03-16

03-16

Nunca entendí
los jardines que son
sólo para mirar
y no
para vivir

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The rotting onion needs to leave the house.

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This is not
our last
summer
I always
have 2 gor things
on my list.
The wind comes
from west to east.

The longer days
of the summer are here
There’s light
in the dark part of the day.

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You are down to 2.5cm
and as large as 10
but when you move
onto a quarter inch
and still are ideal
90-60-90

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You sometimes have to
do it for others so
you can do it for yourself

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For now my work is a performative process.
The work is the idea and the action.
A registered, visual record of a movement.
My actions are the same as my ideas.
My actions are the ideas.

The actions of adding, of joining, contributing, helping, keeping a pace.

Adding is opposite to the actions of long pulled clouds, whose action of the conflict in the process of creating…..

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That’s the intimate, most
vulnerable hanging out space.
It will be my summer desk:
I don’t know what it will be.
I don’t know what it’ll become.
The space in the living room with the windows
That looked like
what I have always ever wanted.

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The end of winter cold

There will be a time when we will
Put
all
our
faces
in
the
toilet.
Toilet?

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