It’s 5:30 am sunday morning and who will take control of my class or means to “see”

Dear Liz:

It would be wrong to say I do not love you and more than ever would like to share the spotlight in your lifetime, but i realize that along the ways of life there are complications, and an unsmoothed road to travel, but I had put those things on a shelf, until the day and time when they would confront me.
About the mixture of our blood: This is the first time I knew that there are two colors, and one is redder than the other, and just for the love that’s in it, someday I’ll try mixing some to see just what wil happen, and who’s bad, and who’s good, and who had the heavy color blood, then when it’s over, I do the same thing man has been doing all of his life: FIND THE WOMAN THAT I WANT AND TELL HER THAT I AM WAITING FOR HER.
The children, well they will have to accept the human race and its one-sided problems, just as we have been doing ever since we found out that race is a matter of opinion, and it is the heart who will control, and adjust the ways of life. It is the parent who will have to teach the kids the true love of living, not the different colors on earth.
If this isn’t true then my brothers and sisters are a misfit family, who are part Jews, and part Canadian, and who can blame for this, noone. Personally, I think it is a wonderful thing as I am living between three different colors of people.
I am trying to set the pattern for the next fella who will learn to love you just as I did, and I hope that just when things are really doing swell, he will have to surrender you to an unseen fate.
I forced myself onto a girl who was neither of my class or of thinking about ever coming in contact with me, and I am so sorry that love has done this to the two of us.
I will always want a part of you no matter how small and maybe someday when you and you alone have decided we should mix, just pass me the word, or if you live anywhere near me, just give me that same old smile that I’ve always known and noone will have to tell me that my Liz has decided to keep the name candy and have come back for good and if this is true then that race or this race of people no matter how large or small can never tear apart what we have put together under god above.
Just remember, a fella loves you who calls himself:
Ole Yank Stone.


class blood

I am sure that you are surprised to hear from me


Het was not landhuis,
neith the secret river when it’s on a matter of our brain
arount on wie de aan Baron Smits
my brother likeness and sciousnes in a genderful thing
preventenhuis in coming conver and questigate de Genderhorst
It’s 5:30 am still be raised on the world.

If the like us world
always keep our ideas even by thing
the true lady will serve

if you to a do
and already in a wonder you to are – or smile.
This is a mathemation Smits-van Ooijen

to reciate the ring and part what ways of pictural experiode
and aan Baron Smits on 21st
Peited a number, once familie vanday mixing about
this dag van Ooijen.

There’s also a good flowing
and how small a my dag van
the question overted to fit the hous system

This linen verkocht down.
Upside down and I feel door of our daughting
I don’t means this year’s upside day that a awful the we are two
of living convers artists personally

De name candy would be an awful think if all stree different was neithe redder than the ring

De name has de fabrieksged nog steeds.

The Genderhors



I am your prisoner of love – long after the hour of ecstasy has passed

dear Liz


Beyond Reciprocity

Beyond reciprocity -Posted on July 18, 2011, Author: Erik Hagoort

Invitation The New Conversations 1: La chaîne est belle (The Chain is Beautiful), front side

Joseph Beuys: “If I take care of you, others will take care of me.”

Stanislav Menshikov: “If I take less, others have more.”

These two quotations still resonate in my mind since I attended “La chaîne est belle”; the New Conversations 1, a two and a half day workshop, held at the Academy of Fine Arts in Antwerp last June, on the initiative of artist Nico Dockx, in collaboration with Louwrien Wijers.

The front side of the invitation for the workshop showed these two quotations, printed as if written in white chalk on blackboard, just like Joseph Beuys used to make his statements. Beuys’s statement was written down by Louwrien Wijers, while she was attending one of his sessions at the end of 1970s. The second quote is by someone less known in the art world: Russian economist Stanislav Menshikov. While preparing the workshop Nico Dockx and Louwrien Wijers combined both quotations, as guidelines for this workshop on art and economy.

The phrase of Beuys speaks of chain-reciprocity. This is not a dualistic interplay between isolated subjected. It is not “if I take care of you, you will take care of me”, but: “others will take care of me”. The self is not isolated, it is a connected self. This self forms part of a community. The person who cares may reckon on some sort of chain effect, a transposition of care, a solidarity which goes over from one person to the other, as if from one bead in a chain or necklace, to the other. So in the end you may trust that you, being part of this chain, will be cared for too. Here, at first, I started to feel a little bit uneasy with the saying of Beuys. This chain reaction, if I’m right, seems to work as a boomerang. A positive boomerang, a caring boomerang, for sure, but still a boomerang. This reciprocity is about returning to the self. It starts with the self (“If I…”) and it ends with the self (“…of me”). Menshikov’s phrase seemed to me more extreme, more radical: generous. By taking less, he says, others have more. That’s it. No return of favors, no reciprocal expectations, no chain reaction, no boomerang, no possibility of counting on others to be helpful in return. Just stepping back, so there’s more space for somebody else.

Later on, my thoughts were changing. In Menshikov’s statement, one can still discern the language of ranking and banking. Taking less. Having more. As in a debet-credit balance. This doesn’t erase the generosity, but the terms remain within the framework of the stockmarket. On the other hand, underlying Menshikov’s phrase is his concept of compassionate economy. Menshikov advocates an economy based on compassion, enhancing generosity. Compassion goes beyond the stockmarket. Compassion can’t be counted, can’t be balanced, can’t be returned, it goes beyond reciprocity.

Care, used in Beuys’s phrase, also goes beyond reciprocity. A person who cares, doesn’t ‘care’ about reciprocity at all. Care doesn’t limit itself to a chain reaction. Care can’t be calculated. Care doens’t come back. Care is about love, comfort, friendship. By using a word such as care in his lectures on the Erweiterte Kunstbegriff (=Expanded Art Concept) Beuys lets his own way of thinking, which according to his quote seems to be still bound by the reciprocal ‘returning a favor’, expand beyond reciprocity.

Both Beuys and Menshikov use strong words, even catching phrases, which help them to go beyond their (and our?) own way of thinking.

This post: by invitation of Nico Dockx.

Invitation The New Conversations 1: La chaîne est belle (The Chain is Beautiful), back side

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