Justin Caguiat - 纹饰「元宇宙」

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He was a young lad.

他那时还是个年轻小伙子。

He discovered a video store carrying a large collection of American and Euro films with religious themes. Other half of the store was

他发现了一家音像店，里面有大量以宗教为主题的美国和欧洲电影。商店的另一半是

SFX Horror.

特效恐怖片。

Lurking around the store… the instructions have unfolded a spell

潜伏在商店里...说明书上显示了一个咒语

Entranced by images of suffering grotesque eroticism
Fell into images forbidden the name is not what it appears

被痛苦怪诞的情色画面迷住了

陷入违禁图像中，名字并不像它出现的那样

This way was truly nothing already it disappeared as smoking trails left by the things made seemingly in desires shape

这条路真的什么都不是，它消失了，就像那些看起来是欲望形状的东西留下的烟迹一样

solitary in fluid sunlight reflecting off store window eyes
that unsubstantiated the hollow form revealed another presence.

孤独地沐浴在商店橱窗眼睛反射的流动阳光中

那未经证实的空洞形体透露出另一种存在

generating heat but not light and melting snow it turned into water,
we lived for 16 years in Tokyo.

它产生的是热而不是光，融化的雪变成了水，
我们在东京住了16年

When Grandmother came to visit us from Manila she couldn’t be around the Japanese people. Only once she recounted to my mother the horror of the Japanese occupation of the Philippines
当祖母从马尼拉来看我们时，她无法忍受与日本人待在一起。只有一次，她向我母亲讲述了日本占领菲律宾的恐怖

During the massacre of innocents
their favorite method of killing was the bayonet

在对无辜者的屠杀中

他们最喜欢的杀戮方式是刺刀

The hotels in downtown Manila were turned into rape camps they would take women and girls there after they were forced to bury their children, siblings, and neighbors in mass graves

马尼拉市中心的酒店变成了强奸营，他们会把强迫将自己孩子、兄弟姐妹和邻居埋葬在乱葬坑里的妇女和女孩带到那里

Hospitals were set afire after patients were strapped to their beds

病人被绑在病床上后，医院被纵火

Pregnant women were raped and their stomachs were ripped open with bayonets

孕妇被强奸，她们的肚子被刺刀割开

Their unborn children drowning in sunlight streaming in from the broken walls and shattered windows

他们未出生的孩子淹没在从破败墙壁和破碎的窗户射进来的阳光中

In our apartment in Tokyo she made a room for herself in the closet.

在我们东京的公寓里，她在衣柜里为自己腾出了一块地方。

She was a devout Catholic, she could speak to spirits

她是个虔诚的天主教徒，她能和鬼魂对话

She was the matriarch of my grandfathers second and illegitimate bastard family.

她是我祖父第二个私生子家族的女族长。

Grandfather died when mother was one years old, he played piano for the silent films and was a photographer

祖父在母亲一岁时去世，他曾为无声电影弹钢琴，也是一名摄影师

Mother was the youngest and 13th child.

母亲是最小的，也是第13个孩子。

when grandfather died, suddenly they were were poor; he had left them nothing

祖父去世后，他们突然陷入贫穷；他什么也没给他们留下

They lived in a tiny garage and slept on the floor in rows they moved dwellings frequently my
Mother often didn’t have enough food to eat. Her first job was cleaning public toilets

他们住在一个小车库里，睡在地板上，他们经常搬家
妈妈总是没有足够的食物吃。她的第一份工作是打扫公共厕所

In Tokyo people always asked me if my mother was a maid

在东京，人们总是问我妈妈是不是女佣

the echo of the occupation evolved with the diaspora after the colonization and military campaigns of the Spanish, Japanese, and Americans

在西班牙人、日本人和美国人的殖民和军事行动之后，随着侨民的散居，占领的回声逐渐形成

The Filipina maids of Tokyo are the kindest most hard working people

东京的菲律宾女佣是最善良、最勤奋的人

When my grandmother died she left my mother her golden crucifix.

我祖母去世时，把她的金十字架留给了我母亲。

My mother later gave the crucifix to me,

我母亲后来把十字架给了我，

and after a year my father kicked my grandmother out and sent her back to Manila

一年后，我父亲把我祖母赶了出去，把她送回了马尼拉

They had a broken television in the room and the picture was in black and white. We would watch TV and my Grandmother was happy and said it reminded her of the past.

