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Galerie Hanbell

Detached mind of love

Artist: Jeremiah

This collection of poems describes illogical, irrational desire to suffer for love, to be unique no matter the cost, to find myself and to hide in the soul of someone else. Two steps forward and three steps back looking for myself, allowing myself to get lost on the way, to follow what's socially acceptable and to go against it following forbidden fruit of love finally finding freedom in the fear of loosing it again.

*** (I talk to the stars every day)

 

I talk to the stars every day.

I talk to the moon every day.

My eyes are covered with fog,

under the irises and in the pupils

    -   black from epileptic vibrations.

(someone's footsteps led me towards each other)

I wanted to explore the world.

 

I don't know which way to turn.

When I was a little boy (3000 grams of happiness and I'm growing),

I walked away from myself (I was told what’s good and what’s bad).

Falling slowly - to the beat of my heart,

in each of the children's smiles

    -   destiny (each of them is a child's story of love).

 

Cyclical fear,

the shooting star revolution

    -   and in it, I carry the desired gaze.

 

Once upon a time I grew up.

The leaves soaked the brown-golden colors of the fall half-glances,

and to the rhythm of them - I whisper about happiness.

(I turned my steps back towards myself).

My eyes are blue again.

 

You know that the autumn melody of the world comes out from under my fingers.

*** (The human soul is merely a leaf)

 

The human soul is merely a leaf that flutters in the dark sun of autumn. I like autumn.

It is brown-golden in color and is associated with rebirth. She dances to the tune of the wind.

It is unfair when the lightest are picked, the ones that do not resist,

Do they have the right to have their hands stretched out to the Eden?

 

It is sad when psychoses bind the mind and keep desires from going out.

When desires and willingness are nothing.

When ignorance and uncertainty have greater strength and power

    -   than the gravity of the Moon.

Powerlessness is then the only word, the expression that signifies everything.

I would like to become as light as the leaves - the ones dancing on the breath of autumn.

Impossible for me to lose everything.

Being a leaf, I will wrap around the moon where I will disappear when I need to.

 

I don't want it for me.

I don't want to be the air.

I do not want my limbs and eyes to be enchanted in uncertainty.

I want to draw from the source.

There, stability and knowledge are everything.

 

To speak and to feel

            to feel and to speak.

                                                       and then to fall silent, to understand,

                                                               and to fall silent, to feel and to speak.

                      To disappear, to speak and to fall silent,

   to feel, to be afraid.

 

And to walk in silence again,

to speak about understanding

and to feel the fear of disappearing.

Will you be there?

 

In case you disappear,

- to let go vibrations it’s impossible,

to let go of feelings - without willingness,

to give up life is like giving up the heaven.

So why am I still judging the distance and strength of the fall?

 

In case you disappear.

*** (I want to dream about the war)

 

I want to dream about the war,

about dying soldiers,

about male shoulders.

I want to go on expeditions,

I want to die every day,

and to get up in the morning.

 

I want to smell the sour fragrance of the rain,

the heat on the cheeks.

I want to be one of a million,

who will hide all this war inside,

rough wrists,

broken temples,

and battlefields

    -   those for which uniforms are worn for (to fight and to die).

And then to dream deeply.

 

I want to dream of intoxicating nights of oblivion,

about these liquors and mutual support,

where no one is real.

 

I'll be the only soldier,

dreaming of passions.

The only sad one

    -   ready to make sacrifices

for those arms,

those moles on the shoulders.

I count them every night.

Only in the morning to be able to escape from under the decayed corpse.

Disappear in a battlefield,

and soothe wounds by creating new ones.

 

I'm not afraid.

These places are full of cheeky smiles

and indifferent hands.

Then I would play an old, detuned piano,

I would play about your happiness.

I'd have these few pretty smiles,

closed eyes,

and an emaciated body.

 

I would hide them everyday

- under those arms where moles have a healing power.

I would have wonderful evidence of naked love.

Under the cover of the night, I would hide them from myself

    -   never to come back again.

À propos du

Artiste

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Artiste: Susanne Tabet

Basé en Virginie, États-Unis

Instagram: @ susanne_tabet.art

Je suis ouvert aux collaborations.

www.susannetabet.com www.etsy.com/shop/SusanneTabetArt www.madebyher.com/pages/susanne-tabet-art

Susanne Tabet est une peintre abstraite contemporaine allemande qui vit et travaille à Falls Church, en Virginie. Autodidacte, elle a commencé à peindre au début de la vingtaine lorsqu'une visite à la Tate Modern de Londres a enflammé son désir de reproduire les portraits abstraits féminins distincts d'Amedeo Modigliani. Elle a continué à étudier et à explorer les œuvres d'autres grands maîtres dans le domaine de l'expressionnisme abstrait et au fil des ans, elle a développé et fait évoluer ses compétences et son style personnel distinctif. Elle se concentre toujours sur la forme féminine qu'elle donne vie avec des couleurs contrastées et des coups de pinceau audacieux et énergiques. Ses portraits respirent la force et la vulnérabilité. Pour Susanne Tabet, reflet de la complexité, de la beauté et du pouvoir d'une femme.

À propos du

Artiste

13-304 - Mateusz Pospiech.jpg

Artiste: Susanne Tabet

Basé en Virginie, États-Unis

Instagram: @ susanne_tabet.art

Je suis ouvert aux collaborations.

www.susannetabet.com www.etsy.com/shop/SusanneTabetArt www.madebyher.com/pages/susanne-tabet-art

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Susanne Tabet est une peintre abstraite contemporaine allemande qui vit et travaille à Falls Church, en Virginie. Autodidacte, elle a commencé à peindre au début de la vingtaine lorsqu'une visite à la Tate Modern de Londres a enflammé son désir de reproduire les portraits abstraits féminins distincts d'Amedeo Modigliani. Elle a continué à étudier et à explorer les œuvres d'autres grands maîtres dans le domaine de l'expressionnisme abstrait et au fil des ans, elle a développé et fait évoluer ses compétences et son style personnel distinctif. Elle se concentre toujours sur la forme féminine qu'elle donne vie avec des couleurs contrastées et des coups de pinceau audacieux et énergiques. Ses portraits respirent la force et la vulnérabilité. Pour Susanne Tabet, reflet de la complexité, de la beauté et du pouvoir d'une femme.

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