Part two of my creative 'dadaistic' collaboration with artist James Li, who used a trip to his hown town Hong Kong in late 2015 to take some pictures on top of photographs I made in Vienna a few weeks before.
You are all indicted; stand up! Stand up as you would for the Marseillaise or God Save the King.... Dada alone does not smell: it is nothing, nothing, nothing.
Hiss, shout, kick my teeth in, so what? I shall still tell you that you are half-wits. In three months my friends and I will be selling you our pictures for a few francs.
Manifeste Cannibale Dada
By Francis Picabia (1920)
You are all indicted; stand up! Stand up as you would for the Marseillaise or God Save the King.... Dada alone does not smell: it is nothing, nothing, nothing.
It is like your hopes: nothing.
Like your paradise: nothing.
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| Like your idols: nothing. |
Like your politicians: nothing.
Like your heroes: nothing.
Like your artists: nothing.
Like your religions: nothing.
Hiss, shout, kick my teeth in, so what? I shall still tell you that you are half-wits. In three months my friends and I will be selling you our pictures for a few francs.
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