TEARING tears tear!
… if you are not allowed to cut with a blade or a scissor, you tear the paper with your hands and then you glue it together … and something different appears – some ~~ thing ~~ you never pre(prior) planned – common plain planes – and you cannot really explain what this face you made said – it just happened.
#1 Searching
#2 Expression
#3 I am many
#4 This is the hand that takes
#5 Pop(f)art
#6 Whoman
#7 Synthetic zero
#8 Blood
#9 Blossoms flying
#10 Félix
#11 Kindred
the child grown into a giant journeys through the whole world
Without a pass – Die kind is nie dood nie (Ingrid Jonker May 1960)
the force that bonds A LIFE
overcoming the boundaries of time and space,
of our‘selves’
Amor fati!
yes, well, yes
Running in circles simultaneously bouncing between poles
one crawls, digging the dirt,
one try standing-up tall,
one falls,
[just-ease – just-tease]
no need to rush,
a different speed,
a passage to the outside
where it is no longer important
to say I!
Running in circles simultaneously bouncing between poles
Creating a loop
a binding force
a current
a flow
a passage to the outside
where it is no longer important
to say I!
Running in circles simultaneously bouncing between poles
Press: Enter
Press: Flow
Intertwined and outward bound
Drifting away from the hole
A kinda vertigo
– go – go – go –
Let it be!
Let it go!
~ On-to-something ~
~ that in-between-breathing ~
~ ~ moving ~ ~
~ space-embracing ~
~ time-stand-stilling ~
~ ~ speeding ~ ~
Deleuze and Guattari A Thousand Plateaus 24-25 (emphasis provided)
Write to the nth power, the n – 1 power, write with slogans: Make rhizomes, not roots, never plant! Don’t sow, grow offshoots! Don’t be one or multiple, be multiplicities! Run lines, never plot a point! Speed turns the point into a line! Be quick, even when standing still! Line of chance, line of hips, line of flight. Don’t bring out the General in you! Don’t have just ideas, just have an idea (Godard). Have short-term ideas. Make maps, not photos or drawings. Be the Pink Panther and your loves will be like the wasp and the orchid, the cat and the baboon. As they say about old man river:
