23rd July 2018
This gaze lies on one’s whole being. Its heavyness has become a familiar pressure, yet each time it hits the body, it reforms and reformulates – touches, tackles, bends different parts and muscles, distributes a new order. It enters with ease, causes motion, sigh, cesura. It destructs. Without invitation, the intruder takes over.
This gaze lifts one’s whole being. Feet, hands, head, fingers, the past and the fearful and the bold vision of possible futures – it undermines their structure. It breaks bones and reconnects them, stitches together lost parts. It grows flesh on the skeleton. It caresses. Longingly awaited, the intruder takes over.
Objects and subjects, there’s no denial – they will need to surrender. Wrapped around each other, exchanging skin and threads. Layered, lowered, lifted, reveal their chameleonic lust, their manifest longing.
A spiralizing hybrid with two center points. A gaze and a phenomenon and its gaze. A permanent gravity. A broken surface. Subjects and objects, there’s no denial, they will need to battle on.
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