... yet overcome by a drowsy numbness that seemed to carry me from the bed and out of the window blown by the electric fan on the dressing table. I looked below and saw a face coming up to meet me, it was ......
nice so much!!!!!!!
the face of an old school friend... What are you doing here???How have you been???
not so much a continuation of the story - phew this has been an exciting round of storyteling and collage - more a comment as I have been looking at the work of Japanese graphic artist Tadanori Yokoo - check him out - I think you'd like his (early) work.
i love that piece. says it all, didn't need the story.
er, in words, i meant.
Lovely - leaves lots to the imagination.
meanwhile..... Yoko had emersed herself in a bath of baked beans and was flicking them orientally with her loofah out of the window , down upon the upturned faces of the Fluxits below.
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