From "Dada Manifesto of 1918, Tristan Tzara:
" To launch a manifesto will need: A, B, C, hurling invectives against 1, 2, 3, excited and sharpen the wings to conquer and spread large and small a, b, c, sign, shout, curse, give emphasis to the prose of obviousness absolute, irrefutable, demonstrating its non-plus-ultra and support that novelty resembles life as much as the last appearance of a cocotte demonstrates the essence of God
write a manifesto and I want nothing, yet I say certain things, and are in principle against the posters, as indeed they are against principles (measuring scoop for the moral value of any sentence). I write this manifesto to show that you can make contradictory actions simultaneously in a single breath refrigerant; are against the action, and also continuous for the contradiction to the statement are neither in favor nor against and I do not give good explanations why I hate sense.
DADA does not mean anything. If it is justified
futile and does not want to waste time for a word that means nothing. The first thought that buzzes in these brains is of a bacteriological: find the etymology, history, or at least psychological. He learns from the newspapers that the Kru Negroes call the tail of a sacred cow DADA. The cube and the mother does not know what the Italian region: DADA. The rocking horse, the nurse, two sides of the Russian and Rumanian: Dada. Some learned journalists see it an art for babies, for latria gurus, the current version of Gesùcheparlaaifanciulli, is a return to primitivism arid and boisterous, noisy and monotonous. You can not build all the sensitivity about a word, every building in the perfection that converges bored, stagnant idea of \u200b\u200ba golden swamp, on the human product. The work
Art should not be the beauty that is dead. A work of art is never good to decree, objectively, unanimously. The criticism is useless, there can exist only subjectively, each his own, and without any sense of universality. You may believe they have found a psychic basis common to all mankind? How can one order in the chaos of this entity shall inform infinitely variable: the man? I always talk to me because I will not convince anyone, I have no right to drag others in my current, do not force anyone to follow me and each one makes art that he likes.
Thus DADA was born from a need for independence. Those who depend on us are free. We do not rely on any theory. We have had enough of the cubist and futurist academies: laboratories of formal ideas: Maybe the art is done for money and smooth the hair of our dear bourgeois? The rhymes are the sound of coins. The pace and follows the rhythm of the stomach in profile.
All groups of artists have gone to the bank, riding different comets. An open door has the opportunity to bask in the warmth of the pillows and the food. The new painter creates a world whose elements are its own resources, a work sober and precise, without an object. The new artist rebels: he does not paint more (symbolic and illusionistic reproduction) but creates directly with stone, wood, iron, tin, rocks, organisms, locomotives that can turn on all sides, according to the limpid wind of the sensation of the moment.
Any pictorial or plastic work is unnecessary, at least that is a monster capable of frightening the spirits of slaves, and the decoration of the dining halls mawkish animal disguised as men, pictures of the sordid tale of humanity. A painting is the art of making meet two lines, parallel to the geometric statement, on a canvas, before our eyes, according to the reality of a world based on other conditions and possibilities. This world is not specified, nor defined in the work belongs to its many variations to the viewer.
The Dadaist spontaneity. Art is
a private thing. The artist does it for himself. The artist, poet, appreciates the venom of the mass that condenses in the captain of this industry. And 'happy when you feel insulted as a mark of his inconsistency. We need strong works, direct and imcomprese, once and for all. Logic is a complication. Logic is always false. All men cry out: There is a great job destructive, negative to do: sweep, clean. Without any purpose or project, without organization: the indomitable folly, decomposition. Every product of disgust capable of becoming denial of the family is Dada; protest with his fists to his entire being strained destructive action: Dada; taken of conscience of all the means so far suppressed by prudish sense of comfortable compromise and good manners: DADA; abolition of logic, the makeup of the powerless creation: DADA; of every social hierarchy and equation of values \u200b\u200bdetermined by the servants who hang out with us : DADA; every object, all objects, feelings, and the oxen, the apparitions and the clash of parallel lines are clear weapons for the fight: Dada; abolition of memory: DADA; abolition of archeology: DADA; abolition of prophets: DADA; abolition of the future: DADA; absolute faith that God is irrefutable allover the immediate product of spontaneity: DADA. "
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