who said you had to go to seedy tenements in bad new york neighbourhoods to get the paul auster, charles bukowski, leonard cohen feeling? why, my house does a fine job...
the challenge: "to find two fabric items at the kringloop, chosen solely for their prettiness, and to deconstruct and reconstruct them into as many different items as possible as fast as possible"
the items: blue lambswool sweater, flower-pattern nightie
the price: 1,50 euro
the results: a hip-skirt with belt; funky patch to mend torn woolen caleçon; blue wool leg warmers; winter joker hat; stella the fruit bat.
leaky toilet running water restless all the pens run out of ink restless cold fingers wrapping yarn hand to elbow leaky toilet restless endless stories in my head restless 'if i had... will she now... and what if... wrong! wrong! wrong! me she her me wrong!' restless cold fingers wrapping yarn elbow to clenched jaw
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outside the window the endless sky shape-shifted one million times in the times it took for one same small story to spin one same small circle again and again in my head...