Attempts to communicate with the Universe. Lettres à l'Univers et autres destinataires. » Galerie Chappe

Dear Clarisse,

Mary-Noelle — Thu, 14 May 2009 21:28:37 +0000

So there it is, your first media interview about Jarvis’ exhibition of himself, with you dancing and sharing your deep views on music. And you’re not even 4. And I don’t know the people who edited this, I had NOTHING to do with it, except for the fact I took you there of course, but how could we miss such an adventure… And I’m so psyched that the word “rock” keeps rolling out of your mouth, so psyched I’ve nurtured the little punk you truly are, I think I will go smother you with kisses right now. Ok, maybe not, it’s almost midnight and your wake-up mood is tooooo close to mine ;)

I love you, punk bunny,

Your toc toc Mom.

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Dear Jarvis Cocker,

Mary-Noelle — Wed, 06 May 2009 14:14:05 +0000

I must say that witnessing your dancing and childcare talents today, during your session with the kids at Galerie Chappe, was an experience in itself. Add to that the thrill of watching Clarisse dance and shake her shaker, and you made my day!

This whole exhibition of yourself is quite something. Probably the closest to what an artist should be doing today, opening the spectrum and making whatever medium has been chosen an interaction with all other mediums. And Renkin’s photos are quite gorgeous.

Next stop tomorrow, when I come at 3pm to attend the 5 Tibetan Yoga session I’ve managed to convince my instructor to teach! Finding myself with my feet behind my head with you guys playing live, man, that’s something I never had envisioned, despite my wild imagination…

Mad Love,

MND

And it’s all livefed on www.jarviscocker.net.

Your Majesty,

Mary-Noelle — Tue, 05 May 2009 07:44:41 +0000

People are unfortunately two-sided. Their divine love and light are coherced into sharing the space with a narrow impulse for survival, which itself is force-fed fear and paranoia by our sytem based on authority and power. And Conscience makes it harder to cope with that contradiction.

Ok, I sound dramatic. But hey, what can I say, this is my belief. Human beings are taught to judge and accept judgement rather than rejoice for the miracle that life is. And when there’s a bunch of people together, and hierarchy, and power, as a means to serve an artistic end, well, of course, al hell can break loose, and hell can get tiring, unless you’re at an Arcade Fire or Polyphonic Spree concert. Or attending a church service, which I imagine has the same effect. To some extent. Connecting to something together and feeling the beauty and the hope and the vibrations of creative love, in hell and every where. Am I getting carried away here… ? Not even.

So I guess that what you’re trying to keep up with the band and making music has everything to do with the opportunities to tap into that beauty. But yes, if you’re thinking about othert art forms, chances are you’re a little bored, or too atune to the music world to accept its humanity.

That said, Artaud performed entirely by children sounds like my kind of experience. Were you thinking of having them read the radiophonic poop/caca pages? Dreamy…

And THAT said, I’m thrilled you’re thinking of coming to check out Jarvis’ exhibition of himself in Paris Thursday, that’s the day I’m participating in the yoga class Jarvis and the band will be playing live to. Of course, it’s the Five Tibetans, my yoga intructor has accepted to take on the challenge :) Bring a yoga mat. Warm up on the Eurostar, the Tibetans are pretty physical. A little twirling will put your problems into perspective. And the gallery Chappe is walking distance from my home, so you can drop bags and what not if needed. Bring a yoga mat. Ha!

I’m supposed to leave that night for the country house. Need more writing done. So might not be around to take you around….. Let me know if you wish me to arrange for another chaperon.

Mad Love,