Close up it’s harder to see.
This is resistance!
Light reflects off:
the surface of the ink,
off faces, flat off,
resisted facts,
glue splatters,
explosive matters,
creases in the paper.
Where the Iron Duke is – pixellations.
Where are you now?
I have to stand back
And just keep walking.
Judge the right distance
Once in my life.
To be able to see.
Done in.
Headlessness.
Hollowed out.
Why can’t I see?
This text was written at a workshop called ‘War and Writing’ led by poet Judith Kazantzis on Monday 3 November 2008, at Fabrica and organised by The South. I wrote some words down after viewing the “Incommensurable Banner’ which all related to trying, and failing. to find a suitable position to stand in relation to it from which to be able to see (in the sense of ‘grasp’, ‘take in’) what is being portrayed in the images. Judith recommended we use a technique of collaging words from other people in with our own so I chose a short passage by Hirschhorn about collage and lifted lines from it to intersperse with my own. During this one of the workshop participants received a telephone call from a friend asking directions and I began also to lift lines from her phone conversation and place these into the mix.
