Groundmagazine#20

GROUND MAGAZINE #20

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STEENBRUGGE

Dreams can be hectic, we all know that, because they pinpoint at your deepest conflicts and desires and there was a time that I dreamed frequently about horses.

I was walking in a long hallway with closed doors to the left and right. I was holding a gun in my hand because in this dream I was searching for God and I wanted to kill Him.

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And then th came closer what I saw t

One of the doors in the hall appeared to be wide open and I ran into a huge space that looked like some factory hall. From the right, I heard loud crying coming from what seemed to be a child

and what I saw there was a group of surgeons dressed in long green garbs, wearing masks and head coverings. They were standing around a table where this loud crying was coming from.

The horse for instance, appears frequently as an image on the horizon of my consciousness, I could almost say that it’s my totem animal.

All I could s through his s That was all

Text by Arthur Steenbrugge for Ignite @ Mediamatic

one of the doors opened just a tiny bit and all I could see was an eye staring at me quietly and persistently, without blinking. When I took that in, I started to panic and ran away.

looked in front of me, there was standing a big brown he was standing with his big ass facing me. The next s anus started to open but nothing came out.

he horse began to speak and he said: Come closer, take a look. And I and I looked inside his anus as if it was something like a keyhole. And to my surprise was that the horse was completely empty inside.

see was a hollow space, dimly lit by the little light that filtered skin and I could also see the outlines of his ribs against the skin. and the next moment I woke up.

As an entity in itself the subconscious remains hidden from direct observation and it makes itself only known by these flashes of inspiration. It is like somebody hides behind a curtain but sometimes you see a hand coming from behind that curtain that throws something at you. That something I use for my art.

The Homecoming

Arrival Traveler

Traversal Blue Horse

The Chase

The Facts Of Life Inland Sea Camping Mount Jagged Black Madonna

Big Blue

Dubious Flower Passerby Black Saturn

Embrace Shopping Mall

Death And The Maiden

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GROUNDMAGAZINE # 20 2013 IMAGES ŠARTHUR STEENBRUGGE Arthur Steenbrugge lives and works in Amsterdam. He was educated at the Rijksakademie van beeldende kunsten in Amsterdam. In his work he presents the subconscious as the source of creativity but also as the boundary of self-knowledge.

TEXT @ ARTHUR STEENBRUGGE FOR IGNITE @ MEDIAMATIC The text was part of a presentation originally written for Stichting Mediamatic/Ignite#28 in Amsterdam, 29th of May 2013.

Chief Editor: Mieke Woestenburg office@groundmagazine.org www.groundmagazine.org