Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Arts en grève ehk kunst on surn'd!

The free-lance teachers of the Arts section in Marc Bloch university found out last Friday that they have worked as volunteers without knowing since January, some even since September. So all the Arts (visual arts, theatre, music and cinema) teachers decided to go on a strike to fight for the rights of their non-aggregated colleagues. And not only.

Now that the teachers are on strike, we don't have any classes (who knows how long it will last) so most of the students are actively supporting the strike. Even though the president of the university announced Monday evening that the salaries will be payed, it was already decided (with the Arts section's director in the front row) to go on and further, to get better conditions and not be treated as a secondary section/education.

So now the free-lancers are giving inerviews to the press, the students distribuing flyers and painting signs to inform people, musicians playing in the streets. Many actions (like packing city sculptures into plastic/paper, street expositions, human chain, as well as other performances and manifestations) are being planned.

It is hard to say how long this will last or what will be gained (if anything), but the value of arts and culture in the society seems to have been put under question. How far will the action go and what impact will all this have on our schoolyear (which was supposed to end in already five weeks)? I keep asking myself as many others do...

I am still trying to make up my mind about these recent events. No comments to give for the moment I guess.
PS: maybe this is it?

Sunday, March 05, 2006

en a marre

Ma vist ei tea mida kirjutada / I don't know what to write, but it's kind of sad to see my blog so quiet/immobile these days... Can't say i've been busy. Ou bien peut être...
Don't ask for news, il y'en a pas. I'm doing things that i'd rather not do. Spending the time i'd rather use for other things. And people. And a project that's taking far too long to realise.
It's the immobilité that makes me sad. And yet all the trouble we need to go through for nothing.
Sensless and useless times get a change sometimes, thanks to mon truc mignu and mythical stories of times that Were Not. Life of the infamous tudeng that I've wanted to live for so long gets me up and going sometimes. Beer and marzipan help in the worst situations. And the new plant I got to have something to take care of.
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Iguess there's only one thing left to do (unless we want to keep waiting of course): play along.. This comedy that sometimes becomes quite absurd, absorbed with sensless violence, overwhelming hypocrisy and the poinlesness of being. Don't let it all deceive you, it's just a cameratrick. Just play along and hope and pray that the one who wrote the script wasn't a hopeless pessimist...
Well, and if that doesn't help, have a beer in your own pleasant company and eat pink marzipan!