With Your Essay Dancing On



rewind - Is it 'essential for art works to be like' people?
'Bringing into the fold' 'opening up of the fold'. Not in or out but opening up would be different - is this a desire or a question for me?



I wonder about her who is appropriating the video images. Imagine, see - but no, it's not you, I haven't met you but I know it isn't you. She, wearing camel coat, heels hugged by leather shoes, swerves past, in light scrutiny touches each screen, seeking?
- Rubbing the inside of her thigh against the rear of the cabinet? No! No, she clutches her purse, wraps camel coat close, her drawn face, delicately drawn legs, she a hologram disappears into the mesh.
Perhaps it's Stella Rimington looking for subversion.
"They're clowns Stella not miners - miners mostly gone, your activities ensured that"

No one will ever fuck me as a mother, I have no, will have no children



Instruction - Consider for an infinity if you've one to spare otherwise, 1 milli.sec. what the historical need of psychoanalysis is in the development of ideas. [dictionary replaced with 'phenomenalists']

Listening to pronouncements around the Turner Prize Anthony Gormley says and fleetingly the idea - inhabiting an organic body within an increasingly inorganic world, holds but his universalising from his experience of body repels, tires with its repetitions. How many bodies have you inhabited, inhibited Mr Gormley? Plaster wrap casts shadows over mine



And Mr Freud how many minds have you inhabited and how many bodies too, come to that? Just whose inhibitions framed what writings?



*When Arthur Berry, who is also dead, had Dr Fergo, a character in one of his plays, say all men are trying to get back to where they'd come from, the womb - it seemed an odd part of their body to start their re-entry, after all they weren't born penis first, thank goodness. It would also mean gay men have lost their sense of direction when they head for the intestines (and some straight men too) and women, well could be that having a womb of their own is sufficient. Perhaps Dr Fergo's reasoning is a bit off balance - back to the drawing board. Stop laughing, I know it's improbable, to your common sense, daft, seeking permanent entombment in the womb of another but you never know - it might be possible to be envious of a womb when you don't have one, makes more sense than envying a narrow tube.



I don't mind men making excuses for their peck-adilloes but telling me who I am, what I feel, what I think, what's wrong with me, what I'm here for, this I fucking hate, whoever does it, whatever gender

At the moment of conception is someone fucking a mother?

"body in its own psychoses"
stewing in its own juices, a tasty mortal for cannibalism?





She's back. Her of camel coat? Yes, no, it's the thigh rubbi....
With her foot she yanks the plug out of the socket, fusing the system stopping all their tracks.
Goodbye Pete, no Repeat. Thank g...
Never, never speak too soon.
How can I unknow - only by an unwelcome disintegration of brain cells or amnesia blocking neurons firing,
say hello, bring on the clowns don't bother they're here and here and




*A. Berry - painter (featured in Omnibus programme); was head of painting; agoraphobic; plays performed at Vic Theatre in the round. Thought women going to art college was pointless as they marry and have children. This opinion wasn't put forward to me, perhaps he thought a Disabled woman different. Not that having only one arm affected his prospects, though it was told to me that, many, many years ago his wife 'ran off' with an actor who played Tarzan.



Wryts

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