Monday, November 21, 2005

this weekend--
tropicalia, take two:
the first line of the film about lygia clark, "while walking i lose authorship," she says. we approach the table of her objects, historical, yes, but simply experience's tools. "don't touch that." but lygia says... ok, so wait. someone is fetched for our careful supervision. now act spontaneous with stones and masks. we donned dialogue glasses, our sensations closely guarded. at work my shoes still colored with sand from helio oiticica's imaginary village/favela. this against the deniably beige office carpet. we need more empty structures in which to see red, feel uncertain surfaces under foot.. and fewer museums.


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