I am
smoking in front of the café where I write. Allegedly the village café, but the milk is from a cartonrather than from a cow. Modern stuff.A man with a gun comes from the other side of the
street, from the police station. I have no gun. I have a computer and internet. He came out just when I was
thinking over the first sentence. The first few.
Tonight I should be at a jazz party. In Washington, DC. My colleague invites me to herJazz Broker's Open. They liked my project ARTESTATE.
Since my first exhibition, art and
property are related for me. It’s simple - I sold my apartment and thus funded Terrainand
Constructions. Later, as you know, it was destroyed. I had anticipated and I was at that time in Hungary. Going to the mattresses- as Mario Puzo writes. And from time to time the
same way so far ... but today I am writing to you... That’s the way it is Here.
Yet, Ilian Lalevhas a boxing gym. Nedko Butsev – an advertising agency. Vladimir Ivanovis professor and considers himself an artist. Yes. In his free time. Otherwise he is
a teacher. That is
another profession.
I have merged them into one because life is complete and how, where and with whom you live it is part of
your art work. Being an artist is a view, not a profession. And if you really arean
artist, you manage to raise the curtain. And the traces left of it – that is what the act of
art is. And once you peek, nothing will ever be the same again.
