Monday 24 April 2023

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“In art it is hard to say anything as good as saying nothing.”


― Ludwig Wittgenstein, Culture and Value 

Thursday 2 February 2023

Taking the concept of the Ready-Made to new boundaries.

Chat GPT meets Guillaume Bijl:

Rocky Witzenstein: Write an essay about Guillaume Bijl.

Chat GPT: Guillaume Bijl is a Belgian contemporary artist best known for his large-scale installations that comment on contemporary society, consumerism, and the urban environment. He was born in Antwerp in 1947 and studied at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in the same city.

Bijl's work often involves transforming everyday spaces into thought-provoking and surreal environments. He creates installations that challenge the viewer's perception of reality, often using unexpected and seemingly chaotic arrangements of objects and materials to draw attention to the mundane elements of our surroundings.

One of Bijl's most iconic works is his installation, "The End of the World". This work features a chaotic jumble of discarded objects and debris, such as broken furniture, discarded clothing, and other detritus, spilling out from a room onto the street. The installation is a commentary on the state of contemporary society, with its focus on consumerism and waste.

Another notable work is "The Museum of Modern Art". This piece features a recreation of a typical museum display, but with everyday objects and consumer products as the exhibited items. The work is a humorous commentary on the commodification of culture and the commercialization of art.

Bijl's work has been exhibited extensively around the world, including in major exhibitions at institutions such as the Museum of Contemporary Art in Los Angeles and the Centre Georges Pompidou in Paris. He has also been the recipient of numerous awards and recognitions, including the Culture Prize of the Flemish Community in 1995.

In conclusion, Guillaume Bijl's work continues to challenge and inspire viewers with its imaginative and thought-provoking commentary on contemporary society. His large-scale installations are not only visually stunning, but also serve as a powerful critique of consumerism, waste, and the commodification of culture.

Rocky Witzenstein: He was not an autodidact?

Chat GPT: I apologize, I made a mistake in my previous answer. Guillaume Bijl did not teach himself but studied at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Antwerp, Belgium.

Rocky Witzenstein: Tell me more about his installation "The End Of The World".

Chat GPT: "The End of the World" is a seminal installation created by Guillaume Bijl in the 1980s. It features a chaotic and seemingly haphazard arrangement of discarded objects and debris, such as broken furniture, discarded clothing, and other refuse, spilling out from a room onto the street. The installation is a commentary on the state of contemporary society and its focus on consumerism and waste.

The installation is designed to challenge the viewer's perception of reality, as the seemingly random arrangement of objects creates a surreal and disorienting environment. The work draws attention to the mundane and often overlooked elements of our surroundings, such as discarded consumer goods and the waste generated by modern society.

The piece has been displayed in various locations around the world and continues to be a highly regarded and influential work within the contemporary art world. It reflects Bijl's interest in using the everyday and the familiar as a means of commenting on contemporary society and the urban environment.

In addition to its commentary on consumerism and waste, "The End of the World" also speaks to Bijl's broader concerns about the relationship between people and their environment. Through his installations, he aims to draw attention to the way in which people interact with their surroundings and to encourage viewers to consider the impact of their actions on the world around them.

Rocky Witzenstein: Can you repeat that, but in the local Antwerpian dialect?

Chat GPT: I'm sorry, as a language model trained by OpenAI, I do not have the ability to write in a specific dialect or accent. However, you may be able to find resources or language specialists who can translate the information into the Antwerpian dialect for you.

Rocky Witzenstein: Giêne koekenbak, dus?

Chat GPT: Sorry, ik begrijp het verzoek niet. Kunt u uw vraag herformuleren of aangeven waarmee ik u verder kan helpen?

Rocky Witzenstein: Waar is de parking?

Chat GPT: Het is moeilijk voor mij om de specifieke locatie van een parking aan te geven zonder meer informatie over de omgeving waarin u zich bevindt. Als u meer informatie kunt geven over uw locatie en bestemming, zal ik mijn best doen om u te helpen.

Monday 22 March 2021

Timm Ulrichs Stole My Art! Hahaha!!!

 ... Or did we just have the same idea?... Anyway, I was first! Ha! Or, no.. I was not! (see original post)

Ulrichs seems to be quite notorious for claiming others taking advantage of his ideas and concepts, so I imagine he's not going to be happy if ever het gets to view this post. ;-D

Ulrichs calls his rocking cradle-coffin " Die Wiegenbahre". I called mine "The big In-between". A tad more poetic I think...

