32 Springfield, Dundee. 3rd May 2008.
From bell-push to faucet
Think of the voices you are not
hearing today
The discreet thuds of a dancer diligently rehearsing her
routine, or something more malign. The player a marionette dangling by gossamer
thread over the bathroom sink
Around a corner strung together memories of anonymous
families illuminate an angle of the cellar. These films linger to be retrieved
arbitrarily and relived again
Seascapes projected over rumpled bed sheets, whispered
intimacies now lent profundity by an apt mis-en-scene
Dusk, and muslin layers shroud
the here and now in a warm maternal embrace
Presence of something, allow to
be alone and in
Alterations and amendments and adjustments, as if to ask is
this this or rather something other? A
backdrop for an event? A stage-set?
Black minimal arrangements break
up a landing, lights beamed up against the ceiling
Sculpting in the garden and
limbs stretched taut in the living room, legs intertwining
Allow it just this once to be, uniquely
Ben Robinson
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