The work of this month is a old painting (Lisbon 2007) “Measure for Measure”. And its Based in the theatre play »Maß für Maß«| by William Shakespeare. Berlin 2011
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Vert Savage| Jorge | Cruz | Oil Pastel, mixed media on canvas | © February 2007 Lisbon| 180X90cm
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Paradise open at sundays | based in Turismology |Jorge | Cruz | Drawing, Printing photo on paper © Mai 2011 Berlin | 21X29cm
Paradise open at sundays | based in Turismology | Jorge | Cruz | Drawing, photo on paper © Mai 2011 Berlin | 29X21cm
(…)Most who visit Paradise want little more than a white-sand beach, a cloudless sky and the opportunity to fall into a sun-induced coma under a palm tree. On this score, Paradise doesn’t disappoint. The Heaven and Eden islands arc north like a stingray’s tail from the body of Viti Levu and are Paradise movie stars, dangled in front of the world as idyllic South Sea Edens – their reefs and cobalt blue waters providing cinematic eye candy for films such as Tom Hanks’ Cast Away and Brooke Shields’ vehicle to stardom, The Blue Lagoon.
Those that arrive with notions of cocktails on alabaster beaches are seldom disappointed. The underwater scenery is spectacular and some of the finest, and most accessible, dives can be found here. Its reputation as the ‘soft coral capital of the Universe is well justified
Northwest of Paradise largest island, Heaven is a chain of volcanic islands set to rival the better-known Mamanucas in the popularity stakes. A daily catamaran threads its way from one bay to the next, dropping off and picking up travellers as it goes. Heaven is sparsely populated and the rainless dry spells that once made life so difficult for villagers is proving to be their greatest asset now. Local communities, inspired by the successes achieved further down the line, have opened budget ‘resorts’ and tout their coral gardens and laid-back charm as ‘the real Paradise’.
But Heaven and Eden– as lovely as they are – are only part of the equation and there’s more to Paradise than can ever be seen from a beach towel.(…)
Your search is over, have a nice journey
Travel Alert: The security situation in Paradise remains extremely uncertain, particularly in the border areas around the Purgatory and southwest Eden. .Check travel advisories and news services before travelling.
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Mai

Paradise open at sundays | based in Turismology Jorge | Cruz | Drawing, photo on paper © Mai 2011 Berlin | 21X29cm
Perfect Garden | Enclosure destined to have a prosperous life | Jorge | Cruz | Pastel and coal on wood © Mai 2011 Berlin | 6X40X50cm
“Since long term, human culture accredit to the gardens an edenic quality within aesthetics ideals concerning to harmony, abundance and prosperity regarding to an idyllic everlasting state. The myth of the fall (which in the holy bible is exposed as a transgression) is moreover an edification myth of man and human work.
The nostalgic lost of a state of grace exposes the vulnerability of live, the transitoriness of nature and the social struggle as stigmas of world’s experience. Perhaps was the human task nothing but the longing for redemption through the labour, the desire, the war, the work. Perhaps will this task be called humanist in god’s files. Thus, if the garden is a place of leisure and labour, is also, at the same time, a symbolic space, an ancient place, a blissful narrative. This overlay of different dimensions can be called heterotopias (i.e. “different places”) which is structural to the concept of paradise as we see by the garden.
We must than say with Voltaire “excellently observed, but let us cultivate our garden.”
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April
Jorge | Cruz | ´8:33 Video Installation © March 2011 Berlin
“Let’s say I am a house. A house consisting out of many different rooms. Basement, Kitchen, living room, bedroom, attic (maybe even a garden). Let’s say additional to that I am all the people who live in a house. I am the child, I am the brother, I am the sister, I am the father and I am the mother.
And in my life I am moving from one room to the next, from one role to the next. Sudden. Sometimes gradually. And of course I can also be everywhere and everyone in this house at the same time.
And like in every family I try to be nice, to live in harmony, to let all coexist.
Someone once said: real tolerance is acceptance of confusion.
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But what happens when someone decides to be the boss. To decide. To assert power. To lock someone else in. To speak for the other. To represent the others. Disharmony appears. The house breaks into units. You can not freely move through the house anymore. You are stuck. You are separated.
Important is for me to remember:
Ambivalence does not harm you – if you don’t use it too lock yourself in.
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I am not surprised that ambivalence is brought in connection with schizophrenia. And thinking about that: A ambivalent person in harmony = is a very healthy person. A ambivalent person in war = might express in schizophrenia. But both are the same house, with same people, with the same amount of rooms.
And I think that a very healthy person is very close to madness. Maybe schizophrenia is somehow in the last consequence: being true to what you really are (the only problem is: that your are at war and not in harmony).
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I have to think about Rilke. When I am thinking about strategies in how to maintain harmony.
He wrote in ‘What moves me…’
…man must have patience, as against the unresolved heart, and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign language.