Timm Ulrich's Wiegenbahre



Timm Ulrich's Wiegenbahre

https://vimeo.com/181377517

Ich kann kein Timm Ulrichs mehr sehen!!! ;-)

Although he seems to be a right pain in the ass,  I always liked some of his art...Even felt an affinity. Now I know why. He also seems to have made a sculpture incorporating the letters A and H. Unlike me he made a chair, not a ladder... so far. ;-)

Here's a clip of Timm Ulrichs complaining about plagiarists ( in German ) and a bit further on you can see his chair with the letters A and H:

https://youtu.be/Ol1WXDLeVWc?t=1769

More of Timm Ulrichs complaining here.

Still, after all, I believe Lawrence Weiner's statement that "The piece need not be built is the most intelligent position in this case, and, quite frankly, in many cases. 

Come to think of it, this is already the third time some of my concepts published here before have been "appropriated" by other artists. I must be doing something good sometimes...


Just recently I stumbled upon a poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. 

Diese Gondel vergleich ich der [Wiege,
  sie schaukelt gefällig]
Und das Kästchen darauf
    scheint ein geräumiger Sarg.
Recht so! Zwischen der Wieg und dem Sarg
    wir schwanken und schweben
Auf dem großen Kanal
    sorglos durchs Leben dahin.
In English it reads like this:


I compare this gondola
     to a pleasantly rocking cradle;
And the little box upon it
    looks like a spacious coffin.
Rightly so! Between the cradle and the coffin
    we sway and float
On the great canal
    without care through life.
A beautiful poem. So we can now say with confidence: Goethe was first! Eat your heart out Herr Ulrichs.

Thursday 16 January 2020

Cum Grano Salis

Two salt sellers as hommages to two Marcels.. Duchamp ( the original Marchand Du Sel ) and Broodthaers, since you can't have eggs ( or fries for that matter ) without a pinch of salt.*

Salt seller, shown at "Chez Le Droguiste Op Den Hoek"
at Salond'EL in Péruwelz.

Salt seller, shown at "Chez Le Droguiste Op Den Hoek"
at Salond'EL in Péruwelz.

*The Latin word sal ("salis" is the genitive) means both "salt" and "wit".

Thursday 29 August 2019

Chez Le Droguiste Op Den Hoek at Salond'eL in Péruwelz

I got kindly invited by Lieve Lambrecht, a.k.a. 2L or Deux Ailes, to participate in a new artistic project in an old former bakery shop she and her spouse Chris Straetling, a.k.a. Heinrich Obst, bought some years ago in Péruwelz, Belgium. They have done some artistic events there in the past, but things got a bit sloppy due to Chris having a new job in Antwerp and Lieve on regular baby-sitting duties with her grandchild in the Netherlands. But Lieve wanted to revive the place with a new initiative called Salond’eL, and so she suggested me to do an intervention, as a first in hopefully a new series of events.

Rue De Roucourt 67 in Péruwelz


Since I had been busy for quite some time creating a book of poems consisting entirely of anagrams of the name Marcel Broodthaers, this could be the ideal opportunity to present the finished tome along with a selection of visual works of the past years. So I thankfully accepted the invitation and started pondering the exhibition concept and to finish the book.

I opted for an approach exploiting the architecture of the premisses, transforming the former bakery into a small absurd pop-up shop entitled “Chez Le Droguiste Op Den Hoek”, as an homage to Marcel Broodthaers whose memorial stone bears this inscription.* 

Rue De Roucourt 67 in Péruwelz after the intervention


Using the shopwindow permitted me to create two dioramas, each one with cross references to the other and both with a plethora of references to Marcel Broodthaers and Marcel Duchamp along with René Magritte and another Marcel: Marien. And the painter one might consider the original surrealist: Hieronymus Bosch.

The left window's scene, focussing on my “La Mer à Boire” series, consisted of wine bottles filled with salt. The backdrop a Magritte-like cloud I captured with my iPhone camera, printed on canvas and mounted on panels. In the foreground a desert-like landscape with dunes of salt in which a little boat and a variety of bottles were placed, one of them a one meter high giant glass bottle and three oversized wine glasses, all filled with salt.

