Must be imagination. The things of a thing, what a thing is. It’s a she. She is, and still she is not.

She is beautiful she is fat she is boring she is weird she is dowdy she is stupid she is jumpy she is grumpy she is ugly she is shy she is unfashionable she is immoral she is slutty she is colorless she is old she is distant she is opinionated she is straightforward she is stubborn she is impossible she is intolerable she is unapproachable she is presentable she is nice she is cute she is arrogant she is scary she is messy she is crazy she is frizzy she is fuzzy she is edgy she is angry she is hostile she is fragile she is lame she is eatable she is fuckable she is bitchy she is nerdy she is in the way she is the way she is not found she is unknown she is hidden she is a burden she is childish she is cranky she is whiny she is evil she is jealous she is treacherous she is intelligent she is bright she is moody she is talented she is alone she is a monster

The kind of thing anyone can crush.

http://www.motherjones.com/media/2014/10/corporate-crisis-manager-interview-eric-dezenhall-glass-jaw
Mother Jones: ”Glass jaw” is a boxing metaphor for the big, tough-looking guy who can’t take a punch. What are some examples of this in your profession?

Escaped surprise

Green the color, yellow the color, leaves the color, color that left. Or it is there to notify, some shade of bright to make us see an enterprise, initiative of particular. Endless topic of us of what color are we, what season, what ideology do we stand for, we do stand for always for something and like. Necessity to like to feel enjoyment and standing. What color to like, what colorless question to let out and what plain answer to give, short answer, because one is entitled to answer to such question of basic personal favorite. What is your personal input in this? Could one ask why do you want to know? Such attitude is hostile, to question the question. Does the answer make one more soft, acceptable and friendly when you know person’s most liked shade, named, preferred, enjoyed the wavelength of light hitting that wall of corrugated iron.

tough is sadness deleted, embraced battle of will and ability

rough rough rough rough rough rough rough rough, it’s as if dog was barking for hours with no end, no change in tone, me thinking how long will it last and what does it want. Does it belong to anybody?
Rough rough rough disgust, boredom
disturbance and irritation to get used to, to feel no pain by it, to let the disturbing angst go by letting those little things not get you. Thinking the possible sadness of a dog.

Measuring temperature with hand on one’s forehead for a minute. It tells me something. How accurate it is if my head is hot and my hand is cold.

What to do on green grass?
Roll over light optimism as expected, as taken for granted
light of optimism the night of when I am interested in the light of the truth that lying on grass brings: Truth a carefully weight bearable word to be carried
not more nor less, new grass, always new and fresh, tended similarly everywhere
word no more no less, grass, color of it does something to your mind.

 

Experiment number 3

Tired of confronting thrown dirty cloths of yours. I am tired of cleaning man-made deserts. I need you to have to face and own completely, entirely what you make.

Sky of sky, sky of flight, sky of space, pressure and cold, sky without breath, sky of layers that we invade, our particles of What is that?
I want to say emptiness, but it is anything but, there are full clouds until they collide, the contradictions entwined in black night coming down
blackest and lilac space part of it open. That I am thankful for this lack of artificial light.
Circling sensations of being small, insignificant, breathing when I would like to hold my breath, tired of this work, not seeing anything but that above
anything worth seeing, anything worth sensing

Rubberbands on wall, untitled, 2012

Untitled, kuminauhat ja naulat/rubberbands and nails, 2011

Another set of bench ears

experiment

OM.