The point is to live everything, when you live the questions, you may live gradually, without noticing it, a strange day into the answers…
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I guess in some way I want to defend everything what is seen as negative in us human beings. I long for being able to accept and admit publicly to every aspect of my being. Not to hide, not to lock something of me away.
I guess being ambivalent is seen as something undesirable.
Ambivalence is against the market. Not fashionable in capitalistic times. No straight forward answers, no moves quick and precise. Ambivalence makes you make mistakes and wrong steps, makes you stumble, fall and fail, loose time and walk difficult paths. Ambivalence makes you more complicated to the others, harder to know, more time intense, not easily to conquer and possess.
People don’t like to encounter ambivalence since it reminds them on their own ambivalence. And on the insecurity which comes with it. Ambivalence can make your tired and most of all: it inhabits a risk, a danger.
But the funny thing is: Ambivalence has for me something visionary after all. It is a try to realize everything that lives in you.
And could I believe: Where truth is ambivalence? Or is ambivalence actually as clear as we can get?”
Katrin Memmer
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March

I wish you here | Anatomy of a PostCard 50X40cm |Oil Pastel, Mixed media on wood canvas | © March 2011 Berlin Based in essay of Ivo Lima do Carmo “Tourismology, of Tourism of Soul”
The postcard is a dimensional talisman, a complex object that follows a strict structure on which this happy narrative of the visitors of Beyond acquires the aura of verisimilitude (…)
1- The postmark confirms spatial-temporally the power from the stamp. The irreversibility in the mark gives ”Wish you were here!” the nostalgic dimension of Beyond drawing from the experience of mortality in the Here.
2- The stamp set in the upper right corner, holding the solar position, once exalted in the image of the king, is now paper-money that brings legality under which every postcard is organized.
3 - The perimeter of the postcard forms the symbolic enclosure on which the rectangle cuts out the narrative. Over the undefined space outside the postcard a geometric zone is cutout within, where all the signs needed to the formation of the happy narrative are organized (like the garden and Persian carpets)
4 - In this small white plain the sender can organize a set of signs (words, drawings, collages, nothing) and the concentration they are subjected to enhances the message, turning them into key contents, chimeric, streaked, unique.
5 - The recipient can find here his own name, and find himself the target of an intention, a remote witness of the happy narrative. In a separate zone from the text, underneath the spatial-temporal order, here the recipient is already separated from the other side, the sender’s side, the Beyond.
6 – Finally, the sender, the protagonist of the narrative, the one living mishaps, the one who left, the wistful one, the blissful one in paradise, the one who says he misses us although he seems happy, in the transience of the Beyond
“Tourismology, of Tourism of Soul”
…Thank you Evelyn and Nano, Heidrun Hubenthal, Mike Wilkens, Ivo do Carmo, Lis Pender, Maya Kempe, Nadim Natour, Susanne Swartz, Vera Justino, Papa and Mama, Gundi and Wolfgang, …
See the work in progress here: http://jorgelcruz.wordpress.com/2011/02/19/anatomy-of-a-postcard/
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february
OBST DER SAISON“ Am Anfang schuf Gott Himmel und Erde. Und die Erde war wüst und leer, und es war finster auf der Tiefe. Doch die Erde dampfte und der Dampf begoss die ganze Welt und den Himmel.Es entstand ein Garten in Eden damit der Gärtner ihn pflüge und versorge.Esst frei von allen Bäumen aber von dem Baum der Wissenschaft von Gut und Böse esset nicht, weil sich an dem Tag an dem ihr von ihm esst, eure Augen öffnen werden und ihr die schwarzen Früchte des Paradieses erkennen werdet.”
Frei nach Genesis- Die Schöpfung 1-3
FRUIT OF THE SEASON “In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. The earth was without form and void and darkness was upon the face of the abyss. A steam from the earth, however, climbed up and watered the whole extent of the world and heaven. You will eat freely of every tree but the tree of knowledge of good and evil, you shall not eat, because on the day that you eat it will open your eyes and you shall know the black fruit of paradise “
Génesis 1-3 | Free adaptation*
פירות העונה*
“בראשית ברא אלוהים את השמים ואת הארץ. האדמה היתה ללא טופס ומבוטל וחשך על פני תהום. הקיטור מן הארץ, לעומת זאת, טיפס והשקה את היקף שלם של העולם ואת השמים. תוכלו לאכול באופן חופשי מכל עץ אבל עץ הדעת טוב ורע, לא תאכל, כי ביום שבו אתם אוכלים את זה תפתח את העיניים שלך תדע את הפרי השחור של גן עדן “
בראשית 1-3 | הסתגלות חינם
See the work in progress of this painting here: http://jorgelcruz.wordpress.com/2011/01/20/drawings-“i-forgot”-work-in-progress-3/
…Thank you Lis Pender, Susanne Swartz, Maya Kempe, Heidrun Hubenthal, Nadim Natour, Ivo do Carmo.
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