No, a photograph is a fragment of an experience with richly intertwining aural, spacial, and temporal elements that are flattened and or eli...

If I am privy to the intentions of an artist in making a particular work, which doesn't often happen, my enjoyment and appraisal of the ...

Children :   What is more natural, to banish ones fears than to live on delegated powers? and what does the whole growing up period signify...

Doing it like you don't know how, talking like you don't read books, playing dumb. I believe the pretension of being an anti-intelle...

I make art firstly for myself, secondly for the art public. Making art and looking and thinking about my art makes me happy. Doesn't eve...

You can't really deny your self, your presence when your walking up hill. Your feet on the ground come into view, your legs tell you in ...

I want melody Winds and whispers Smells and sensations, Poetry like prose, Prose like poetry Days like dreams, Dreams like years, and...

Writing Sleep can look so much like death, Barthes might have recommended to put the author to sleep instead of to death. Sleep only has...

Signification is the act of making a relation between a word per se and an object. The word is the signifier of the object and the...

I am asleep now, even before I found sleep tonight. I feel asleep, my thoughts feel asleep, my eyes feel asleep. The lamp I turned on to wri...

Don’t track back me, / and unmappably map me. Don’t keep the collapse / Lastly, track me, No evermore, lose me / Flash me with flashcards...

Rereading this stuff feels like sleeping on my dirty sheets. I am daydreamer, I burn away idle hours. I will write out my voice until I get ...

The Times' Whistle: Or, A New Daunce Of Seven Satires: And Other Poems R. C. (Gent.) Page 23.

the science of  thought and the right of art, the logic and steel will of  force.

I have studied carefully how to speak in confusing and esoteric ways. How strange, my very literacy makes it harder to express myself. It wa...

Please Water Me Sometimes Please write empty things for me Write me empty writing Nothing writing to please me Inquire nothing

The night of day is a blank whiteness, light comes into focus in the dark. We make the light in the dark and it falls away so quickly. Our n...