Nadja Sayej sent me (this time four steps beyond independence, but still on July 5th) a long envelope that held a single sheet of letter sized paper (an American and Canadian size). A couple of other smaller slips of paper are stapled to the back of this one, all of which are folded into a weird little booklet entitled "sick of post- modern ism vol.II."
If we open the flap of the booklet, we see dense lines of typewritten text that seem to be automatic writing: "A SPEEDOMETER IS A RULER FOR AIR. ITS AN AUTOMATIC RESPONSE, BUT NOT AUTOMATISM. THATS TOO SUBCONSCIOUS, LEAVING SOME TO THE UNPREDICTABLE. BUT ALL RULERS ARE FIXEd, SEQUENTIAL, CODED, PREDICTABLE IN THEIR STRUCTURE."
etc.
un violon d'ingres
No comments:
Post a Comment