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                     dIMITRA kOULA

                     Lives and works in veria, greece

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                                                                  Contemporary thought is eclectic.  Man is moving ever closer to a culture of
                                                                 becoming, and not of being.  Art, in general, thus becomes an evocation of
                                                                 other possible worlds, provided that it does not have history at its complete
                                                                 disposal without having first run through its spatio-temporal context.  But
                                                                 nowadays this does not happen.  Now man is disappointed by art because
                                                                 he expects from it the realisation of something that is other-than-himself.
                                                                 He expects new indications, while art can only manage to pile dust on dust.
                                                                 The most tragic and painful aspect is that in this culture of becoming man is
                                                                 ever more aware that he is a creature that can in no way go beyond itself.
                                                                 Faced with the rapid-fire mutations of objective evidence, he is destabilised
                                                                 and incapable of finding his centre within the real.  The artist, the poet,
                                                                 incapable of taking charge of the real that is incessantly eluding his grasp,
                                                                 substitutes it with a universe of signs, colours and words that endlessly
                                                                 repeat the painful truth: “man is a creature that possesses no means with
                                                                 which to move beyond itself.  he is a prisoner of his own making, incapable
          tHe KeY HOLDer OF tHOUGHts, 2007 MIxED MEDIA 7½x11½x15½ IN. / 20x30x40 CM.
                      UNtItLeD, 1999 OIL ON CANvAS 62½x72½ IN. / 160x185 CM.     of fighting himself”.  This is an implacable repetition that, however, remains
                                                                 immutable before the void of life; it continues to repeat itself precisely
                    BUs DrIVer, 1999 OIL ON  CANvAS 70½x70½ IN. / 180x180 CM.   
                                                                 in order to find an escape route, a solution to dramatic, anxiety-ridden
                                                                 tension. Yet in our era, people often become artists to satisfy a need for
                                                                 identity; art is used to affirm a depressing and lamentable individuality,
                                                                 and this is an agony we are all guilty of having brought about. Art is art.
                                                                 Poetry is poetry.  writing is writing.  And this is all. (Excerpt)
                                                                                          The Loss of Lyricism by Andrea Pagnes





























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