RR haiku 150
write first
think
later
write first
think
later
am i evil
for buying things
on amazon
city noise
a gentle breeze
passing through
not much
i can do
about that
what
where
when
plate was full
now it’s empty
back to work
can’t sleep
tried everything
still can’t sleep
very hot
very humid
very summer
no meaning
no message
no answer
beautiful
average
ugly
i’ve tried
to spend less time
on my computer
new software
new hardware
same me
i love you
you love me
we love each other
fuck the syllables
this
is a haiku
dark room
bright screen
time for bed
everything’s fucked
might as well
be happy
downloading file
less than a minute
remaining
soft bed
heavy eyes
almost asleep
should i run
should i tea
should i nap
spring sun
summer breeze
winter mood
buy buy
sell sell
happy happy
will it ever happen
am i good enough
do they understand
hot in here
hot out there
no escape
might go well
might go bad
might not happen
sharp light of spring
sound of
honking cars
don’t overthink
don’t think
don’t
as long as
you’re not dead
you’re alive
thank you toilet
for swallowing
my poop
a strong urge to write
even if
there is nothing to say
what it was
what it is
what it will be
chill out
take it easy
it’s cool
something
never seen
heard or felt
writing down
whatever
comes to mind
thinking about
doing sit-ups
never mind

Google Drive, 260 x 144 cm.

Daily Beast, 260 x 144 cm.

LA Times, 260 x 144 cm.

Pinterest, 260 x 144 cm.

Technorati, 260 x 144 cm.

Yahoo, 160 x 90 cm.
I was interviewed by Marvin Jordan for DIS magazine. We talk about the social, economic, and aesthetic conditions that characterize the landscape of internet-based art.
Very happy about this text, read it here.








Press release:
all i want to do
is sit on a beach
and write haiku
once again
staring
at a screen
sun rises
sun sets
repeat
Postmasters is very pleased to present a show of haiku wall paintings by Rafaël Rozendaal, Haiku2014 Rozendaal. Catching a daily moment, freezing a thought, a shortcut from one brain to another, easily transferable raw data, truly mobile, universal and indestructible, haikus are an essence in text. Artifacts deteriorate, but words are forever.
Rozendaal’s art, be it his websites, his lenticular paintings, his installations, or his animations, are always about focus, locating an essence of a thought or an image. For this show all it takes is a color and a font.
Like www.muchbetterthanthis.com, his current installation in Times Square, where a simple, minimal animation of a kiss transcends its frenetic surroundings for the fleeting three minutes before midnight, Rozendaal’s haiku rise above the noise and chaos of contemporary art. It’s a joy to write them, so little trouble, just an idea, he says, I find comfort in simplicity… it’s an escape.
The exhibition is accompanied by a $10 book of almost one hundred haiku.
would you create
something amazing for us
we have no budget



February 2015, Much Better Than This at Times Square New York
Photography by Michael Wells
Organized by Times Square Arts, Times Square Advertising Coalition and Dutch Culture USA
when there is nothing
i think of something
and dream of quiet
thank you spoon
you make it so easy
to eat soup
in my chair
wondering if i’m
sitting too much
cold out there
warm in here
hard to leave

Much Better Than This .com is this month’s Midnight Moment on Times Square.
Each night in February, from 11:57 to midnight, the work will play simultaneously on 47 screens.
Big thanks to: Times Square Advertising Coalition (TSAC), Times Square Arts and Dutch Culture USA.
Photography by Ka-Man Tse for @TSqArts




trying to remember
something
i forgot
never working
never
not working
what i should do
what i can do
what i will do
so much to say
not sure
how to say it
too much
too many
too think
a red stain
on my brand new
white suit
nothing
never
nowhere
imagine
loving
everything
whatever i do
there is always more
to be done
morning cold
just before
the sun rises
what
where
right there
not here
not there
somewhere
i should be
at a beach
right now
amazing
incredible
see you later
thank you socks
for making sure my feet
don’t touch my shoes
almost nothing
hardly anything
barely something
i am sorry
won’t happen again
my apologies
complex
computational
compositions
not knowing why
is the best
reason why
felt sad
ate steak
feel good

