Tell Her I was a Fish
Tell My Biological Mother
When I kiss my palms, my eyes feel thunder. When the side moons of my wrists pulse outward, I remember a time inside of insides. I remember her arms brushing against me like fins of a shark. I remember tiny death-blows from fists. I have dents on my skull to prove them. I touch these essential gouges. I tell people I one wore a heavy crown. And that I once lived in the crotch of tree that held on to me for weeks and fed me what birds feeds their young. My tongue is sometimes a coastline. I wake up with objects from the past. I wake up with languages and pieces of thread that I have to bend my body to pull it out of my throat—strings of black script that highlight a coveted white world. I wake up with my mouth full of stars from dreams of eating the Andromeda and the Six Galaxies of Silk. Tell my biological mother I favor my right foot over my left and walk on a tilted axis I will not ask my doctor about. Tell her I knew about the swells, tell her I was her way out. Tell her, I was a fish.
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Listening to Heligoland – https://youtu.be/Gt6jH2xOk50
BIRTHDAY
Everything Is Memory
Friends,
The Everything is Memory exhibit that is part of the Illuminating Time artists-in-residence group showcase is soon coming to a close (end of January). Many of you know that my work is ephemeral so a lot of the calligraphy work I’ve done will be recycled back into nature.
If there is one piece I would like for you to experience, it is the brother and sister installation called “The Weeping Script.” I feel this calligraphy piece with an audio poem, carries on its back, a weight the other installations like “One Long Arm” and “Gold Lightning and Lullaby Scripts” cannot carry. It would mean so much if you could witness the piece together. If you’re unable, here is a link to one of the siblings called “Please Be Guided Accordingly”: http://qrco.de/bdT39T
Thanks for all the support.
Yours,
Sam
Portland Chinatown Museum
127 NW Third Avenue
Portland, OR 97209
Friday to Sunday from 11am to 3pm
Listening to Soft Eyes – https://youtu.be/YmMJs0IrrU0
A THANK YOU TO AN INANIMATE OBJECT
A THANK YOU TO AN INANIMATE OBJECT // This cassette carries the memories of first love, first breakup, first death, first apartment, first car, first kiss, first fire, first job, first brush from death, first assault, first goodbye, first walk alone by the Pacific ocean–thinking about opportunities, repair, re-envision. This cassette has crossed over many bridges, signs of warp from Los Angeles heat but still a strong casing—teethlike. This was my escape from religion, a pushplay invitation to outline the sonic perimeter of the heart’s coastline. Thank you 4AD. Thank you This Mortal Coil. Thank you auto-reverse.
#repost #4AD #thismortalcoil #80s
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Listening to A Single Wish – https://youtu.be/2ej9wFitkCw
(repost)