Tuesday, December 11, 2007

I could not sleep....

heat wave

8 comments:

wastedpapiers said...

... 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 ......

Mauricio said...

nice so much!!!!!!!

Dylan Hunt said...

the face of an old school friend...
What are you doing here???
How have you been???

Barbara Levine said...

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.

lisa bebi said...

i love that piece. says it all, didn't need the story.

lisa bebi said...

er, in words, i meant.

Fast Eyes said...

Lovely - leaves lots to the imagination.

wastedpapiers said...

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.