<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25247477</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:40:37.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manon de Boer :  Sylvia Kristel-Paris and Resonating Surfaces</title><subtitle type='html'>Manon de Boer (1966 India). She studied art at the ABK in Rotterdam (NL) and the Rijksacademy in Amsterdam (NL). She's an independent artist. Her work consists of films, videos and audioworks, which often deal with questions of memory and time/duration.  She lives and works in Brussels, Belgium.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manondeboer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25247477/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manondeboer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Inquiry into Reality: The Disappearance of Public Space</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10129828236759739089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5079/2628/320/DPS-logo-layeri1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25247477.post-114400280811061183</id><published>2006-04-02T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T08:55:41.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5079/2628/1600/Sylvia02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5079/2628/320/Sylvia02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;film still: Sylvia Kristel - Paris, 2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manon-deboer.blogspot.com/"&gt;srpski&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sylvia Kristel – Paris&lt;/span&gt; is a documentary movie about a pop icon from the 70’s, Sylvia Kristel, a Dutch actress and model who became famous for her role in the soft-core movie Emmanuelle, one of the most successful French films ever. During a period of two years, Manon de Boer asked Kristel twice to talk about cities where she had lived. By separating image and sound, portrait and voice, the documentary introduces an element of doubt to the viewer, appealing to the collective memory, in which Kristel equals Emmanuelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"In most of my work, there’s an element of doubt in relation to interpretation. For instance in the film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sylvia Kristel – Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;, Kristel speaks twice, with an interval of one year, about the time that she lived in Paris. The two stories are different, but you can’t say that one of the two is true and the other false. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I want the viewers to question the stability of identity by introducing doubt, but also by separating sound, image and text. The different elements that construct a film or a work are put into dialogue with one another. Instead of creating a homogeneous whole with which the viewer can identify, the viewer is always held on a slight distance, which can create a critical space."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manon de Boer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from the interview "Video Portrait" with G. Petrovic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a newspaper Danas, April 5th, 06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;   ___________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5079/2628/1600/copan_dag.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5079/2628/320/copan_dag.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;film still: Resonating Surfaces, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resonating Surfaces&lt;/span&gt; is situated in the Parisian intellectual climate of the 70’s.Through personal memories of Suely Rolnik, a psychoanalyst from Brazil who has lived under the dictatorial regime of general Humberto Branco and moved to Paris afterwards, this film portrays an individual, a city and an attitude towards life. The construction of meaning in the film is built on diverse elements: image, sound, text and even voice. They all have separate significance, sometimes questioning each other, at other times totally detached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “Resonating Surfaces” the voice begins with a dying scream, and subsequently you hear a voice as sound/timbre without meaning, then it becomes a stream of incoherent words and, finally, a text. Without coinciding with the story of Rolnik this evolution in the voice exists as an echo of it. Thus, de Boer constructs a physical space for the voice, its physical presents and images it summons. Therefore, in that cluster of layers the voice, as a unique human phenomenon in which language and body meet together, emerges as a fourth layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;based on the text: Voice, Manon de Boer 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Photo courtesy Jan Mot Gallery, Brussels, BE (&lt;a href="http://www.galeriejanmot.com/"&gt;www.janmot.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25247477-114400280811061183?l=manondeboer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25247477/posts/default/114400280811061183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25247477/posts/default/114400280811061183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manondeboer.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-film-sylvia-kristel-paris-2003.html' title=''/><author><name>Inquiry into Reality: The Disappearance of Public Space</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10129828236759739089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5079/2628/320/DPS-logo-layeri1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
