I have taken up residence in an obsidian tower. It has no chinks for the intrepid to grip. It is an obelisk. I am the odalisque who lives in the obelisk. I converse with birds. www.conversewithbirds.org.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I don’t want to go outside, so I’m distracting the birds with FASHION: All the birds in HATS…
(read birds in hats)
Though I spent my formative years as an art object, I’ve always wanted to be an artist.
I like to be looked at so I decided that my first artistic project would be myself…
(read performance art…)
…throw the stone of your heart
into the fire.
it might be an egg or a seed
that must be scorched
before it will hatch.
The death of Chavez frees Henriette from her prison de bellas artes where she was suspected of being a bourgeois…
(read Henriette libre)
my dream
Owl recorded my dream. Listen: cosmic dream radio.
I woke up yesterday. This is what I remember…
cosmic dream radio.
in Paris….
(i imagine myself on a tropical isle, london, and canada in places I could go)
Oh the places an odalisque and her parrot crow could go! I travel in pictures from a 1954 book: Around the World in 1,000 Pictures.
(see/read places I could go)
I would like to step out of my heart, and go
walking beneath an enormous sky.
I’m not writing anymore about love, but I did make a Valentine. My valentine has ruins in it. Owl tells me there’s a fetishism for ruins called abandoned porn…
(read about ruins, annihilation and love: ruined valentine)
HER GREATEST LOVE (2)
In the previously transcribed scene, HAZEL discovers the white-eyed BOY with his arm around a pony-tail GIRL. Evil forces gather, cosmic libraries are ransacked, and to her shame, HAZEL sprouts wings. A spaceship-like car, summoned by the mirrors of pony-tail girls, aligns an inescapable magnetic field around the boy…
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year! I now operate on obelisk time, and today is January 31…one year ago I moved into…
detail and a text fragment from Fig. 1 (enough) questionnante on wordpress.
Fig 3 from this week’s series on the word “enough”.
emptiness, she thinks, is the reward of an open heart.
