Sand, Glue, Time

[avad]

Brushing on the glue, sprinkling on the sand.....thickening...building...
the skeletal structures of thought made manifest....mano/hand...late into night.
Early morning back in the studio..with the aid of music...dropping deeper into that realm. The realm that is as painful as it is intoxicating, full of wonder and loneliness. Here tears are pushed up out of my eyes...inexplicable feelings, intensity that I have no words for...so much felt/seen...and I do not know how to speak it. I have art.
I long for company in this realm, someone to come join me...but it is impossible. How can I open the door to THIS room. I would like to. But it is not the same room someone else would enter...yes, the spaces are superimposed...but I am 'here'...and if/when someone would enter the studio, I would go join them...pass over to the studio they see, I would leave this other realm. I would not know how to explain why I had been crying, or how the past, present and future had just swirled me up in a whirlwind in one space...compressed into each inch of my inward/outward gaze. I would not know how to explain how the sweater on the chair was mine and Darlene's and a grandmother's and a stranger's, a woman whose life I entered on a whim.

Comments

[rokkitz.livejournal.com]

"There are no words in the language, only a moving, dancing adaptation to a moving, dancing universe. You can only speak the language, not translate it. To know the meaning you have to go through the experience and even then the meaning changes before your eyes."
- Darwi Odrade, Heretics of Dune

[avad.livejournal.com]

true that.:)

[lorigami.livejournal.com]

that was lovely

[avad.livejournal.com]

thank you.:) I didn't know if it would just sound insane.

[unluckymonkey.livejournal.com]

You always inspire me AND drive me nuts that you are not closer so that we can meet and talk and hang out enough to casually dance around the spaces in our heads.

[avad.livejournal.com]

same. I really think we would make good wacky art buddies.

[imjussa6url.livejournal.com]

I am so curious about you. You have so much inside. Beautiful.

[rosylavie.livejournal.com]

I dreamed I was meeting you in person for the second time last night. The first one was about 3 weeks ago. Last night I was at your place with other people. I don't remember much details, only that the interior was sober but arranged with attention and art. There were not many objects around.

[avad.livejournal.com]

nice! well, welcome.:)
Next time speak up a bit!;) You'd be nice to have around.

reflecting...

[electric-plato.livejournal.com]

I love thse wordrambles of your images and wishes slipping out of your mind and onto a virtual page that spins its way into s many lives as wish to go beyond the comfortable boundaries of their existence...

"How can I open the door to THIS room?"

By seeing that you have.

Re: reflecting...

[avad.livejournal.com]

:)
THANK YOU.