01-24-2011, 12:00 AM
i wrote that piece f paper four or five years ago...
I dont know how i wrote it , it says about falling off the nipple of a virgins breast.. and then navigating the void to fall off the other!
onl;y the paper itself has been through the WASHING MACHINE..so its all tatty and torn and faded on the folded places!,,,, I keep it as momento of an emotion..
I used to do some very enjoyable painting a few years ogo... they would be a flow of zen mechanics on a single piece of wood or corridor wall!
I know that at the time i laughed a hundred times to a hundred ideas while executing them...
But now they are just pictures flat against the past!
Its less recapitulation..
more like stabilising the past as a SINGLE UNIT.. so that all else that can remain is the easterly nagual womans spiritual form!.
I dont know how i wrote it , it says about falling off the nipple of a virgins breast.. and then navigating the void to fall off the other!
onl;y the paper itself has been through the WASHING MACHINE..so its all tatty and torn and faded on the folded places!,,,, I keep it as momento of an emotion..
I used to do some very enjoyable painting a few years ogo... they would be a flow of zen mechanics on a single piece of wood or corridor wall!
I know that at the time i laughed a hundred times to a hundred ideas while executing them...
But now they are just pictures flat against the past!
Its less recapitulation..
more like stabilising the past as a SINGLE UNIT.. so that all else that can remain is the easterly nagual womans spiritual form!.

