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Catalogue 25: Three...

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Thursday, 9 April 2009. The eyes are prominent as would be expected. In an animal as wary was the rabbit. Note the position. Of the eyes on the head and how this compares. With the position of yours. The movable upper and lower eyelids. Are provided with eyelashes. You will also see the edge of a third,. Which is whitish and fairly thick. Draw it across the eye with the forceps. The white of the eye is not visible until the upper lid is raised. Or the lower lid drawn down. The size of the iris. No, reall...

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Catalogue 25: Very near the end, now.

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Sunday, 5 April 2009. Very near the end, now. Ad for a partner. You want somebody who can land. Just like that, with the air shooed. To the curls in their hair. You want somebody who can stop dead. In your arms with their weight gone. You want someone who proves. A point in the flair. I'd like to say you want someone. But it's never as simple as that. Haha I know right. 15 December 2014 at 02:12. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). With thanks to Sheree Mack and Every Day Creativity. The end of the year!

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Catalogue 25: One...

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Saturday, 11 April 2009. From everywhere else to a first memory. I come from, and sing of, green carpet. Up the side of the bath and false memory. Of the feel of that. I come from a bed I slept on for years. As a mattress on the floor, from the painting of a tree. In the corner above me, from a wonderment for the thrill. Of the wind and its movement through leaves. There is more to me. Than this, you understand, but impediment is rife. I come from. House parties and sitting on my dad’s tapping feet.

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Catalogue 25: September 2008

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Tuesday, 30 September 2008. A rediscovery.but I'm still not here. Thought I'd lost this forever. Monday, 29 September 2008. A young boy chasing gulls and other birds. A distant woman winces at every step, a test. Of the muscles she made unknowing. Which grow and develop a memory. Of stairs right before her eyes. These. Are treacherous times and the oystercatchers. Know it, fleeing his golden curls. S; and the gulls know it,. In and out of flight as easy as the concrete. Sunday, 28 September 2008. And hop...

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Catalogue 25: Five...

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Tuesday, 7 April 2009. It is not about the colour, but the naming of it. We stand around gesticulating with arms spread wide. For brights, our posture closed in for cosy reds. One girl stands looking up with one arm out and one by her side. And we all take this to be blue. But our room is only blue and green. By circumstance of naming: it is not about the colour. Until we read out the shades we find: Pepper Grass,. Green Trance, Treasure Isle, Cozumel. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poem of the Week.

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Catalogue 25: Four...

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Wednesday, 8 April 2009. How it becomes an easy regularity. Is a mystery to me, but it seems strange,. Now, not to be attached from one side. How is it that something so easily abandoned. Becomes something so readily missed. When it is a possibility again with you around? All I can think is that my hand temperature. Is normalised now only with yours in it. Without it I am colder than I thought,. Even with gloves on. This one is cute. Nice. 15 December 2014 at 02:10. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Catalogue 25: This is it! The end of the year!

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Sunday, 12 April 2009. The end of the year! Self portrait one year on. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I have tried to start a blog many times; many times I have failed. I have tried to keep people updated of the detailed minutiae of my existence, but really, who gives a flying about those? With thanks to Sheree Mack and Every Day Creativity. For the first germ of an idea. The end of the year! I can barely keep my eyes open. Very near the end, now. Portrait of a party. Do you know the difference?

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Catalogue 25: Two...

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Friday, 10 April 2009. Portrait of a moment in Glasgow. Waitis that literally glass meshed into the wooden table? I saw a beautiful, large walnut table in this expensive shop in Santa Monica, California the other day.and now, a real person sitting at one has visited me. I like the dark pumpkin color of the glass. Umm.unless.its just a spill of your morning drink. Lol. 15 December 2014 at 02:27. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). With thanks to Sheree Mack and Every Day Creativity. The end of the year!

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Catalogue 25: November 2008

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Sunday, 30 November 2008. It's pretty bloody cold. Out into the frost. It is the tickle of each hair pulled taut. For the fraction of a second it might take you. To see me in this light; or your ribs on my cheek. Or your dressing gown against my own,. Both naked underneath. I imagine you here. But so often you are not, or not yet, and really. What is love but hope? Through hoar frost on my window today,. Not looking up as you walked to the bus. I hope it was because you hid a smile,. I keep a herd. In th...