artconnect berlin
15 Aprartconnect berlin is an online platform whit the aim to connect the different art sectors in Berlin, facilitating information, contact, ideas, jobs and services flow, promoting the development of artistic projects in Berlin.
www.facebook.com/artconnectberlin
we are launching this summer!
Simonne Jones
2 Apr2011 – currently
Simonne Jones | Musician
Simonne Jones and I are currently working together in the development of her career, helping her from the media & communication point of view.
- design and building website
- media consultant & assistance
Dustin O’Halloran
2 MarMarch 2011 – current
Dustin O’Halloran | Musician
http://www.facebook.com/dustinohalloran
I am currently working with Dustin O’Halloran, a musician, helping him develop his media projects such as his website and his facebook fanpage, trying to reach as many fans as possible. I am also starting to take care of his travelling and communication in order to organize his concerts and tours.
Sassa Trülzsch
2 SepSeptember 2010 – current
Sassa Trülzsch | Gallery
- database creation with Filemaker
- inventory of the artworks from the Gallery
- portfolio design for the artists of the gallery
- email / phone communication at the gallery with clients and artists
Egill Sæbjörnsson
2 FebFebruary 2010 – February 2011
Egill Sæbjörnsson | Visual Artist & Musician
- Projects and Exhibitions Coordination and Management
- Communication
- Artwork development, research, technical support and building
- Packing and Sending and Transporting Artwork
- Designing, building and updating the artist’s website
- Cataloging Artworks
- Finances
Reynold Reynolds
2 AugAugust 2009 – February 2010
Reynold Reynolds | videoartist
Internship
Phase 1
- Camera motion design and programming
- Live performance : camera motion control
- Drawing
Phase 2
- Art Direction
- Selection of staff / actors
- Media (blog, facebook, etc.)
Phase 3
Project Managment 3rd film of “The Secret Triology”
my dis-remembered mother
16 Mar.
My mother was born in a self destructive hurricane,
And she was so fast, that three years later she was eighteen.
Her memory was like a wee bird’s,
And everything and single day were new for her.
She called a bridge a tunnel,
And a dishwasher, a washing machine.
As my mother never remembered the words,
She created her own dictionary,
She gave me names of vegetables,
Such as carrot or chard.
Gradually, her memory became like a wee goldfish’s,
Until one day, she even forgot she was my mother.
Luckily, she reinvented herself,
In who she thought she might have always been.
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Tags: photography, poetry
my big black grandmother
16 Mar.
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My grandmother was very fat
and her presence expanded when anyone got near her.
She was a big personality,
and she walked like an actress.
Her lips were big and red,
and she had a beautiful smile.
She wanted all to worship her
and love her as the mother of the world.
She would take her shoes off
and walk barefoot on the fields.
She would hug the trees and smell the air.
She talked about positive energy,
magic flowers and eternal souls,
about the future and the stars,
about fate and luck.
One day, my grandmother became a trapped crazy mind
in a vegetable body.
She had big blue green eyes,
opened to see, taste and touch.
She spoke binary language,
like computers.
Her body became dry
and smaller and smaller.
She was becoming a baby again.
Suddenly, when she was about the size of a butter bean,
she died.
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my wee blue grandmother
16 Mar.
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My grandmother was born at the age of sixty five,
Widow, with two married sons and four grandchildren.
Her eyes were grey,
Like the tint of her life.
My grandmother didn’t live in the present,
as her mind was the book of all her past lives,
Which she shared with whoever sat down to listen.
She wanted more,
but to live,
as for her, she was born dying.
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14 Dec
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If a crow was a rabbit,
I wonder if the crow would be called a rabbit.
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If a crow was rabbit,
I wonder if the crow would eat grass,
And dig holes in the ground.
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If a crow was a rabbit,
I wonder if the crow would be a crow,
If the crow could still fly.
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Tags: photography, photoshop, poetry, theory of art


































