May 5, 2021
IF THERE IS A HORIZONTAL LINE THAT RUNS FROM THE MAP OF YOUR BODY, STRAIGHT THROUGH THE LAND, SHOOTING UP RIGHT THROUGH MY HEART, WILL THIS HORIZONTAL LINE, WHEN ASKED, KNOW HOW TO FIND WHERE YOU END, WHERE I BEGIN?
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IF THERE IS A HORIZONTAL LINE THAT RUNS FROM THE MAP OF YOUR BODY, STRAIGHT THROUGH THE LAND, SHOOTING UP RIGHT THROUGH MY HEART, WILL THIS HORIZONTAL LINE, WHEN ASKED, KNOW HOW TO FIND WHERE YOU END, WHERE I BEGIN?
Cloud Rider (portrait of Tori Amos) ink on A4 paper
(where you end, where I begin)
Scarlet’s Walk is literally tearing me apart. The tenderness. The willingness to let oneself be. Your Cloud specifically, I cannot. And of course there is the anger as well, it’s a very political album (kinda perfect for the current situation tbh); but the unexpected tenderness is what touches me the most, what surprised me the most. I can’t even begin to talk about I Can’t See New York. I feel so exposed listening to it, my heart aches. And Gold Dust... And I know it’s probably the unfortunate combination of my melancholic thoughts + Tori’s music but dear fucking god. This woman has done so much for me. I hope I’ll be able to tell her one day
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«Here she goes -- trundling across the country making her way somewhere, not quite sure where it's leading her.
YOUR CLOUD, so much of it is about segregation, even of a raindrop, the separation of that, the tearing apart of a tear. Extracting that, cutting that apart, the division. It's about separating that which you cannot separate -- not really.
She goes to the Mississippi, and not far out of Memphis is where there's a national monument, there's this acknowledgement of where a lot of the Cherokees died, didn't make it to Indian territority on the Trail of Tears, where a lot of them perished. And taking people from their land, the land of the ancestors. Taking a child away from its mother. That doesn't mean that there aren't pieces of that child still in that mother just because it's been, you know, delivered from her womb. Because a couple separates doesn't mean that there aren't pieces of him, still in her.
There will be strands. There will be molecules.»