dragon
and you hold him
dragon
and you ride him
like a horse
left to lie
in a coffin
full of hose spit
bare arms
dragon
and you place a hand on my left knee
please look at me
dragon
dragon
he watched you perform
firing your breasts
canonising
as you arch over
him
dragon
until he comes
like the bullet in your loaded gun
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My work explores reading, writing and making within a Sound Arts Practice. I am addressing and searching for both the imaginary self and the transparent other through an expanded field of narrative; crossing and stepping within and through the boundaries and structures of public and private spaces. The linear and non-linear formations of spaces perceived through language and text, both visible and audible, aim to form new discourses of the imaginary, and the multiple identities that we portray.
The fluctuation between aurality, orality, the written word as visual (text; typed and hand written), and the spoken word through performance suggests an interplay between a singular and a plural self; the heterogeneous, through both truth and mythical dialogue that bridges a gap between the idea of accuracy and the imaginary. My work aims to project a representation and rejection of the absolute reality that visual representation can sometimes assume.
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