this is the last entry on this blog. a website is being built, photos are being taken, films are being made, sculptures emerge and so do paintings. and i myself am turning into a catalyst for creation. let the focus remain set. this place has served its purpose and is no longer presentable for stages to come.
below, a school exercise. once again i bended the task to suit my inner rafts. i listen carefully but i sing in my own way.
poor mobile camera copy, but isn't it one of the charms this place has. a state of draft.
on doit pouvoir s'épanouir à tout envoyer enfin en l'air
we can. we do. if we ponder the possibility of light unobvious, that it also can creep from behind and sweep its fingers over your backhead just like darkness does. that the foreground can be, as it often is, the darkest part of the picture - and that the sight lightens with growing distance. the fairest Lucipher of Milton and Blake descending to hell. and taking it over.
if we realize the light that can be as solid as the shadow, as heavy as a nightly sky. that it, maybe, cuts as deep and swiftly as the borders of black, that it maybe swings the sharpest razors. maybe the only ones.
let my eyes tell you something you'll understand
goodbye
see you soon in some other place
.w
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