Time Lapse
By on March 18, 2007 | Permalink | Comments (2)
Although I have managed to repeatedly kill my buzz with dark criticisms of my education for the past few days (years), I must say that I am flying right now. Things are looking beautiful for this show. It is all coming together and blooming its deep colors and scents. Oh, man.
The credit for this euphoria is gladly given to my lovely companions whose warm bodies dance and swirl in the floodlight.
(time lapse of thirty-two hours)
(dissension into the deep)
There have been many complications with devices for the audio pieces, but it all has worked itself out (via the kind hearts and willing hands of my dear friends) and the fittest boldly sit like naked children on pedestals in the gallery. They have force fields of good-will. How I love them.
Now I just feel sort of sick and terrified of the things to come. And I don’t even mean the opening, I wish it were that demarcated. Maybe then we could dispel it. It is breathing its warm breath on our faces and it won’t even cushion my bones with sound.
But there is Extra-Dark chocolate at work, so there’s that.
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80% dark and man was it good.
Posted by Matthew | March 20, 2007 @ 4:53 AM
i am so proud of you guys. i can hardly breathe.
Posted by jennabee | March 20, 2007 @ 4:03 AM