I was always fascinated by the quirks and quarks of fate… the way hasard make things happen…
This is a shorted story of my artist name, Danu. In my native language, Romanian, it means YES-NO, sort of Yang-Yin, if you want. My mother-in-law called me that, long time ago, Danu being a diminutive for “Dan”… But this is just the first layer in the cake…
About 6-7 years ago I was browsing on the Internet and I fell over a text of memories from the begining of the DADA mouvement (founded, mainly by a compatriote, Tristan Tzara). I was already calling mysel Ion Vincent Danu, here and there… I was simply shoked reading that in a certain day in February 1916 Tzara and his friends fauded officially the DADA mouvement, at the Cabaret Voltaire in Zurich! Because I was born exactly the same day, exactly 40 years later! Some coincidence! DADA (yes-yes in Romanian) and DANU (yes-no) ! It really shocked me to see this “simetry of the fate” (Sting would say: “the secret geometry of chance”…) From that moment on, I started to call myself, sistematically, Ion Danu or Ion Vincent Danu…
Later on, continuing to study the surrealism (which , chronologically and not only, was the NEXT level of the Dada mouvement, a lot of the first DADA members became surrealists – Tzara and André Breton being some of the most importants…) I fall upon this Giorgio de Chirico painting:”Le cerveau de l’enfant” (Child’s brain):
It’s a painting from 1914 and de Chirico was considered by the surrealists like a sort of “founding father”, just like Lautremont was in the literary side of the mouvement. André Breton bought this painting and had it with him a long, long time, until 1964 when he sold it (for he wasn’t too rich either…) to the Stockholm Museum for 250.000 F.
You can see that the eyes of the mature (almost old “father” character in the painting) are closed. (It seems that only that way the child could look at him…) André Breton made a photographic “interpretation” of his painting and the character in his photo (unfortunalelly I don’t have at hand…) had the eyes OPEN…
I was inspired by all these little quirks and quarks of cultural history and made my own interpretation of it: I figured the old guy as myself (I already have the bladness and the hair on the chest, I only had to change a bit the galic moustache into a greyer barbiche) The main “quirk” was that I open ONE eye and let the other close… and I have written all the DADA – DANU history over the table (and the orange book was intitled DADA-DANU). There are also some other changes that I let you discover… Ingenious, eh… Well, here it is the “old gorilla” in all his splendor:



13 responses so far ↓
100swallows // October 29, 2007 at 4:54 pm |
Now you don’t at all look like a gorilla. That was a nice idea to make a letter for the viewer. What is that round red thing beside your face?
100swallows // October 29, 2007 at 5:01 pm |
Now I see that the writing is intelligible–not just decoration. So let me see if I can understand….
ivdanu // October 29, 2007 at 5:22 pm |
A 44 Magnum bullet hole? And have you seen the bottoning ribs? (I’m quite proud of the “spice”…)
Miki // October 30, 2007 at 3:21 am |
I was waiting with impatience to see this painting… extremely interesting story with Danu and Dada and the symmetry of fate (what a fantastic combination of words!)
Well done with the open eye, the book, the bottoning rips (made me laugh a lot!), the black vangoghistic birds … an extremely interesting adaptation ofthe initial painting! I spent a lot of time looking at it…
At the end, a question arose. I hope, Danu, that it is not too insdiscrete (if it is, don´t answer, of course, and forgive me for asking…):
Do you like yourself?
(I don´t mean the selfportrait, I mean YOU)
iondanu // October 30, 2007 at 10:26 am |
You know miki, this is a very interesting (not indiscreet) question (only answers are indiscreet, wasn’t what they said?) No, I don’t think I like me very much right now. But I don’t hate me either. I just accept me…
Physically, I liked me a lot better when I was 18 or 20 (I’ll show some pictures, you’ll see…) But intelectually I’m a bit richer and a lot less unforgiving and intolerant than I was… Life, eh?
Miki // October 31, 2007 at 3:08 am |
Merci pour cette sincérité, Danu. Cà me touche profondement…
Ion Danu // October 31, 2007 at 10:29 am |
Ma sincerité a été toujours mon point faible… Ca m’a fait perdre beaucoup de rélations sociales et aussi gagner quelques bon amis…
visalon // November 7, 2007 at 9:09 am |
buna, uita-te in spam. cred ca ai un comm de la mine. l-am lasat ieri si nu vreau sa-l mai refac.
c.
iondanu // November 7, 2007 at 12:21 pm |
Carmen, nu l-ai pus la post-ul asta, l-ai pus la The Sting. E acolo, nu la spam (fiindca nu mai moderez comentariile)….
visalon // November 7, 2007 at 2:54 pm |
OK.
M-am cam zapacit. adevarul este ca desi mi-ai trimis lista blogurilor tale, pentru ca nu am apucat sa le postez la mine pe blog ca sa intru pe ele direct, tot caut pe google si ma incurc.
Pana la o noua citire, toate cele bune.
C
ovidiu stanomir // November 30, 2007 at 7:24 am |
Ba da, DaNu, Dada, BaNu,
c-o fi, c-o patzi,
tot o patzi, intr-o zi…
ovidiu stanomir // November 30, 2007 at 7:26 am |
Dane, “after-portretu’ aista, a la Chirico, imi aminteste de Mircea Albulescu, intr-o celebra secventza din filmul “Cel mai iubit dintre paminteni”…
iondanu // November 30, 2007 at 12:17 pm |
Man, n-am vazut cel mai iubit dintre pamanteni… Povesteste-mi-o, fiindca trebuie ca a fost dupa ce ne-am carat din Romania…