SIΔMESE NOIR - SPACE

I initially found this song to be obnoxious but now I feel rather connected to it… I wish I was floating around in space.

a new print! hah I’ll get a higher quality image of the full thing soon, after I’m done curating it.

a new print! hah I’ll get a higher quality image of the full thing soon, after I’m done curating it.

in these things there lies a deep meaning; yet when we would express it, words suddenly fail us.
- T’ao Ch’ien 

Poems from Spirit Cooking, by Marina Abramovic (1996)

fresh morning urine
sprinkle over nightmare dreams



in time of doubt
keep a small meteorite stone
in your mouth 

— 

to be consumed on a solar eclipse

saliva of your lover
mixed with morning dew
collected from eucalyptus leaves

mix fresh breast milk
with
fresh sperm milk
drink on earthquake nights

look in the mirror
for as long as it is necessary
for your face to disappear
don’t eat the light

equal pinch
black rock salt
white rock salt
in
liquid gold 

bringing back really old memories with this song…. I think I used to listen to this in like, middle school….which was almost  7 or 8 years ago, now.