Saturday, February 18, 2006

I Bought A Lady's Head

To practice tying knots on. I am getting better at the horse knot and the captor's knot. The knot of the end. There are many different types of knots to tie, some you can generate with math. Thanks be to math. I am back in the studio today, I am scavenging for sources and the incitation of head-riots, the kind that are visible through the eye sockets, a dashing about, an intuition of what means what and where to put them.



Later we will venture out in to the night for art. We will try to view the art above and betwixt the people's heads while we chatter. Not easy. And don't forget to wear something different than the last time you went out and don't forget to bring your gum.

9 comments:

dangle said...

Head knots and squiggles invade. My mind twists around the breathy speaks. The sounds make me unsound.

mountain man said...

I am unsound as well, pleased to meet you. Heads are for knotting around squeaky ideas.

Cutter said...

I remember a toilet, dead mouse residue, some oil of fish in the evening in a pill.

Rejected Toilet said...

There was no fish oil, there was just a horsey face reflection in the flushing waters, a desire to be maimed.

dangle said...

A rocky glade. A sunlit dress. A maelstrom of discontent. How can this be?
There are whispers in the ear of my forestmind.

sloth said...

MM, i am haunted by the little hint of sideburn & the enigma of the hidden face... I am imagining that all of the turmoil and drama is expressed through the knots, and the face is smooth and featureless.

Regi said...

If thy color fade or thy hair divorce you. Tie colorful scraps of wool, forgotten pocket treasures, fleeting recollections to thy remaining rooted tendrels.

Puppy Killer said...

There is so much Romance here today. Who is from which century? Foresight and tragedy are absent. Kill your worries with sideburns and puppy chow. Do it.

The Capt'n said...

MM, your knots are quite fanciful. Have you tried the Portugese bowline-on-bight? Guarantee'd to manage your hair story like two ships in the night.