» Focus
A man, mid 40's, grey hear and a white skin. Dark jacket, a bright white
shirt, stripeless blouse, top button open. Walking through the park.
Trees are coloured fire-red, fall-green. The man is walking with his
eyes closed [ ] It seems that he has no idea of what he's doing, stops.
He moves his head slowly to the right, and walks on.
- new identities with each costume change
Abstract with a chaos structure. Breath in, breath out (...) hands in
his pockets. "I just figure anytime anybody reads something about me,
maybe one person will eventually seek out my book - that's all I could
hope for" the man seems to - walk straight to the point, out of focus.
14/08/02 Utrecht
» Gain momentum
A light breaze is floating
from the dark and humming night.
A few tears pour down towards the blue.
I'm lying in a bed.
~
Underneath a blanket of warmth,
covering my whole body.
» Focus
A blond short-haired woman, with dark eyes and deadly red lips is
looking straight from the light, wonder what she is doing there.
Thinking around in her black bikini only.
» Travelling
A straight line.
A small dot.
Turning around.
Falling down.
» Elecitricity consumption
Deurbel. Langzaam kruip ik overeind en slof naar de deur. "Heb jij ook
geen stroom?" De buurvrouw staat voor me. Een slaperig "uuh" is mijn
enige antwoord en op dat moment besef ik dat ik slechts gekleed ben in
een boxershort. "O, ik zie het al", zegt ze "de kachel doet het bij jou
in ieder geval wel."
14/10/02 Utrecht
» A strange whim
People say:
"Nothing."
You should watch.