The shop window on the left side


“La mer à boire” comes from a French expression: “C’est pas la mer à boire”, literally meaning “ It is not the sea to drink”, used when one meets refusal to execute a certain task or a streak of bad luck. Marcel Broodthaers also refers to this in his book “Magie”:



 Being Narcissus.
1 sleeping _ Plains of sleep. Dreams _ etc. _
2 reading _ The book as it transforms itself into images. Let every-thing literally become mirrors.
3 drinking _ After the acid wine, the gentle wine. And then the sea.
May the glass find the clearest of springs and fill with a water saltless and full of alcohol.
4 eating _ Cobras, vipers, boas, grass snakes...
... later on to be fascinated with one’s own image as with a snake. Later again, naked.
Being an Artist.
1 sculpting _ To drown like the son of a god ! What glory !... It’s better to fake. Properties : A diver’s outfit. Several fish. Flowers.
2 painting _ Witnesses appearing on stage, the merchant with his friend, the art lover. Swearing allegiance.
3 drawing _ The artist’s writing complements or replaces his images. He signs.
4 engraving _ Market study.


The Salt Bottles in the left window


There also is the, hopefully obvious, reference to the global water shortages we are about to face, of course. The labels on the bottle state: La Mer à Boire, boisson futuriste, The Attic Salt Cº.

The shop window on the right side


The window on the right side I transformed into another surrealistic scenery.
Against a backdrop depicting an egg sitting on a mussel shell, a detail out of Hieronymus Bosch’s masterpiece “The Garden Of Earthly Delights”, I placed a candlestick with a helix-like upward spiraling foot on top of which I put a bird’s nest - crafted out of my long beard I have grown for the past 16 years or so. Inside the bird’s nest, instead of an egg, I placed a large glass saltshaker filled with the powdered facial hair I collected over a period of 8 years from an electric razor I used to shave with. So, with the helix referring to the DNA-structure and the facial hair actually containing my DNA, this amounts up to what one could call a “Post Mortem Self Portrait While The Artist Was Still Alive”. However, I like to call it “Sel De Mère, Barbe-A-Papa” ( salt of mother, daddy's beard). This work was conceived some 27 years ago and it is still a work in progress. Here, in this constellation, one could also state that I am, effectively, a window prostitute, as I have put myself "up for sale" behind glass...

The Bird's nest with the salt seller in the right window

Besides this key work I presented a small edition of a multiple consisting of a pair of spectacles, or glasses, with the transparent lenses replaced with inward facing mirrors. Again an old idea for which I now found the opportunity and financial means to materialize it in a more professional manner. The narcissistic glasses were dangling from the ceiling with nylon wire above some specimens in a red box and the “brandname” Narciss printed on them. Inside the boxes a pair of spectacles and a leaflet. Scattered on the bottom of the window some prints of Marcel Broodthaers text “ To be an artist, to be a a narcissist” as wel as some leftover round mirrors I had cut for the glasses. Furthermore I displayed two more bottle works, one called "Pisse Vinaigre" and another one called “fArt - Gaz d’éclairage - Ode Vie”, together with two salt containers bearing the inscription “Marcel”. Furthermore a copy of the book “Marcel Broodthaers In Other Words” and a visual pun on Marcel Broodthaers posing for an advertisement for Van Laack shirts, this time wearing a “marcelleke” and holding Magritte’s pipe.

The Narcissistic Spectacles and Sel-De-Mère-Barbe-à-Papa

Details in the right window


As a last intervention I put two stickers above and on the windows of the entrance door as a small homage to both Wout Vercammen and Marcel Duchamp.

Putting up the last stickers

And Péruwelz being a border town I couldn’t resist a small intervention on the physical border with France… A “Ici n’est pas là-bas” sticker next to the ancient border stone.

Border Intervention


I spent two weekends there installing the works, and Lieve proved to be the perfect hostess and a likeminded soul sister. She gave me total freedom to use the place as I pleased. And we had some good laughs.

Lieve preparing her booklets presentation


Lieve preparing her booklets presentation

Lieve preparing her textile work for the unveiling of the show



The opening event took place on Sunday august 18th. As Péruwelz is a bit off the beaten track I did not expect a lot of people to show up and was mentally prepared for a sober occasion, especially with the bad weather and heavy rainfalls the night before and most of my acquaintances relying on public transport while there had been a train strike the day before...and this being Belgium...

