found a photograph of the work i was talking about last time i posted. (jesus rafael sotto). thought id include, even if it is way overdue... it's the one that looks like a wheat field, in a way.
it's sorta funny to read all your poetry you share. i'm not usually a big poetry fan. it's not that i'm not a fan, but i feel i am a visual person so i need the visuals to go with it. there is one poem that just stops my heart for a moment though:
"people are like mountains, difficult to move, often erupting and then they lie dormant making small bird sounds and breathing soft. and when they disappear, isn't it like the sierras getting up and walking away, and all we're left with is they valley, some wind, and the feeling that the landscape looks all wrong."
a friend, grace, from SMFA, used it in a performance. the poems were printed on white fabric handkerchiefs and she walked around the Museum of Fine Arts, in Boston, just gracefully dropping them all over the place. you could pick one handkerchief up and take it home with you, if you wanted. very beautiful.
went to another art opening today that felt like a high school project. strange... (not worth mentioning the name and causing a bad rep for people involved)