Someone finds a trick to simplify a task. This person finishes the task faster and has more time to relax.
Once everyone starts using the same trick, there is no time to relax any more. You have to use the trick. What used to be normal is now slow.
what better way
to spend your time
than surfing the web
a tiny mosquito
walking across
a big pond
no idea
nothing
at all

This is a selection of texts from my Spheres book, in collaboration with Philippe Karrer.
When we stare at the ocean, we can’t see that far because of the curvature of the earth. Clouds are not that far away either. Stars can be very far away, but a lot of stars don’t even exist any more by the time their light hits our eyes. The further something is, the longer it takes before you see it.
People always emphasize it’s good to grow and innovate, but it’s also good to repeat and refine.
In the future, people will not carry around devices to access the internet. Instead, with a pocket knife, they will cut a rectangle out of thin air, right in front of them, and there the internet will be. Unfortunately, many people will leave pieces of sky on the floor which might be dangerous. (More…)
not here
not there
not anywhere

I cannot explain why, but one of my favorite activities in the world is throwing stuff away. After graduating, I started moving to different countries, so I had to. I could only take so much with me. Possessions restrict movement. I don’t need much.
I love the idea of empty spaces. I love visualizing an empty home with big windows in an empty landscape. I imagine windows opened on either side of the house, the wind blowing from miles away entering the house and leaving quickly, hardly obstructed.
Emptiness is very elegant. It is luxurious.
The reality is that I am never in an empty house in an empty landscape. I am always in very crowded places. I live in Chinatown New York which is dense with tourists and garbage. I travel in crowded airplanes and eat while my elbows touch the passenger next to me. I sleep in hotels packed with people and their luggage. I swim at crowded beaches and walk through crowded museums and sit in crowded subways.
Emptiness seems beautiful yet I hardly ever go there. I hardly make an effort. I could take a bus to the countryside and sit in an empty field for a few hours. I could but I don’t.
I like the idea of emptiness more than the reality of it.
it’s fun
it’s new
it’s light
it’s open
it’s cheap
it’s free
it’s everything
it’s always
it’s everywhere
no history
no stress
no boss
no budget
no deadlines
no hassle
all i want to do
is not do
what i have to do
what
should i do
today
add
subtract
zero

Austin Lee interviews Rafaël Rozendaal for SFAQ magazine.
New York, February 2014.
AL: Your artwork has strong ties to both painting and animation. How do you think about time in both mediums and how does it function in your work?
RR: I’m interested in movement, and I’m interested in staring. That means I want to make moving images that don’t have a beginning or ending, no specific duration. The computer makes it possible to create images that run infinitely, always a bit different but also kind of the same. Think of a fountain: it’s in motion, it’s moving, but it’s not going anywhere.
blue sky
black metal
green tea
for a brief moment
my inbox
was empty
today is a good day
not great
but quite alright
all i want
is a little bit more
than anyone else
i have to remind myself
again and again
how lucky i am
why
is bad food
so delicious
you can’t
argue
with crazy people








External Memory, exhibition by Rafaël Rozendaal
at Upstream Gallery, Amsterdam. March 2014.
Photography by Gert Jan van Rooij.
sometimes
everything
feels right
maybe
kinda
sorta
i write haiku
because there is nothing
better to do
america
even though it sucks
it’s awesome
would you create
something amazing for us
we have no budget
i’m not sure
who reads my poems
you do
a room full of people
talking
holding drinks
yeah totally
i know
for sure
there’s so much out there
why would anyone ever
create anything
i just paid $15
for a glass of orange juice
it was worth it
clickidiclickclick
clickclickclickclickidiclick
clickclickidiclick
why do they
get more than me
not fair
take it easy
breathe in
breathe out
all i want to do
is sit on a beach
and write haiku
find a space
invite many artists
ask them to bring their projector