In joining cults. |
I've joined a cult.It makes life so much easier. I'm only allowed to wear orange and they provide the clothing. I chose a deep orange long baggy t-shirt, a pair of thick orange tights, a long cardigan...
Posted by Hazel on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 09:00:00 PST |
Today I am to die for. |
Today I am to die for.I'm so laid back, I'm so laid back I'm sprawled over a table. Under the table a reptile sleeps.In holding down 17g of fat. It rests as I rest. I rest but remain uncomfortable. My...
Posted by Hazel on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 10:15:00 PST |
Wash feet. |
Alone in a tiled space wearing a large grey T-shirt. The t-shirt has my face printed on it in white. Where my mouth is printed I have burnt a few holes. My legs are bare but not cold. I am holding a p...
Posted by Hazel on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 03:03:00 PST |
Poetry and wire. |
Frame work.I firstly sit outside the frame in the back right hand corner of the space, my foot tapping on a framed photo of previous work.The corner is dark I wear a deep blue silk dress and slightly ...
Posted by Hazel on Wed, 04 Apr 2007 07:13:00 PST |
I swear I've never met you. |
I swear I've never met you.In thinking biblically I stand under a giant number 7. It's made out of some form of ceramic material, the glaze a deep red colour. I like it. I like it a lot.The dress I we...
Posted by Hazel on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 10:02:00 PST |
below |
Below.The depth is about 3ft. No standing. A shallow isle of white. The white a thick and fresh carpet. Above my head a ceiling of wood. People are walking around as I crawl down the isle.I feel a lit...
Posted by Hazel on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 11:14:00 PST |
The walk. |
The walk.Another's experience.The bridge has a gap in the middle. Within that gap I stood. The bridge began to collapse around me, landing around my feet but not on me. The birds of the bridge were un...
Posted by Hazel on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 10:02:00 PST |
washing machine |
31st of MarchWashing machine.A yellow article. That used to be worn by a girl with blonde hair is blurred out by the steam of the hot washing.Now you wear this item and it suits you. Enjoy it....
Posted by Hazel on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 05:04:00 PST |
Love that song. |
I began trying to whisper it to you. But my careless manner meant about 3 other people probably heard. I'm such a dick at times.Now the three that heard just stared off into space. I'm not sure of the...
Posted by Hazel on Fri, 30 Mar 2007 06:54:00 PST |
I'm pretty dunk (shit happens) |
Legs plastered and marked.My tongue aching and ready for action.Noticed wire like structure to them. Oh the wire.
Posted by Hazel on Fri, 30 Mar 2007 04:42:00 PST |
