Seizoens arbeid. 2020, hout, polyestertouw Door het veranderende klimaat eindigt vandaag officieel het asperge seizoen vroeger dan vroeger.
#asperges #plus_one_art
The cows are the most social things i see these days
They munch the grass in twos and threes
And stalk off to the milk parlour.
First phrase of the poem #elladeburca wrote for my exhebition @plus_one_art
'A shepard Poem' on vieuw till 11/04
#chestnut #plusonegallery
BOOTH 5A-06 at Art Brussels š„
Kasper De Vos (b. 1988, BE) lives and works in Ghent, Belgium. He studied sculpture in Antwerp and Ghent (2009ā2012) and completed a postgraduate program at the HISK in Ghent. His sculptures and installations arise from a tactile and visual pleasure, a play of formal and conceptual associations that invite wonder and dreaming.
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Last week I had the enormous privilege of staying at @rifugio_val_di_togno in the Italian Alps. At the invitation of @pizzagalleryspace and @t_siffer I got the chance to make a work there that had been maturing for a long time.
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With found pieces of stone from the area. I made alpine cheese.
Referring to the local cultural heritage of cheesemakers who graze the alpine pastures each summer. This to preserve
the cultural landscape. With Cheese as a cultural product. unique in shape, color and taste everywhere in Europe. And determined by geological and cultural diversity.
Huge thanks to the wonderful hosts @elslybeer and Thomas Siffer and the fantastic travel companions @enpleinpublic@robertmonchen@mariami.tsotadze@kalliope_lino@anekin01 Pictures by @ anekin01
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Kasper De Vos (°1988, BE) lives and works in Ghent Belgium. Followed sculpture training in Antwerp and Ghent (2009-2012) and a postgraduate course at the HISK in Ghent.
His sculptures and installations stem from a tactile and visual pleasure, a play of formal and substantive associations that make us wonder and dream. He exhibited his work at plus one Gallery Antwerp and Rodolphe Janssens gallery Brussels, De Brakke Grond Amsterdam and Mukha Antwerp. Participated in several group exhibitions such as āHow to live togetherā at Kunsthalle Vienna, and āPrelude Melancholie for the futureā at Museum Dhondāt Dhaenens, Udden Sculpture festival at Bohuslan Sweden.
His work is in several private and public collections including M KHA, MuZee, Roger Raveel museum and Middelheim sculpture park Antwerp where his work is permanently on view.
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Kasper De Vos (°1988, BE) woont en werkt in Gent, BelgiĆ«. Hij volgde een opleiding beeldhouwkunst in Antwerpen en Gent (2009-2012) en een postgraduaat aan het HISK in Gent. Zijn sculpturen en installaties komen voort uit een tactiel en visueel genot, een spel van formele en inhoudelijke associaties die ons doen verwonderen en dromen. Hij stelde zijn werk tentoon in plus one Gallery Antwerpen en Rodolphe Janssens gallery Brussel, De Brakke Grond Amsterdam en Mukha Antwerpen. Hij nam deel aan verschillende groepstentoonstellingen, zoals āHow to live togetherā in de Kunsthalle Wenen, āPrelude Melancholie for the futureā in Museum Dhondāt Dhaenens en het Udden Sculpture Festival in Bohuslan, Zweden. Zijn werk is opgenomen in verschillende private en publieke collecties, waaronder M KHA, MuZee, het Roger Raveel Museum en het Middelheim Beeldentuin in Antwerpen, waar zijn werk permanent te zien is.
I get in the water.
Lara makes a question mark with apples,
that she found in the grass.
A muddy catfish at the lake.
Bushfires on wood.
A lake is like the drum from the moon,
someone told me in a feverish dream.
Your mother still runs here after the goose.
You can feel her love.
Everywhere.
This place does not exist.
Letās do a parade.
Someone who is here,
wants to put himself on fire.
Iāve heard that they`ve built a katapult
for a man who never saw a falling star.
There was also a guy here who fell from the sky.
And then he helped to clean our shit out of the toilet bins.
And then he cycled all the way home.
For years he was on the road.
He still is.
A viking with stones on fire.
The water in the lake is getting lower,
but if you want to catch the big fish,
youāve got to go deeper.
A lake is like the drum from the moon,
someone told me in a feverish dream
Together with a fish named Su,
always chasing helicopters,
waiting for the snake lady
to arrive.
Canāt you see that everything is here already?
Why do we keep chasing helicopters?
Letās bring the boat to the water.
Letās dive in,
and never return.
And when we wake up,
we will take a last ride on the catfish.
Letās have a look from the other side.
These waves might never disappear.
To all of you and the drum from the moon,
to the catfish,
to Robert Monchen,
to Meer Meer.
See you at the lake.