lonely hangover dawns. catatonic still-lifes. flames of everyday. etc.

"Saying is inventing. Wrong, very rightly wrong. You invent nothing, you think you are inventing, you think you are escaping, and all you do is stammer out your lesson, the remnants of a pensum one day got by heart and long forgotten, life without tears, as it is wept." –Molloy, Part I

"...you would do better, at least no worse, to obliterate texts than to blacken margins, to fill in the holes of words till all is black and flat and the whole ghastly business looks like what it is, senseless, speechless, issueless misery." - Molloy, Part I


sincerity of intention, subtlety of vanity, instinct for occupation.. thought - silent thought, spoken thought, written thought. express in words, or seek expression in words being written..?
i like a simple hard-cover notebook, and the strokes and twists of pen on paper.
in schizophrenic art, the white sheet and the pencil are means for re-building a world of necessity, a faculty for experiencing.

 

 

["the parable of the blind leading the blind" by pieter bruegel.]

if one lives in an un-natural world, in an enviroment of things constructed, and one adapts to man-made laws, and one is wired in the fabric of culture, and one is chained to the enterprise of civilization, one must never stop trying to regain the original ability to see.

"I must create a system, or be enslav'd by another man's." - William Blake