Oct 17 13

The laptop has to sit on the Calder book for writing in the gallery – the best if sleep learning works.  Which of course it does.  The farther away I get, the closer I feel, If I see anything it’s disappearance, and big Do Not Enter signs, I feel though that I am already in, running away from me with myself in panting, ducking darkness.

I brought the light today, and I won’t be writing long, I am at my installest, grody in the corner, naked-faced with bandana and absurd socks over even weirder mojo-less shoes.  That’s how it rolls.  Of course I’ll fix it up later, at the reception, with extra spanky boots holding the fancy outfit off the floor.

I see the whale eye again, the piece isn’t the eye, but the eye is in the form of the piece, because the piece isn’t anything, it isn’t an eye, or a puddle or a lost monocle, but it’s blue and it’s in the ceiling and that makes it a Celestial Dome, so do we all know what the homework is?  That’s right.  Find the most unlikely reader for Kubla Khan, like did Vincent Price ever read it?!  and listen to it while soldering the lights.  It surely already exists that I can call any voice up to read my books out loud to me.  I would like to hear Ulysses read by Snoop, please.

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I had to go to Santana radio, because he gets it so fine every time, he can’t get near strings before they are weeping and moaning for more.  Which is where I would like to see the object in the gallery.  Finished except for the one thing with boney pods, and ready for lights, whose locations are already measured and determined.  So it’s tomorrow morning soldering first thing, with coffee and the electrically controlled soldering iron, plenty of heat shrink, and enough wire between new and recycled probably to just make it.  It’s true, I never escape it, but I never try.  I will drive the circuits to the gallery late morning, mount them in more or less their places (remember clips!!!  And electronics adhesive.  Muse holds me down by the shoulders, and fucks me faster) to throw some shadows around the room.  I will return Saturday and Sunday evenings for painting and wall treatment (remember what I did with my 40% off coupon at Blick – second-most-chic and complete set of prismacolor colored pencils.  I got the set of 150 or so.  I still have regular colors that aren’t in it, so I still had to cram the not so long-haulsish paper box with add-ons it wasn’t made to hold.  and it will be de-light-ful.  For such a thing my boney pod needs sleep.