love? yes i think. but where?
i went into my forest, and spoke slowly, with my eyes closed
then i tried to remember what id said, and i wrote it down on a stick
which i left there
two things: the spring of 2007, will be a time of decision and change
the choice of what
and the preparations i need to make, this is not something i want to answer quickly
and yet
it is a credo of urgency
that informs my artistic concept and identity - well,... part of it.
the part that sits up in the night
when it is raining
in the window
naked
until i begin to shake
BUT IN THE BEGINNING
each DROP THAT STRIKES ME
HISSES
i went into my forest, and spoke slowly, with my eyes closed
then i tried to remember what id said, and i wrote it down on a stick
which i left there
two things: the spring of 2007, will be a time of decision and change
the choice of what
and the preparations i need to make, this is not something i want to answer quickly
and yet
it is a credo of urgency
that informs my artistic concept and identity - well,... part of it.
the part that sits up in the night
when it is raining
in the window
naked
until i begin to shake
BUT IN THE BEGINNING
each DROP THAT STRIKES ME
HISSES