BERGEN ARKITEKTSKOLE MASTER COURSE BJAANES NATURECULTURE PARK SPRING 2013 RESEARCH VOLUME III VICTOR MAGALHAES
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it’s never them, it’s always you: one has to see what it sees.
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set the cheetahs on the loose, there’s a thief out on the move underneath our legion’s view: they have taken cleopatra. run run run, come back for my glory. bring her back to me, the crown of our pharaoh, the throne of our queen is empty. we’ll run to the future, shining like diamonds in a rocky world, a rocky, rocky world. our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmere as we march to rhythm on the palace floor. chandeliers inside the pyramid tremble from the force, cymbals crash inside the pyramid, voices fill up the halls. the jewel of africa, what good is a jewel that ain’t still precious? how could you run off on me? how could you run off on us? you feel like god inside that gold. i found you laying down with samson and his full head of hair. found my black queen cleopatra. bad dreams, cleopatra. remove her, send the cheetahs to the tomb. our war is over, our queen has met her doom: no more she lives.
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no more serpents in her room, no more, it has killed cleopatra.
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cleopatra is our beloved bjaanes. unlike human will, she lays down on grass fields, cashmere-like grass fields, with samson and his full head of hair, the dense deep green forest, striving not to be discovered, flouncing to remain untouched, to remain a virgin. the cheetahs are animals which can run faster than any other land creature. moved by selfishness, they mercilessly hunt and slay their prey, like trucks and cars, 120kph and running over anything that stands on their way. human behavior destroys nature. human behaviour cast its good intentions over land, over forests, over life. cleopatra hides in between a dilemma, an intricate relationship: on one side, she has got shiny diamonds, that sparkle like water and deceive her, distract her; on the other side, she is grounded to the rocky world, rocky, rocky world— an avalanche of concrete and asphalt that threaten her existence. she was uncovered. samson was captured, tortured and is dying alive. all the cashmere is being overlaid by synthetic materials and houses arise, like pyramids within the desert. cleopatra is now confined. although she struggles for survival, serpents found a way to her body: she was relentlessly bitten. venom spreads all over her flesh. the roads and paths, the alphalt serpents, traces her fate. her lifespan is now limited.
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for how long will cleopatra survive?
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it’s never them, it’s always you: once destroyed, never again.
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why do you always have to be somebody, why do you have always have to leave your mark, your signature, your fingerprints: why can’t you just be content with doing useful labor, like wiping your ass carefully? — jon hendricks and jean toche