BLOOD PASSIO N NIET

BLOOD PASSIO N NIET

6.7.09

I am the living art.MY Home 01


I am the living Art. (my Home)
I am a man of the night that smiles when the world is BAD. My Home is my shelter.

I have created every object in my fool and wonderful life.

I have my tired shoes, my hats of my twilight, the Baroque-minimal ties. I have my Records, the painting, the photos, the glass of the drink with the yellow lemon, the organ, the sax, the clarinet.

I have a voice. The bike, the talk-books, the bed where my body rests and sleep and doesn't sleep, the rosaries of a lot religions.

I have my tobacco, my electronic-machine, the ghost photo of my dead brother, the Icon of St Nicola and the Icon of a Holy Dog. I have summer fresh suits, white as the Resurrection.

I have handed of two children that run away in the night! I have my sweet home. I have the new life that smiles at me...maybe

I have a small sacred book of my mother...

This is house of everybody. The door is open. The window is open. My soul is happy with my objects.

I AM NOT ALONE. NEVER NEVER NEVER...I am the living Art

copyright minimal production XH nnb 2009 Nniet Brovdi: Text, pics & other (Private collection XH 2009)

Io sono l'Arte vivente. Sono un uomo della notte che sorride quando il mondo e' cattivo, marcio.

La mia casa e' il mio rifugio. Ho creato ogni oggetto nella mia stupida e meravigliosa vita.

Ho le mie scarpe stanche, i miei cappelli del crepuscolo, le barocche damascate, minimali cravatte. Ho i miei dischi, libri parlanti, i dipinti, le fotografie, il bicchiere del drink con il limone giallo, l'organo, il sax, il clarinetto, la bicicletta, i libri parlanti, il letto dove il mio corpo dorme e riposa e non riposa, i rosari di diverse religioni.

Io ho una voce. Ho il mio tabacco, le mie macchine elettroniche, la foto fantasma di mio fratello morto, l'Icona di San Nicola e l'Icona di un Cane santo. Ho vestiti freschi estivi, bianchi come la Resurrezione. Ho la porta con due bambini che fuggono nella notte... Io ho la mia dolce casa. Ho la nuova vita che mi attende, mi sorride...forse. Ho un libretto sacro di mia madre.

Questa e' la casa di tutti. La porta e'aperta. La finestra e' aperta. La mia anima e' felice con i miei oggetti.

IO NON SONO SOLO. Mai Mai Mai. Io sono l'arte vivente. (Nniet Brovdi xxx century)

I am the living art.MY Home 02

I am a man of the night that smiles when the world is bad. My home is my shelter. I have created every object nin my fool and wonderful life...This is my Home. My soul. I am a living art.I am not alone. Never Never Never

Io sono l'uomo della notte che sorride quando il mondo è cattivo. Io ho creato ogni oggetto nella mia stupida e meravigliosa vita...questa è la mia casa. La mia anima. Io sono l'arte vivente.Non sono solo...mai mai mai
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4.6.09

A Beautiful Day...MAYBE A Disastrous Day...MAYBE

A Beautiful Day (my body into the bad flowers)

This is a beautiful Day...Maybe Maybe Maybe. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.
This is a Beautiful world...Maybe Maybe Maybe.
I don't know...This is a sad day. Maybe Maybe.
Oh! Oh! Oh! 1. 2. 3. 3 Days for my crazy brain.What are you doing in this dark night?...in this blood night?
I know.Yes I'm sure. This is a beautiful day, beautiful night.
Why?
I don't know, because I'm fool man. Man & Man. No words.No love.No tears. No bed.No Home.
Well.
This is a beautiful day
But I DON'T CARE, I'DON'T CARE. You are a stupid man. The night is mine of me...
Mortal flowers for you/Mortal flowers for me & other & other & other
I pray I pray I pray my red tie into my flowers of the air. I pray.................in silence


(copyright minimal production XH nnb 2009-UNPUBLISHED WORK; performance made to measure for Bucharest, NY city 2009-'10)

Nniet Brovdi: automatic release(photo), performer, my fetish body,Music; voice, sax, noises, electronics, words & other.....