David Chirot (xxxx-2021)

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Comment by Ruud Janssen on September 3, 2016 at 1:06pm

David was online again on Facebook today. So he's doing well.

Comment by Ruud Janssen on September 3, 2016 at 9:04am

FOR CHERYL PEN IMAGE OUT OF A SUDDEN VISION OF YOU

Comment by Ruud Janssen on September 3, 2016 at 9:02am

news on Facebook:

David Chirot

9 hrs ago · Milwaukee, WI, United States ·

hello everybody everywhere! a long hell being out of touch wit all--missssing u and writing telepathic messages by the minute havedone lots and lots of new art and writing to send out sp immensely happy to be with all of you love and onwo/ards ever!!-dbc

Comment by Ruud Janssen on December 2, 2015 at 6:46pm

Having lived in Indiana and also Russia and Poland, Chirot, is well-schooled in life’s fluctuations.  Some of his favorite artists are Baudelaire and Rimbaud, those effigies, those iconoclasts and travelers aware that, as Frederick Engels states, “the most pitiful reality corresponds with the most high-sounding phrases,”  Engels quotes Charles Fourier stating that “under civilization poverty is born of superabundance itself.”  In the same way, meaninglessness is created by excessive power.  Far from cynical or nihilistic, Chirot might perceive in the writings of a figure such as Marx the pre-empting languages of aimlessness, self-seduction, self-extinction, pure methodology or, most certainly, “exchange value.”  

For Chirot this fascinating anonymous nature, close to us on our daily strolls, yet always disappearing quickly around the corner, always saying less than we ask, always communicating only in clues,

never giving a conclusive answer, always setting us free, is located in “found” material. 

source: http://galatearesurrection25.blogspot.nl/2015/11/featured-essay.htm...

Comment by Ruud Janssen on December 2, 2015 at 6:45pm

This, then, is the “new world” of David Chirot’s “visual poetry,” one in which, if I may say so, he seems to find himself rather comfortable.  It is a world whose common features go beyond superficial disparity.  This is a world in which logic is our only tool but also our only reality.  In many ways, Chirot agrees with Barthes in terms of the Death of the Author.  Chirot’s work depicts the origins of language.  For  Chirot, the “book” of the ephemeral and the eternal exists a priori in the beautiful and interesting wonderland of the infinite—as it always did.  The journeyman artist-artisan, whom in Chirot’s work is only partially formed, “finds” the the novel, the message, the poem, the Being latent in the metaphysical geology and hard rock of profusion and liberation.  There is no history only “historicity.”  There is no time only “duration.”  Chirot’s visual poetry is the rustic ark of civilization which must continue to aimlessly float upon the flood of its own self-doubt and self-questioning until it once  again finds a place of rest on dry land.  But that resting place is only temporary. In an artwork such as “Poems Without Poets,” Chirot uses “actuality,” the torn up sidewalks, the rugged worn surfaces that remember and memorialize the unfinished lives of “the people,” the sad panorama of the oppressed, murdered neglected masses of humanity, the dropped bombs, the voyages and migrations, the economies of need-versus-death in such a way that the adversity of winds and storms has etched the graphic furrows and “words” into an exposed composition that contains more compassion and “impressions” than any human hand could ever convey.  Like Philippe Soupault’s The Last Nights of Paris, aided by “a prostitute, a sailor, a dog,” Chirot seeks to catch a glimpse of the mutilated, the missing and the dead. 

source: http://galatearesurrection25.blogspot.nl/2015/11/featured-essay.htm...

Comment by Ruud Janssen on December 2, 2015 at 6:43pm

see : http://galatearesurrection25.blogspot.nl/2015/11/featured-essay.htm...

Though the material of his current work is by no means unfamiliar, it seems that the world of David-Baptiste Chirot’s art could be described as a radically “new world.”  On the other hand, it could be, like the stars we see today with our naked eyes, actually a world whose temporality is nearer the

beginning of the universe.  Perhaps it is a world we have seen previously which we will see again.  Perhaps it is a world revealed by gravity and black holes.  Perhaps it is a “paradis artificiel” spoken of by the poet Baudelaire, a world constituted only as a dream.  Perhaps it is a dead world or perhaps a living world that leads us to life.  Perhaps it is a world of eroticism or else a world of rationality. A world that is random or a world directed by fate.  A world based on sight or a world based on blindness. An “imitation” world, “infinitely deferred”—a world that knows nothing about itself and is capable only of knowing nothing about itself—or  a world whose prodigious imagination, that “lives by truth,” “breaches” its own understanding and continually escapes and rediscovers itself.  Is it a world ruled by “happy endings” or a “chaotic” world of “free will”?  Perhaps it is a failed world of madness or a new born world of vision.  Perhaps.  Perhaps, 

Comment by Ruud Janssen on October 30, 2015 at 8:31pm

no news now for some time.....

Comment by Ruud Janssen on September 22, 2015 at 7:28pm

one hour ago from David on Facebook:

(https://www.facebook.com/david.chirot?fref=nf)

back yet again all worldwide deeply loved and misso depressed enraged near suicidal at not being in youch with you and not being to send other than snailmailtrying to see if can send images aranyl i am preparing for inda watching satyajit ray amonf others reading lotsed"friends" andFRIENDS most special--working on projects all summer--finally got new
--sorry two sentences mixed up dreaming nightly of indian film and work am making for it am sure wiill be made by bengalitsel using me as poor scribe among dust and dung

damn can not send images yet thank youu all alaways for yr frinedsip and for all the great marvelousbooks all kinds cheryl penn, jerome rothenberg, eric basso--it is arriving among the greatestest gift with love that on may

damn cannot send new works for a few minutes so good to be back computer laptop like learning new language

Comment by Ruud Janssen on May 10, 2015 at 1:11pm

Comment by Ruud Janssen on May 10, 2015 at 1:11pm

recent photo on Facebook.

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