他们房间里有一台坏了的电视机，画面是黑白的。我们会看电视，我的祖母很高兴，说这让她想起了过去。

walking down quiet streets of my Tokyo

走在东京安静的街道上

I love the moss covered cinder block walls and overgrown gardens of ferns, parks and Shinto temples and under the shade of trees everywhere,

我喜欢青苔覆盖的煤渣砖墙和杂草丛生的蕨类植物花园、公园和神道教寺庙，以及走进到处都有的树荫下

ponds and streams reflecting viridian glow, small waterfalls and stone pathways. Moss grows everywhere

池塘和溪流反射着翠绿的光芒，小瀑布和石头小径。苔藓到处生长

Sleepy stray cats and small fields of dirt and wild grass. The hollows of bushes littered with the skeletons of cicadas at the end of summertime and in every apple lays a fetus curled asleep

昏昏欲睡的流浪猫和小块的泥土和野草。夏末的时候，灌木丛的空洞里散落着蝉的骨架，每个苹果里都躺着一个蜷缩着睡着的胎儿

There is no land more beautiful

没有比这更美丽的土地了

fields of rice paddies from the train window on the outskirts of the city

从城郊的火车窗口看到的稻田

the wind shakes and branches flower windows

风摇枝花窗

personalities whistle out of these sectors of apples that are made to be regenerated

个性从苹果的这些部分中吹出来，这些部分是用来再生的

Ever-present crows calling from the trees, pockets of nature surrounded by hyper-evolved architecture and a totalized homogeneity.

随处可见的乌鸦在树上鸣叫，大自然的口袋被超进化的建筑和整体的同质性所包围。

Animism and fascism are alive and vital here, but now the Japanese are pacifists.

万物有灵论和法西斯主义在这里很活跃，但现在日本人是和平主义者。

Starting when I was 13 years old I used to sneak out of my house at night.

从13岁开始，我就经常在晚上偷偷溜出家门。

My older sister was secretly taking LSD everyday and going to school, an exercise in appearing to be normal while her mind pushed against the boundaries of reason

我的姐姐每天都偷偷地服用LSD麻醉药并去上学，这是一种让自己看起来很正常的练习，但她的思想却突破了理性的界限

I would leave at around 1 in the morning after everyone was asleep.

我会在凌晨1点左右大家都睡着后离开。

Wandering around, sometimes walking as far as Shibuya or Harajuku or to an unfamiliar neighborhood

四处游荡，有时走到涩谷或原宿，或者走到一个不熟悉的社区

I would break into apartment buildings and go to the rooftops and sleep there.

我会闯进公寓楼，爬到屋顶上然后睡在那里。

I sleep in parking lots and in nooks in between buildings, hidden places underneath stairwells and behind ventilators and generators whole lifetimes of how we love the escape

我睡在停车场、建筑物之间的角落、楼梯井下面的隐蔽地方、通风机和发电机后面，一辈子都在想我们有多喜欢逃避

Forgotten atoms cradled in sweet music and the laughter of our memory of the buildings dropping seeds

被遗忘的原子笼罩在甜美的音乐和我们对建筑物掉落种子的记忆的笑声中

Radiant spheres contain their hidden appearance to take the form of different species in the future

发光的球体包含着它们隐藏的外表，以在未来采取不同物种的形式

Growing variegated subjects decay into a lonely view that the preachers of passion have seen through their vector making melody

不断增长的杂七杂五的事物，在激情的传道者透过它们的媒介所形成的旋律所看到的，渐渐变成了一种孤独的景象

meted out in pleasure the lyrics recorder quickly to their passing pain

在快乐中发出的歌词记录了他们逝去的痛苦

They began to sleep walk and hallucinate. Floating above their body:

他们开始梦游，产生幻觉。漂浮在他们身上的:

walking around the apartment at night,
talking uncontrollably

晚上在公寓里走来走去，
说话不受控制

Its psychotic dream state remember waking up on the floor of the bedroom,

它的精神错乱的梦境状态记得在卧室的地板上醒来，

The walls and ceiling slowly began to shrink,
Shrinking to the point of a needle, the point was a pupil,

墙壁和天花板开始慢慢缩小，
缩小到针尖，针尖是一个瞳孔，

They were trapped inside the pupil, the pupil was the coffin.

他们被困在瞳孔里，瞳孔就是棺材。

Splash water on their face to wake them up, the knock on the head sent us reeling, I’m relieved to find him sleeping.

给他们脸上泼水把他们弄醒，头上的敲击声把我们弄晕了，我发现他睡着了，就放心了。

Its safe to be here while I was dreaming I kept forgetting I am living as todays reflection.

在这里是安全的，当我在做梦的时候，我总是忘记我活在今天的倒影中。
I was watching everything,

我看着一切，

I was watching my body moving dislocated from its host,

我看着自己的身体从宿主身上脱臼，

I was moving from room to room like a fly on the wall, I was walking and talking like a living doll.

