i’m just a story. nothing real, nor fake, but simply “what is”
a panel, wafer thin. see-thru amalgam
a dense preexisting
corners foul
blind spots owl
neither what is or was
supposed to or have to be
what was it they said?
knock-need conventionality?
bury a scratched back into a comfort grave
decided and continued
ganas
- gan
- i am an interpreter and indication of the gatherings in my life. my collection of influences, and experiences, and wanderings, and figurings. i am a current of reflection yearning for connection. i am compelled and commanded to do so by my own accordion. playing it's off-tunes and rhythmic swoons i am dancing to the passing moment. all at once and individually rapt. i am continual appreciation of the process and movement of life. i am most interested in the details of culture and life-byproducts, the wear and tear of existence. human-fantastic is a great show. i am highly enamoured with seeing through things or of hidden sources of movement or sound. knowing you know is where i'm most ticklish.
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