I am everything
You left to decay
As walls fail
And fluids leach
Billions multiply
Out of my body
Yields possibility
I am given up
To the earth
In smaller parts
Than before
(((Discarded squash left on window sill, decaying and desicating.)))
Everything is divisable
I am everything
You left to decay
As walls fail
And fluids leach
Billions multiply
Out of my body
Yields possibility
I am given up
To the earth
In smaller parts
Than before
(((Discarded squash left on window sill, decaying and desicating.)))
Particle dispersion in solution.
Everything is divisible.
Every idea
Every thought
Every belief.
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Questioning how I question my questions
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More drawing from film stills. Although it doesn’t feel as successful and I’m not convinced of where this can go. I’d much prefer to work from my own film work and original source.
However it still has me thinking and examining.
I didn’t care for the drawing, but I did like the dispersion of the particles across the paper as I bled the paint. To draw with this technique is excruciating as control is minimal and the temptation to draw properly to overcome the random element is strong. But to do that would pull too far from the quality of the textures created randomly. Somewhere in-between is a drawing I like.