25 aprile. Italian Resistenza
I am in love with Dottirslonza as one loves a friend,
as one loves Sophia.
Am I in love with Sophia Dottirsolnza?
I want to be her friend and her campaign, but I do not want to be Dottirslonza, the artist.
I am curator, I do not want to be an artist. I resist.
The artist is a leader of a totalitarian movement, and personalistic.
Making art means to be a fascist.
The artist is a selfish creator. He is conceited and jealous of his own work.
I will not yield to the lure, to the temptation to own works that can not be created.
I will not yield to the temptation to declaim myself as an artist.
…Just for one minute?
“Ik ben een curator” – I am in love with Dottirslonza / I resist
I resist to the propaganda of my ego.
I do not join the group of mermaids singing, i will not emulate the artist and will not try to seduce other passersby.
But I follow the leaders whome I command to step aside.
I love the artist.
I love “S”ophia Dottirslonza.
I love to hear the sirens,
but I resist to love.