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Sur le principe de la photocopieuse:
je pense qu’on peut partir de modules calibrés, par exemple des feuilles (papier, plastique, carton…), c’est déja le matériau, pas la matière, elles passent ensuite dans une sorte de matrice, moule, presse, estampilleuse, whatever, c’est la machine qui transforme, en un geste assez magistral, le matériau en quelque chose qui vaut plus. Rien d’autre qu’un système qui copie, multiplie, transforme. Ici, pour moi l’intérêt réside dans la machine, concentré de maîtrise et de puissance, mais légèrement aliéné. Mécanique, machinal, répétition, cycle boucle
Quand j’entends papier-machine, je vois juste une feuille blanche (façon de parler) et une occasion de se lâcher sans scrupules,
je suis pour qu’on fasse du clônage, mais le processus m’intérresse peut-être plus que l’objet, même si on peut faire en sorte que ce dernier soit “vendaibeul”. La séquence de mouvements:  [ un cycle reproduction par photocopieur ]  est déjà pour n’importe quel modèle une danse magnifique, on peut aussi hacker (soft/hard) des machines qui copient, introductuire une mutation dans la copie, vriller le processus, rien de tel qu’un objet produit par l’ère industrielle qui a été accidentellement individualisé, comme ces vis qui n’ont pas d’empreinte ou de filetage.
Nous sommes tous des erreurs de copies de copies avec des erreurs de copie de copie avec des ainsi de suite qu’on passe du ver à l’homme.
pure mutation art-design, je signe

Kamchatka

Dans l’élan du fort sympathique meeting de cet après-midi, j’en suggère un autre du tac-au-tac la semaine prochaine, histoire de revoir tout ça dans le frais, et accessoirement sous peu de boire une ou deux chopines…

La même horaire me va, ou sinon tout les après-midi jusqu’à 16h30…

Salut les animal, au plaisir (et un clin d’oeil au Gab s’il est dans les parages),
A.

“The anonyms” are operating under every conditions, every latitudes and with no regards of the amount of money to be gained. For these reasons, this is really difficult to follow them consequently. We located four, which seem to hold the top of the pyramid. They pass for being artists.

Called “the R“, he certainly is a real one…

Known for playing with his own life, so the other’s. Yes, the unfrequentable R.
If you’re lucky, you will find him in an Afghan’s club, a particular night, drinking thou calvas on coffees on vodkas on vin mousseux, talking to Pete, his 38 special. Don’t get too close.

Numerous rough and violent stories, numerous nicknames. A day, heard as “the elegant“, despite the very fiew pics we collected tend to assume the contrary.

“The gypsy” is more appropriated, for sure. Here is a decent close view, took with our special Contax invisible camera in Barcelona’s hot quarters, this summer.

The police got him once in Paris, as a dead drunk vagabond, but he was released a few hours later, certainly with the help of his connections in the football environment. Notice the white cream suit, he’s said to wear it until the bed.

There comes “the G“. Known for his tricks, some afford him paranormal abilities. He could be able to evaporate a handkerchief just by the look. Smart, very smart, from what we know.

One of our agent even caught him during his famous “gun summoning”. Notice they all use the 38 special. Old school guys. We are not able to confirm the authenticity of this document.

Always accompanied by a dark haired woman, who’s certainly in relation with the greek environment. May be one of the “Twelve Mussaka Eaters of Odysseus“, which proves this is serious business.

Also known as “The Mujik“, the G is a notorious socialist. After a few bottles of his favourite “Leninskaia” vodka, he can’t repress the red side. This is the only weakness we are sure of.

Other thing : they live by night.

The third one is “the M“. Don’t thrust the appearance, he not the kind of spending his time under the sun. This is an undercover.

Also known as “the Architect“, he is been said to know millions of technical datas, thus allowing him to conceive the most effective plans. Here, memorizing the properties of kevlar assembly during his l
unch.

As “the R” and “the G“, his inclination for narcotics could have lost him several times. He appears once in the French Police Bureau files, simply marked as a “funny invidual”.

The reality is different. Always looking for specific materials, this guy can travel kilometers with hundred kilos on his back. He crossed the indian frontier with 48 ingots of plutonium packed into crappy clothes, just being taken for “one of these foolish hippies who enjoy to climb the stepest mountains by foot and sleep for months in the high forest”.

Once again his versatility is remarkable. Here, took for an american tourist pissing in a pint of beer in Le Marais, Paris.

He was actually planning the infamous “Robbery of the Banque de France”, from a QG located in a quiet impasse of Ivry-sur-Seine. One of our infiltrated agent shot him while he was installing the informatic network, under the carpet.

Last, you will find the only picture of the fourth anonym, “the A“. He certainly represents the other codenames we intercepted, as to know “Le gagneur“, “Casanavo“, “Ricky l’entourloupe“, and may be “L’homme aux regard qui pique“. Notice this picture reveals the dangerous and subversive state of mind of “the anonyms“.