'One cannot speak anymore of being, one must speak only of mess.' - Samuel Beckett

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Mourning Machine - Medicine for a broken art no.2

148x148 cm

Friday, December 21, 2007

Medicine for a broken art

183x122 cm

Wednesday, December 12, 2007


Today, in your cold arms,
I get down onto wood,
The place for last nights vision;
A hand holding some invisible word,
So that without speaking,
I can make clear,
What would only become inaudible,
If I'd committed it to sound.