我从一个房间搬到另一个房间，就像墙上的一只苍蝇，我走路和说话就像一个活着的洋娃娃。

I cry because hes dying, now hes dust an older shade of green across my eyes turns to red dust of the heart. now how to keep out of hell are the wheels that are turning, he used to be so violent but now so enfeebled yet

我哭泣是因为他快要死了，现在他在我的眼睛上撒下了一层古老的绿色阴影，变成了心上的红色灰尘。现在如何才能远离地狱，轮子在转动，他曾经那么暴力，现在却如此衰弱

His eye still holds violence, his other eye is blind and

他的一只眼睛仍然充满暴力，另一只眼睛却失明了，而且

He has to wear a diaper

他得穿尿布

The wheels of the sun its done but dont forget about its shadowy child,

太阳之轮已经完成，但不要忘记它的影子孩子

For its picture you hate to keep

因为你不愿保留它的照片

even though it always lives

即使它永远鲜活

developed the horror of an idea that wears you unrendered,

产生了一种恐怖的想法，这种想法会让你感到不舒服，

Its been 14 years

已经14年了

its paralyzed brilliant doors are locked forever,
out of waves of memories life times locked.

它那瘫痪的辉煌之门永远锁着，
一波又一波的回忆被一生的时光锁住。

He looks old

他看起来很老

He walks so slowly, he shuffles from room to room compulsively the dementia atrophied brain

他走得很慢，强迫性地从一个房间拖到另一个房间，痴呆症萎缩的大脑

He doesn’t remember anything about me. He knows I am his son but nothing else, no memories

他不记得我的事了。他知道我是他的儿子，但没有别的，没有记忆

I am a shadow in the periphery of his mind.

我是他思想边缘的一个影子。

My mother hid the kitchen knives just in case

我妈妈把菜刀藏起来，以防万一

He thinks its the year 1999, a maddening coincidence to the primal year of my reveries.
I came to London and went to see him, who had returned to where he grew up in Wales

他认为现在是 1999 年，这与我最初的遐想年份真是令人抓狂的巧合。 

我来到伦敦去看他，他已经回到了他在威尔士长大的地方

Mother sleeps with the house keys under her pillow and a change of clothes and money in case he becomes violent and she needs to escape

母亲睡觉时把钥匙放在枕头下，带着换洗的衣服和钱，以防他在变得暴力时她需要逃跑

He threatens her when he doesnt recognize her and she has to hide

当他不认识她时就会威胁，她不得不躲起来

Crushed by her burden I see it in her face

被她的重担压垮了，我从她的脸上看到了这一点

Of course it wasnt supposed to end like this
He refers to himself in the plural.

当然不应该是这样结束的
他用复数来称呼自己。

pointing to his head

指着他的头

Trapped in the year 1999, wandering amongst the reveries of whose youth?

困在1999年，徘徊在谁的青春的遐想中？

We are in California now.

我们现在在加州。

Its peaceful here. New York seems so far away. Here in the Bay Area there are lots of crows, whom I love. They remind me of Tokyo.

这里很宁静。纽约似乎很遥远。在湾区这里有很多乌鸦，我喜欢它们。它们让我想起了东京。

Our son dances in the sun and in the water
an ant to the outsider sea.

我们的儿子在阳光下和水里跳舞
对比外面的大海就像一只蚂蚁。

We have cut a silly figure against the walls

我们在墙边刻了一个可笑的身影

crumbling cake with all our bags

所有的包裹就像碎蛋糕

A cigarette in my mouth

我嘴里叼着一支烟

my hat is lost against the orbing sun

我的帽子被太阳晒没了

the light is confusion.

光是混乱因素
This is my last song you yell across

这是我最后一首你大唱的歌

laughing after the pale band where you removed your golden ring.

嘲笑你摘下金戒指后留下的白色痕迹

The sun is chasing your tanned skin

阳光追逐着你晒黑的皮肤

your fingers fan across the buildings in the sand

你的手指在沙滩上扇动着建筑物

optical trails waving against their warped angles

光尾在弯曲的角度下摆动

Events are tiny earthquakes constantly reorienting the same set of histories

事件是不断改变同一组历史的微小地震

but for now every one here is perfect

但现在这里的每个人都很完美

standing dreamlike and frozen under the blue sun

站在蓝色的太阳下，像做梦一样，一动不动

A huge mob of crows, in the early hours of the morning on the way back home, that sent me weighing sleep against a walk around the block

凌晨回家的路上，一大群乌鸦让我在睡觉和在街区散步之间权衡

I turned away and fled as they knocked over the trash cans,

当他们打翻垃圾桶时，我转身逃跑了，

The contents strewn like intestines on the street, nourished by the abundance, crying in unison

食物像肠子一样散落在街上，丰盛滋养，齐声哭泣

When the wandering fire
Strikes the heart of stone

当流浪的火
击中铁石心肠

Will you follow?
Will you leave your home?
Will you leave your life?
Will you take the Longest Road?

你会跟着吗？
你会离开家吗？
你会离开你的生活吗？
你会选择最长的路吗？

参考资料：

PRESS RELEASE. Modern Art. Justin Caguiat‘Permutation City 1999’

Sophie Ruigrok, “What To See at Condo London 2020,” Frieze, January 10, 2020.

Th. Killian Roach, “Preface – Justin Caguiat: ‘Doll,’” Taka Ishii Gallery, Tokyo, 2021, press release, online.