2021-2022 野生嘢 Wild Things
Observing refractions of light in space,
translating between sight and sound,
and processing the nature of things.
See reverberating textures,
hear interlocking shapes,
and sense parallel spirits.
Layers—alternating between the shades of dark and light.
At the start it’s easy, then, you have to be more careful where you place the darks and lights.
And as you add more and more of each, you will find there are more greys.
Find me hidden on the underside of a leaf, camouflaged in leaf litter on the ground, or tucked safely at the base of a tree trunk, concealed in a crevice.
For a little while, this self-spun silky encase keeps me warm and safe from the conditions of the outside world. An insulation that amplifies what is woven into the convolutions of my double helix—instructions for a metamorphosis.
Last November, I found a place where the insistent humming of people and whirring of machines are diluted by the sound of steady water falling.
A tranquilizing white noise that drowns out the turbulent whitewaters trapped in my body.
It lies in Aloneness.
and accepting this aloneness,
like gushing waters, infinitely.
With tricks now and then, but we return Here.
an Alien in this world, unable to find Home.
Self-portrait from a creepy dream, started back in February.
There were II of me—me standing behind me, staring at myselves unwaveringly in the bathroom mirror of the home I grew up in. I’m watching this figure that I know is me in form but I have no idea who it is or what it wants with me.