Tuesday, October 6, 2009

i found something

A rhythm.

That is what is lost so easily in the shop. Too many directions and papers, and need five of this and five of that - leering and pulling the strength from my limbs.

So I toss stems and pieces, collect at least three types of wax that attract and repulse each other, draw a hot blade over the surface - the wax pours warm - time disappears, all is OK.

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