the sound perceiversmy tongue runs home/flees when you sit before me
and the only language coming out is the stench of my labour In all-chemical alchemical alchemy sweat pouring where the doves forgot to fly. DEPRESS ————>hoooooosh—haaaaooo Alchemic dreams on the tips of Thieving love and lust for vir-al an image bathed in a vir-us catching the chills of adoration *DEPRESS ————>hoooooosh—haaaaooo breath runs on a gasp in a song of painted colours ACE-TONE mate! Fit as shit BAAANG as the air closes shop for the night an egg cracks on the gasp in chime. *denotes the sound of using an inhaler |
(2026) Sound Perceivers
Beaded door curtain, 70w x 140h (cm)
Material information: 1600 stiletto nails woven with nickel wire, shot weights and wind bells
Watercolour paint on wind catch paper
Beaded door curtain, 70w x 140h (cm)
Material information: 1600 stiletto nails woven with nickel wire, shot weights and wind bells
Watercolour paint on wind catch paper