dearest readerez,
you know, Sometimes the process of making things for me is a very rad but very difficult one.
you go through so many spaces. all of my dreams vomit out at once and i find myself in a place where time does not exist. every possible dream, thought, horror, trauma, violent reality explodes into a million stars that once were thoughts. but now are beautiful holes on a piece of paper. Meaning is being forming.
these stars are carried from the clouds onto the soil, the fabric, the ground. they are like seeds born into the soil (Soul?). things leave. moments pass. and movement. and music. and color.
the soil the Soul?
everything is a nuance. born from the the soil. the place of our origins.
1. light
2. shadow
3. music
4. rhythm
5. soul
6. borrowed text
7. word
8. song
9. motion
10. brother
11. neighbor
12. mask
13. clay
14.soul
15. accordion
16. Kwakiutl
17. diamond, ,
18. VISUALLY RENDERED WORLD, ,
19. cherry
20. India or Native America of African
21. hand
22. tree
23. lover(s)
24. invoke
25. prayer, , ,
26. cloud
27. folklore
28. fishing, , , , ,
29. WHAT SPACES ARE USED AND HOW
30. What is Life?
31. Life is Precious
Respectfully,
The Suburbs
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