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Associate Artists

Mariusz Grygielewicz

2003

Mariusz Grygielewicz is a Triangle France Resident in 2003. The archives of Triangle-Astérides do not allow for the determination of the exact dates or the duration of this residency in 2003.

Mariusz Grygielewicz was born in 1971 in Gorzow Wielkopolski (PL), he lives and works in Marseille and Paris (FR)

I am leaning over the edge of a cliff. My skull is filled with unspeakable chaos. I no longer believe the world can be changed. No more revolutions. No more avant-garde. The creation of an objective apparatus in the form of an elite drawn from all of humanity is impossible, since the growth of intelligence suppresses the courage to act. The greatest sage does not carry his ideas through to the end, out of fear. The fear of oneself is not a legend, but a fact. I look into the void. A woman with a candy walks by. I eat the candy. Alone, I can do nothing. And now I cry, ashamed, solitary, once so wild and enterprising. I could not even write a good poem, or worse, I would not even want to write one. I don’t even know who I am. Politically, of course. Brrr. Existential shivers. In life, I am like an old jester reduced to hanging around, to lazy rummaging, to the synthesizing analysis of the triflings of young contemporary creation. The woman with the candy walks by again. I eat it again. This is one of the decisive and decorative moments of brain mockery. Brains no longer interest me. I want to change professions. I want to work honestly, courageously, on the first sensitive spot of existence. Alone, I can do nothing. I love other people’s feet. I will fix their heels, they will hold them straight, like never before. I begin to dream again. I will change professions. I want to work on the existential foundation, on the posture of the human spine. I want to be the shoemaker, the cobbler and act and repair the world at its base. That will soothe the frayed remains of my revolutionary sadism and avant-garde chimeras. I will have the feet. The feet, the feet, the feet. Everything will walk. Heads will no longer bow, like never before.

Mariusz Grygielewicz, 2006