art is what is left

when the world is at its edge, the tides peeling away at the crust of the earth, when lightning bolts pierce the dry hardened soil and ignorant armies clash by night, what is left is...

woman scorned, man has been overthrown. the monarch, usurped by demon.
there will be anarchy if there is no...

on the very fringes of social order, when there is nothing left but earth and humidity and the tangible. human is a state of clamourous being, adam cannot reach the hand of God. when the end has come for intimacy there is nothing left but


ART.




Performance by Joseph Beuys, 1978 : Everyone an artist — On the way to the libertarian form of the social organism.