Imagine a human body stripped of everything but its capillary veins… standing upright and moving just as it would if it were fleshed out. I saw such bodies, ten or twenty; but, instead of veins, these were green daisy chains intricately woven, tracing out the burst bodies of human beings. I looked again and the [...]
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Notes on a Series of Hallucinations #01
Posted: July 23, 2010 by sam penman in Fractured Thinking, Fractured Writing0
There are some crows pecking a dead thing outside. A run over thing. Pecking a run over thing they are. Bones all shattered. Skin doesn’t shatter, does it? Some parts get torn off, run into the road, flattened. Skin gets flattened, doesn’t it? There can be pieces cut off, but it doesn’t shatter, does it? [...]
…but, it is the simplicity of the thing – not just that, it’s earthy. There’s nothing to it, nothing really in it either, a handful of moving parts, some bullets, a spring…
I am compelled to paint as I am compelled to shake the dust off my coat. Artistic creativity does not give birth to something new, but rather, discards something old - it is the creative act of abortion. A painting is severed from the artist in an act of self-mutilation; the finished painting is an amputated memory, which makes the act of memorizing [...]
