Posts tonen met het label poetry. Alle posts tonen
Posts tonen met het label poetry. Alle posts tonen

9 juli 2017

Connected

Over the top... Een verhaal over leven doorgeven. Een verhaal van verbinding, over de dood heen. 

Een ets in opdracht van het departement Microbiologie en Immunologie, voor de dienst Transplantatiegeneeskunde van de KU Leuven.

Bijzondere opdracht, fijn traject, boeiend resultaat,...
Een poëtisch samengaan van kunst en wetenschap. Boordevol veelzeggende details.



Over the top - Anje Claeys - 2017 - 1/1



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31 juli 2015

Printmaking



Brief - Anje Claeys - 1/1 2005


Gene therapy alters the genetic code
Take an ordinary letter and change a few words
It could have a totally different outcome

In a world of dazzling internet and virtual messaging,
I keep on preferring the old-fashioned letter,
written by hand, words carefully chosen as they wander by

Next, add the envelope and the stamp
and search for the red postoffice box from where
the slow and often long journey can start

Slow messaging
Slow traveling
Slow art

A lot like printmaking.
Takes a long journey to create the perfect matrix for the perfect print in the perfect color.
So many things can go wrong, making it imperfect thus incredibly perfect.

Exactly why I love it all that much.


--

'Brief' is the Flemish word for letter.


24 juli 2015

Neurotransmittor



Verbonden? - Anje Claeys - 1/1 2006


Sometimes, when you meet someone, you can really feel 'connected'.
At least, I know how it feels.

As if you know each other for a million years.

I wonder what it is that happens then, chemically.
Would there be some kind of interspacial synaps?
Perhaps an unidentified kind of neurotransmitter chasing through extraphysical space?
I'd love to know all about that mechanism.

Is there a answer that fits into the current paradigm?
I guess not...


20 juli 2015

Poem


Turquoise - Anje Claeys - 1/1, 2006


Scientific poetry

Scientific scenery
Neurons looking for connection
DNA sequences unraveled

A poem
Perhaps a leave
Faded memories

As her favorite color was turquoise