I want to know about you.

I want to know about you
Why hide yourself?
I want some pieces of you
To paint a portrait.

I want some colours of you
To taste on my tongue.
I want some of your breath
To fill my lung.

Every escaping light from your eyes
To fill my scrapbook;
Every murmer made in your sleep
A momento to keep.

To whole world is described
Time and time again.
I want to know about you
Who I may never see again.

Biblical drawings: Samson

Samson Removes the City Gates. Judges 16: 1-3

Samson with and without hair style.

Biblical
Samson with hairstyle of the day
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Samson without hair style of those days.

Samson: for one of my two eyes. Judges 16: 25-30

 

Aphorism: It was the goal of the season

  • They’ve put so many hands
    in a deck of cards.
  • All the hate in the world
    Wouldn’t be so bad if you loved me.
  • It was the goal of the season, it was a good goal
    It was the goal of the universe, it was a good goal.
  • Jealousy is banned, banned across the land
    And spite, its evil twin, never more should sin.
  • How I wish the night would come
    Because I’ve got nowhere to run.
  • The heart has its feelings
    The eyes have their dreams
    The vocal chords have their thoughts.
  • Ever since you invented them
    Half the world has died – end the gun, end the gun.
  • Not even the man in the Kremlin
    Knows the heart of the Kremlin.
  • Don’t commit adultery
    Don’t worship the image of the wild beast
    Honour Gods name.
  • Peace is like a garden,
    Peace is like a plan
    But whatever you do now,
    Don’t leave the design to man.
  • People with multiple personalities
    Also have multiple broken hearts.
  • The end is worse than the beginning
    You retrace your steps and discover
    That what you started with was glorious.
  • They keep their hate secrets; nobody knows their hate secrets
    Nobody sees their hate secrets until it’s too late.

 

Project 330, (drawings done about 1980)

RADIO-HEAD

sketch
my radio head

Asleep in the night. Some people are passing by outside the squat in 330 Commercial Road, walking about 30 or more feet away walking eastward. My deep sleep shuts down and opens, clear as a radio, listens to the conversation of passers by. The talk would normally be too far away to be heard; an amplification of sound takes place inside the brain and makes the conversation seem nearer and clearer. In the morning I attempt to record the strange experience as a drawing; my Radio Head.

WINDOWS

Disturbed sleep experiences.

MATTRESS (performance proposal)

Wake up in the morning/persperation. The wall is a surface/unpapered/non-illusary. To see beneath the surface, to dream. A man looking at a surface and dreaming. To wake up from the night/from dreaming to stand on the mtress and press warm body against wall. Bones and wall are one/flesh and matress another. The room is cool. The mattress and flesh are warm/bones and wall are cold. This seperation from warm and cold, flesh and bone, ilusion and surface, night and reality. The surface is covered in white paint. The paint is as cold as the wall, even if it conveyed an illusion, it is a surface even if it depicted spatial design. A dream comes from some death (like a lantern fish). Can you pass your fingers through it, or is it a surface. It is not illusory, it is real, living, working, and working, (or is it the thinking, illusory sound where do dream sounds come from – real of imaginary?

THE THREE GRACES

BIO-FORM

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bio-form

LONDON DOCKLAND & THE TWIN SLEEPWALKERS

As a person who has suffered from sleepwalking since childhood, here I imagine a twin who watches over me.

THREE VARIED DRAWINGS

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linear drawing