Endless repetition makes the human body look like a mechanical machine. Eating, drinking and excreting are the fuel that keeps this machine running properly. The e" keeps us alive and begins to take on the shape of a 'human' and a living being.
The shape of love is different for everyone.
My ‘Love' is the ignorant desire. The unintentional act driven by love that puts us on a collision course with society and from which 'feelings', 'thoughts' and 'memories' emerge. The resulting damage, injury and grief force people to begin to have an intention and pursue, the collision of senses complicates our bodies.
Then, love has become concealed and hidden in those complex information.
But all these sensory 'memories', 'influences', and 'results' eventually depart. We will return to our bodies again, as naked as we were at the beginning of the world. My body, as a vessel that has only ever carried material 'thoughts', has no past and no future.
By performing art in the name of 'love', I try to liberate myself and let my mind free again. It's the act of going back to the way I was at birth, bringing back my body and my instincts. My daily actions are no longer about getting something or accomplishing something, but living for my actions, for the process of living itself. Live for love.
The shape of love is different for everyone.
My ‘Love' is the ignorant desire. The unintentional act driven by love that puts us on a collision course with society and from which 'feelings', 'thoughts' and 'memories' emerge. The resulting damage, injury and grief force people to begin to have an intention and pursue, the collision of senses complicates our bodies.
Then, love has become concealed and hidden in those complex information.
But all these sensory 'memories', 'influences', and 'results' eventually depart. We will return to our bodies again, as naked as we were at the beginning of the world. My body, as a vessel that has only ever carried material 'thoughts', has no past and no future.
By performing art in the name of 'love', I try to liberate myself and let my mind free again. It's the act of going back to the way I was at birth, bringing back my body and my instincts. My daily actions are no longer about getting something or accomplishing something, but living for my actions, for the process of living itself. Live for love.
Life fills up the entire void of the container
Love is a parasite
Driving the body
Continues to live greedily
Happiness or sadness
Were all love's desire for taste
My body as love
Live from now on without regard to the purpose
生活塞满了整个空隙
爱像是一个寄生虫
驱使着 这具躯体
不断喘息着
幸福或失落
仅是爱对香味的欲望
我的身体作为爱
不再顾虑目的