The painting (not the one shown here, though this is by the same artist) is called Liegender Mann mit Zweig - Man Lying Down with Branch. I feel great envy of the man lying down (which is enough to envy anyway) but even more of the fact that he is holding the branch upright above the centre of his body, so it looks like it's growing from him. It's not clear picture. The background is vague, washed out, a blur. But the man and his branch are more distinct. He is long and neat, his legs together, like one of those dead knights made of stone you find in old churches. Potentially, the branch could be growing out of him, keeping him pinned to the ground, but it's not a violent picture. If I were to lie down in the forest, I would like a tree to grow up through me keeping me planted and still.
This year's AV festival
is titled As Slow As Possible. Trying to think about slowness and its advantages, without having to find bizarre ways to pin myself down. How long would you have to lie down in the forest before the tree grew through you?
Labels: Anselm Keiffer, AV Festival, fats, slow, trees