Sunday, March 20, 2011

horizon




A third floor window opens onto a balcony, the sun shines on the concrete desert of the abandoned courtyard. Only a few years ago this was a thriving tourist resort. Everything sits still now. Everything has stopped. Everything is covered in a fine layer of dust- a layer of time.
BANG
I am Alone.
This
FEVERISH
Solitude.
I could be anywhere but I am here Alone
Desert winds blow across the sea. They used to say that these winds brought the strange men from other lands. You can smell the hot sun in the wind. Betrayal is the worst kind of loss, you loose the ability to trust and so you can never feel what you felt before. The many since our world and theirs once were at peace. I have betrayed myself we are all the betrayers of our own souls. Betray Betray take it all away. I am Alone. I therefore cannot abide. You are a fool to think anything of me that you cannot think of yourself. I cannot please me let alone POSSIBLY you. I can never just please me I must please all.
Rules
How to avoid being perceived, how to avoid error:
  1. Always look out for other peoples interests
  2. Never do anything on a whim
  3. Do not follow your heart, lead with your brain
  4. Listen
  5. Wait
  6. Destroy. EXTERMINATE
I therefore need you to breathe, sleep and wake.
The wind against my face.
Rushing
Forward
Moving
Toward
It is unsettling when it is still-
To know. This air is infinitely old. This wind has been blowing forever. Will blow forever. It is part of the whole and to breathe this air I need to live to keep breathing to know I need to keep breathing …’I can only do so indirectly’… sometimes I forget.
I know
There is the wind (the air that I breathe, the breath that I draw)
There is the Sun that warms the earth and moves the air
There is the compulsion to destroy
There is the compulsion to survive

Monday, March 7, 2011

STDYBTCH

I've just started Uni again after a 2 1/2 year gap. I'm offically a
mature age student now (gasp). I've been studying at my tiny desk all
afternoon. My BFF just gave me a vase full of flowers to brighten up
my study area! She's so lovely!

Friday, March 4, 2011

Thursday, February 24, 2011

field of poppies



this year will be over in 10 months and four days.

Friday, February 18, 2011

wet mess




I wish i could paint like this
the nizina glacier breaks off into a muddy lake in St Elias National park in Alaska. 
Images via i'm revolting
The Nizina Glacier breaks off into a muddy lake in St. Elias National Park in Alaska. From top: 

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

the pied paper

today I received  #01 repetition and #02 trace of pie in the mail. 
I had seen it on tourist magazine and following my penchant for expensive imported magazines, I immediately ordered. I'm a little disappointed that i miss out on #00 (sold out) as the paper is pretty fab. 
I have already put the dead star poster up in my kitchen and I am looking forward to spending some lazy days reading every "bite size piece of goodness". It is a NZ based mag and Nathalie Smith from so much to tell you is one of the contributors.  Ohh, and the best thing....it's a broadsheet!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011