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Think about space, escaping, hiding spaces, building a house on a moving object. thriving in departure zones like bus stations and airports. standing still in a dust storm or at the top of Martin Place. waiting watching. think about closing your eyes and imagine running so fast. you breathe fast, start gasping for air and you haven't moved a muscle. lying at the bottom of the pool and looking up through the water. diving. listening to your breath. closing your eyes.







then think about construction/fabrication/make up masks/costumes/houses.







games/ ladders/interiors/superfluous decoration and the definition of O.T.T . and imagine how much you can hide under that distraction, colourful beautiful creative mess.













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Thursday, April 22, 2010

almost> progress+ action in small steppes (like a mountain scape in the northern hemisphere)

I am finally getting somewhere :)
( i still am under the influence, and risking an inflamed (or maybe en )case of technophobia.)
everything else is wonderful.
i don't have to contrive anything, it unfolds naturally.
this is why i find websites a little challenging

But>>>> here's to celebrating a few points: 1. a lack of order (by no means have i consciously organised anything,

2. to creating another shadow that lasts after the body disappears
(oohhh how i am falling into that existentialist category) old school. well uh, yes. but as you may have gathered i prefer that

3. to finishing my day with a rather disgusting mix of red and white wine. as i poured it by accident into a half full galss without looking.
4. to having the strength to stomach it. a new aquired taste
5. to talking to myself as per usual. but openly sharing this. hoorah honesty.

6. i wonder if the web gets heavy with all of this noise?
7. mmmhmmm...no appetite tonight means....i will; concentrate. and appreciate the smoothness of the licquor down my throat and echoeing in my stomach. bliss

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