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entrance stage right finding clues in visual materials the making of a drawing by ‘accident’ 1st release go loose (tension is good she said it gives you a cannon shot booster) of formal thinking classical training puritan ethic propaganda and habitual short cuts. something with some visualverbaltactile stature a ‘statement’ ahem quit laughing? seer somehow disconnects w/what it is as 'known' previously around ‘statement’ a signpost on the road NOT LAW in blue books but inuit rock carving a craftwork of pulling nuance pox and detail from a blob of something he looks at the stone turns it over and over looks at it smiles at it, squeezes it in his palm then he sees the polar bear this one has a hat 'the form is within' there is no end to expansion of form manifestato engine of now, ode call to meaning? language of inner space) becoming outer space and a splendid art object subject dialect, a communication refined by subterranean erosion or entropy if you prefer 'invisible lines of the world' becomes visible suggesting something deeper deeper than denture, running off the stage now wait a second_______part 1

process an indefinable exploration zen style brushwork like film slowed down or sound loop delayed, juggling rotoscopic unnaturally outlined elements kept in mind and scenarios like droplets of saturated character and depth outofthebox inside a vast horizon nagualish realm a few miles farther than the farthest step taken yet (cezanne said the work is never done), maybe it is like like collage, all these brash torn-edge photos blackened seared wax dripped over and snippets of hairlocks and a two inch piece of raspberry satin frayed ribbon, a glass music box chime painting connecting via (winged eel fingerling color sound movement time rhythm (notsofew can become parts of a whole here come on rocky realm discovers new ways to repeat the sine and sawtooth calling for cane sugarwaves treasures of trojan excavation and the carpenteering to repair and replace honeycomb beehives and some new kind of raw and the projection of unknown chrysalis morpha in a parisian taxi, it took me to work the players cartwheel on the ‘same beam’ electronic vibrationally speaking, why? this i dont know cant be sure the same way twice, well because to explain is more than 'just listen' or or you know See but thats another thing/how but how and what and why eye eye due diligentlemen and lemurian ladies will ask, neatly trimmed sections of the reel crop the 'it is' requiring silent observation and some repeated jokes don juan louis ck style and to get the spices i mean spaces blending in the garam masala mix comes by an overall reverence for turdly emission of creamy dreamy palette bulbs of color as it comes out of the tube on the little cups thick pre solvent texture it has what thump it is wanting eskimo stone carving to do thwack and liquidly, while adventure aboard enterprise time and space and technology and expression on the same rocketship or semisuspended vehicle it goes all the way light leap years behold begotten bibles so what panky panky taps the tube on the table to loosen the topscrew who cares about what again, you like this one so much Hah? thats yellow of course you do or not and do i but something worthy of wordly worldly expression on amber modules in there if only to say hey wake up yur snoring and spoken by someone still asleep, curtsy flip of scarf, (prt. 2)exit stage left