Thursday, September 29, 2011
- Zine - V1 - Social Sculpture -
The zine is entitled "social sculpture" its pages contain a variety of text and visual compositions (drawings, embroidery and collage) that challenges our modernistic existence formed from constraints of duality and what Freud coined "the super ego". Exposing its limitations and destructive habits whom perpetuate ignorance whilst spreading self indulgence.
There are only 51 originals/copies of this edition whose size is 11" x 17" soft cover, there is no original because these 51 where produced by creating not only page layouts yet also that layouts composition placed on the copy machine holds layers and elements not found on the layout page. Continuing these editions artistic process beyond the copy machine each is uniquely numbered/signed along with handmade bindings and covers completed their artistic process.
Below is an excerpt from the zine along with a few images:
Excerpt from An Apple Pie Existence...
"whilst few find themselves beyond conflict and chose not to label yet depict
that scattered or stacked nothing is fact
as it is a loss of values applied to our every stride
the way we train our children and treat a lover
the way we live un-peaceably amongst each other"
cover
beginning
middle
end
There are only 51 originals/copies of this edition whose size is 11" x 17" soft cover, there is no original because these 51 where produced by creating not only page layouts yet also that layouts composition placed on the copy machine holds layers and elements not found on the layout page. Continuing these editions artistic process beyond the copy machine each is uniquely numbered/signed along with handmade bindings and covers completed their artistic process.
Below is an excerpt from the zine along with a few images:
Excerpt from An Apple Pie Existence...
"whilst few find themselves beyond conflict and chose not to label yet depict
that scattered or stacked nothing is fact
as it is a loss of values applied to our every stride
the way we train our children and treat a lover
the way we live un-peaceably amongst each other"
cover
beginning
middle
end
Saturday, September 3, 2011
come in...
come in
come in
to this one last dinner
for you my sinner
as the darkness i see
settles around times of the
come in
come in
tis a small world positioned
and i am no cup conditioned
without your way of going
longer my welcome for you showing
come in
come in
as life changes
of wires pull the stranges
and rustled trees pass the centuries
you are back to going a tease
come in
come in
whats offered to lend
you are not family nor friend
yet you mange the silly way
of such things i say
come in
come in
for implying the breath of you
the right of this way stay true
a wound up toy i be
for the flesh of the
come in
come in
when you have no one to keep warm
know i can't hurt in the storm
palms extending with light
a book never ending you fight
come in
come in
warned of the awful things
your longing a miss that stings
burnt the clothing of blind
naked absence lacks this mind
come in
come in
there is warmth here
turn around embrace the queer
this one hand who lays to love
as i hear the generous above
come in
come in
share the days with me
send your ways to the
call to me when blue
fighting your evil i shall do
come in
come in
to have your very here
devil or angel i dare not fear
when you walk in there goes loneliness
lay here for its you i miss
come in
come in
.....................................RFK'11
come in
to this one last dinner
for you my sinner
as the darkness i see
settles around times of the
come in
come in
tis a small world positioned
and i am no cup conditioned
without your way of going
longer my welcome for you showing
come in
come in
as life changes
of wires pull the stranges
and rustled trees pass the centuries
you are back to going a tease
come in
come in
whats offered to lend
you are not family nor friend
yet you mange the silly way
of such things i say
come in
come in
for implying the breath of you
the right of this way stay true
a wound up toy i be
for the flesh of the
come in
come in
when you have no one to keep warm
know i can't hurt in the storm
palms extending with light
a book never ending you fight
come in
come in
warned of the awful things
your longing a miss that stings
burnt the clothing of blind
naked absence lacks this mind
come in
come in
there is warmth here
turn around embrace the queer
this one hand who lays to love
as i hear the generous above
come in
come in
share the days with me
send your ways to the
call to me when blue
fighting your evil i shall do
come in
come in
to have your very here
devil or angel i dare not fear
when you walk in there goes loneliness
lay here for its you i miss
come in
come in
.....................................RFK'11
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