Archive for July, 2009
Imagine a flower whose pedals consisted of white dots numbering between zero and six. It is at your feet. What a lovely hookahhouse for our beekind friends!
Sculptor Abbie Vander Horck’s Poseidon - King of the Sea amazed schoolchildren (and me) outside of the Crystal Court at the Aquatennial “Art of Recycling” contest in downtown Minneapolis last weekend.
The blood tries to heal the sidewalk, filling in the cracks and drying hard. Prostrate boys and prostrate boys’ dreams. An hour before, the boys played “bloody knuckles” rapping each others hands until they were heavy and coloured like swelled watermelon flesh. Who would flinch? The dull knock. Too slow. Gotcha! Too slow.
Kathy McTavish wove a sonic tapestry at the Heliphino Festival last year: Kathy at Heliphino (6.3mb mp3)
The sun has burned away our time leaving smokey clouds that obscure the moon.
People are always coughing in Duluth. Is it the taconite dust? The cigarettes? Cough. Cough. And imagine all of the coughing at one time, snipped and condensed/combined to make one large cough and then played with all collective-cumulative volume. Would we become deaf from hearing that cough? And then even if we did clear our throats to speak, who to listen?