Book Of Titles
The following is a selection of titles from David Thomas’ Book Of Titles (1991- Present).
The Book Of Titles is way of revealing content of the work.
It exists somewhere between documentation, essay and poem.
SELECTIONS FROM THE BOOK OF TITLES 1991-Present
WHEN THE INCONSEQUENTIAL BECOMES CONSEQUENTIAL
NOT TOO SERIOUS NOT TOO LIGHT
PIGEON CONTEMPLATING GEOMETRY HAMBURG
ON THE QUESTION OF SUFFERING PARTICULARLY OF THE INNOCENT
WHEN THE END MEETS THE BEGINNING
LISTENING TO THE SILENCE BETWEEN TWO COLOURS
THE VERY PRECARIOUSNESS OF MEANING
A STILL PAINTING THAT SHOWS US WE ARE MOVING
UNTITLED
A SLIGHTLY UNFINISHED PICTURE
IT IS WHAT IT IS BUT WHAT IT IS, IS MORE THAN IT SEEMS
I CAN’T SEE FOR LOOKING
IT CAN’T BE AS SIMPLE AS THIS/THAT
4 LAYERS OF PAINT TO MAKE A PICTURE
A SLIGHTLY RED SQUARE
SEAGULL CONTEMPLATING A BUBBLE
WHEN TWO DIRECTIONS BECOME ALL DIRECTIONS
WHAT MATTER DOES ...WHAT DOES MATTER... WHAT MATTER DOESN’T… WHAT DOESN’T MATTER:
A TIME WITHOUT INTENTION …
SOMETIME I LIKE THE SACRED, THE SUBTLE AND THE SLOW
MY LOVER MY FRIEND I WAS BORN TO DIE WITH YOU (PORTUGUESE FADO)
MONOCHROME AS INTERVAL
ON GREY
THE SPECIFIC AND THE GENERAL
ON THE DELICATE DANCE OF PASSING LIFE
UNTITLED: LIGHT AND DUST,
A SLIGHT SHIFT IN THE CONTINUUM OF TIME
SLIGHTLY ODD PAINTING
GENTLY PAINTED PAINTING
FINDING PERSPECTIVE
NOT ONE WASTED BRUSHSTROKE
LISTENING TO WHAT THE WORLD IS TELLING ME
GO to top
NOT TOO SERIOUS NOT TOO LIGHT
PIGEON CONTEMPLATING GEOMETRY HAMBURG
ON THE QUESTION OF SUFFERING PARTICULARLY OF THE INNOCENT
WHEN THE END MEETS THE BEGINNING
LISTENING TO THE SILENCE BETWEEN TWO COLOURS
THE VERY PRECARIOUSNESS OF MEANING
A STILL PAINTING THAT SHOWS US WE ARE MOVING
UNTITLED
A SLIGHTLY UNFINISHED PICTURE
IT IS WHAT IT IS BUT WHAT IT IS, IS MORE THAN IT SEEMS
I CAN’T SEE FOR LOOKING
IT CAN’T BE AS SIMPLE AS THIS/THAT
4 LAYERS OF PAINT TO MAKE A PICTURE
A SLIGHTLY RED SQUARE
SEAGULL CONTEMPLATING A BUBBLE
WHEN TWO DIRECTIONS BECOME ALL DIRECTIONS
WHAT MATTER DOES ...WHAT DOES MATTER... WHAT MATTER DOESN’T… WHAT DOESN’T MATTER:
A TIME WITHOUT INTENTION …
SOMETIME I LIKE THE SACRED, THE SUBTLE AND THE SLOW
MY LOVER MY FRIEND I WAS BORN TO DIE WITH YOU (PORTUGUESE FADO)
MONOCHROME AS INTERVAL
ON GREY
THE SPECIFIC AND THE GENERAL
ON THE DELICATE DANCE OF PASSING LIFE
UNTITLED: LIGHT AND DUST,
A SLIGHT SHIFT IN THE CONTINUUM OF TIME
SLIGHTLY ODD PAINTING
GENTLY PAINTED PAINTING
FINDING PERSPECTIVE
NOT ONE WASTED BRUSHSTROKE
LISTENING TO WHAT THE WORLD IS TELLING ME
GO to top