This work grew out of a private diary, made public to passersby.
It was spray-painted on the front wall of my house in South Brisbane, during 2004–2005.
First exhibited in 2005, at Avid Reader bookshop, West End, as digital prints on canvas.
Available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on Aluminium.
I'm falling upwards over you
the air is warm and sweet as I breathe you in
we have joined the sky people
our open eyes fixed on each other's words
the holding on to and the being held
ever so slowly I form an outline of you
you have looked inside yourself and found my world
our caution-less land is new to me
the grass is suddenly greener on my side of the fence
the universe inside me is expanding
my heart is pumping a blood it has never seen before
I will taste you in my mouth for a thousnad years
in this dance I will let you lead
I am not your bridge I am your river
I say things to you that I dare not admit to myself
I even love the marks on your skin
I want to hide you in my hull and sail away
I love the way the lostness gets bigger
my water is so clear you can see to the end of your life
you are still dawning on me
in the end I may thank you for breaking my heart
the end
This work grew out of a private diary, made public to passersby.
It was spray-painted on the front wall of my house in South Brisbane, during 2004–2005.
First exhibited in 2005, at Avid Reader bookshop, West End, as digital prints on canvas.
Available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on Aluminium.
I'm falling upwards over you
the air is warm and sweet as I breathe you in
we have joined the sky people
our open eyes fixed on each other's words
the holding on to and the being held
ever so slowly I form an outline of you
you have looked inside yourself and found my world
our caution-less land is new to me
the grass is suddenly greener on my side of the fence
the universe inside me is expanding
my heart is pumping a blood it has never seen before
I will taste you in my mouth for a thousnad years
in this dance I will let you lead
I am not your bridge I am your river
I say things to you that I dare not admit to myself
I even love the marks on your skin
I want to hide you in my hull and sail away
I love the way the lostness gets bigger
my water is so clear you can see to the end of your life
you are still dawning on me
in the end I may thank you for breaking my heart
the end
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