Klaus Kopu
The Poetry of Earth
8.11.-1.12.2019
Sat 23.11. the exhibitions are open until 6 pm.
“Trying to learn to use words, and every attempt
Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure
Because one has only learnt to get the better of words
For the thing one no longer has to say, or the way in which
One is no longer disposed to say it. And so each venture
Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate
With shabby equipment always deteriorating
In the general mess of imprecision of feeling, Undisciplined squads of emotion.”
T. S. Eliot
I try to create a world that would express the relationship between thinking and life. A world that would remain unchanged and thus defy definition, that would make all information be forgotten and there would no longer be room for decisions that are made beforehand. The world could be experienced as an organism that is born and develops, an explosion of simultaneous ideas.
Klaus Kopu
