Philadelphia Museum of Art 12/12: Notes on Dancing Around the Bride

A wild edible drawing: kudzu hibiscus cattail eucommia clover. The light goes on and music starts. Not certain as to the movement. Not quite. Being near affects movement. Much minutiae. A crunching sound. The glass in pieces. No. In plastic, the great glass a set. Voila! A bent spoon. 

Inside plastic drawers, poems. Drawers pulled open by guards. The guard says, visitors had been allowed to open the drawers, but then the visitors were closing them too hard — they were slamming the drawers to close them — so the visitors cannot be trusted. We cannot be trusted to open the clear plastic drawers full of poems.

and I’ll start all over again  

living with interior immobility

enjoyment in the midst of countlessness

accomplishing nothing

as though nothing had happened

as though tourists

living as though tourists always.

A visitor complains about not being able to take pictures or write with pen. She doesn’t understand since this exhibit is all about collaboration. The light changes and a city returns. 

Close sounds overhead.  A nude with little dots. Shadow then a hum. To imprint no. No imprinted. An ornament. A sound sculpture that lasts. I am waiting for things to happen. No. Not quite. Things just keep happening. Trains. Dancers with enormous feet. Thumping. A piano.

How to make a Blood Chicken

One of the most celebrated creatures in all the ghost world is the Blood Chicken.  This Ghost belongs to the sanguine-pecking order. They have a greater number and are in a wider distribution over the earth than any other Ghost animal. The Blood chicken is of great geologic age, and its fossil remains, when found, may weigh up to sixty pounds due to blood filth concentration.  The Blood Chicken can be found hovering over the bodies of the sick or dying, anything curdled. It lusts after but cannot taste that filth; it can only be fed with the blood of its master.