While wandering around the Sculptur-Projecte 2017 in Muenster, Germany i stubble on the most amazing concrete poetry, called Tender Tender by Michael Dean.
It might be inspired by the many love-locks you find around in the city, but no explanation was given, which makes it even better. Looking at it from one site or the other site, you see what you want to see, it plays with seeing and reading.
What do you see while you are reading a poem, or a story, or just one line.
The poem is juxtaposed around all over and in the sculpture. At times shredded and than it is crumbled and even painted or hidden behind a wall on the top floor.
You can see it from above like organised chaos, but perhaps thats what love is, organised chaos.
Only to shred that idea when you see a printed danger tape with frecksake fucksake. Yet while on your knees you see love.
butte why than, yes why than, all the fists hmmmmm ok that one goes with the crossed fingers so why.
well one thing shows through it all the meaning of concrete, right there, everywhere, but don’t follow me just see it yourself and go on your knees to see every detail and than go up into the air to see it from that different angle.
OOOOOh and when you spy through that screen don’t be surprised to see love you should not see.
however i just and i mean just LOVE it it made my day and even month finally creative writing a very creative love song butte it is not a love song
lots of love