Before the unveiling of the shop windows


But half an hour prior to the the official unveiling of the expo the sun came breaking through and Lieve’s partner Chris arrived and brought with him Daniel Von Weinberger. Lieve had prepared a table with a chair for me to sit at in order to sign the book and Mr. Von Weinberger promptly took possession of it. Seconds later more people arrived, and I jokingly stated that seated there was the author, Rocky Witzenstein, and he would answer all possible questions. Daniel Von Weinberger immediately played in on the joke and the whole afternoon he took on the guise of Rocky Witzenstein impersonator, a serendipitous performance act perfectly timed and executed.

Daniel Von Weinberger occupying the author's seat 
Daniel Von Weinberger signing the book


Just prior to Lieve’s wonderful opening speech/performance I was out on the street smoking a cigarette with a friend when we saw a man approaching with a falcon on his arm. My mind, being wired like it is, immediately had to think of Marcel Duchamp’s “Faux-Con” and I was so taken with the scene and the little chat with this man and his five months old falcon that I almost missed Lieve’s performance. My wife had to come out to drag me back in… But I knew things would turn out good, after all, M.D.’s spirit came by to give some support. :-)

So Lieve introduced me and the book to the fine little crowd that eventually had shown up during a performance in her role as Salond’eL, between the beautiful artifacts ( small handmade booklets and textile pieces) she exhibited in the frontroom of the former bakery. 

I sold about twenty books, from an edition of 100, signed by Daniel Von Weinberger and myself, and even a bottle of “La Mer à Boire”, in which the act of selling it became a hilarious performance piece by Mr. Von Weinberger. Somebody also wanted one of the Narciss spectacles. Meanwhile, in the background, one could hear a computer voice with a very British accent read aloud hundreds of anagrams of the name Marcel Broodthaers, played back in an endless loop. Most of the time I sported a cowboy hat in the colors of the Belgian flag as another nod to Marcel Broodthaers' statement that at the end of his life he had discovered nothing in the world of arts, not even America...

The sun remained with us for the rest of the day, and the local beer, Paix Dieu, considerably helped to raise the spirits. I was very happy and very grateful to Lieve and Chris for the opportunity given.

Entering the Salon

Happy customers 
Another Broodthaers inspired work shown inside the premisses


The exhibition was on view at Rue De Rocourt 67, until September the 22nd 2019 in Péruwelz, Belgium.

Marcel Broodthaers In Other Words 
52 anagram poems 
Each line in the poems is an anagram of the name Marcel Broodthaers


The 60 page book "Marcel Broodthaers In Other Words" can be ordered via: witzenstein(at)gmail.com

* = (Nobody, except for Broodthaers’ widow Maria Gilissen, who commissioned the stone, knows what this inscription means. I have a hunch, though, that it might have to do with the droguiste in case being a local café or pub situated on a corner nearby where they used to live… One day I hope to find out for certain.)

Monday 15 July 2019

Chez Le Droguiste Op Den Hoek


Salond’el ( a section of Depinterdep) opens her door for the first time on August 18th 2019 at 3PM at Rue De Rocourt 67 in Péruwelz, a small town in Belgium on the border of France.

On the eighteenth the Antwerp based artist Eddy Gabriel will present the book “Marcel Broodthaers In Other Words” by Rocky Witzenstein. 
Simultaneously there is the opening of the expo-vitrine which will be on view until September the 22th 2019.


Wednesday 28 November 2018

Marcel Broodthaers: In Other Words

Working on a book for some years now of poems entirely made out of anagrams of the name Marcel Broodthaers.
"In Other Words" has been taken literally: the book consists of 52 poems, four lines each, each line being an anagram of the name Marcel Broodthaers.
Poetry brought to a high level of absurdity but with striking incidental references to themes of the late Belgian poet, visual artist and film maker Marcel Broodthaers.


The book will be published in august 2019 in a limited edition of 100 numbered copies. For 12 euros it can be yours.




To order a copy send an email to witzenstein(at)gmail.com


© Eddy Gabriel

Friday 2 March 2018

You Are Here. (For the lost souls amongst us.)

"You are here" sticker variations



Tokyo, Japan

Tokyo, Japan

Tokyo, Japan

Tokyo, Japan

Tolyo, Japan

Tokyo, Japan

At the "Philosopher's path" in Kyoto, Japan 
At the "Philosopher's path" in Kyoto, Japan 

Kassel, Germany

Kassel, Germany

Kassel, Germany

Shanghai, China