The Widow Twanky of Contemporary Art

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Saturday, February 04, 2006

enter the dancing girls

Where to start with the rest of the week.
Being british I will start with the weather.Cold icy and grey
The the play comes next.
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What with the world errupting over a cartoon, its a little like the end of he eighteenth centuary to me.If the attacks on Marie Antoinette in cartoon form were in fact a displaced attack on the king.Him being the representaton of god on earth and therefore infalable.If those cartoons politically manipulated in the end brought about the French revoution, then what exactlly is happening now.
In 1978 I did an exercise about surviving the rising flood waters due to the melting of the ice caps.
in 1988 I met a leading indian polotician who reinforced the seriousness of the situation and accused the West of exporting its pollution for economic and political gain.
Now shell have made the biggest profit ever, if people are taking the cigarette manufacturers to court should we not take the petrol companies to court for encouraging people to use cars, polluting the whole planet and causing obesity and spreading isolation.?
Should we not take the car companies to court for making vehicles all these years that are seriously affecting the health of us all?
Should we not take manufacturers to court for exporting manufacture to places that do not comply to enviromental standards therefore increasing their profits with detrimental effects on the enviroment?
Should we not take the planners and architects to court for planning urban and rural areas and services around use of cars therebye increasing pollution?

And lastly why do all the dancing girls I know have damaged backs, knees and elbows.Is it the dance they are being asked to do, that is putting to great a strain on their bodies? So many questions ,here is three undamaged dancing girls

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

grey wednesday


so here it is wednesday cold grey and chill but with paradise in my head that doesnt matter.Shaman came round to the cafe yesterday

hes working in the waiting room at the moment.

Unlike most of us he faces death everyday.Unlike those lucky enough to be in hospices, the great majority of old people die with pain often unrelieved,

in places staffed by underpaid and overworked people .Full of fear there are few people around them that can help, ease the spiritual anguish, or quieten the aprehension at what awaits them after the waiting room.

At night those fears rise to the surface.At night no family or friends visit,

and the night air is rent with the wails and wanderings of these souls.

So an hour or two at the cafe,laughing at the pantomime,following alleys of the mind,helps us all.

paradise

On the 10th March my magic fun ticket sends me winging to Amsterdam with as yet no where to stay, I will perform poetry for my keep, if you have an organisation that needs a little pantomime.

Golden tool fairy cometh

On monday the house was reduced to chaos as the kitchen was remodelled from my remodelling that was in response to the remodelling that had occurred before I moved in.
Each remodelling results in furniture collecting in the garden. Money leaving my pocket and bits of the kitchen finding their way into my bedroom where they skulk for some time.Thanks to the fairy
the kitchen now looks bigger, it is in reality exactly the same size it was before.
And in the evening I took part in democracy.Not a game although of course it is, but an exercise ,in democratic participation. Where tennants of social housing are asked to decide do we cut money on Decorating,street lighting or car parking. Shame they don't listen to us when we ask to improve services.
On Tuesday the evening was full with more participation. With all the talk of political parties I said I'd take part for the parties, and I havent seen one funny hat yet.Candles are conspicuos by their abscence.Where do they keep the cocktails, they just keep bringing out the luke warm coffee and biscuits.Wednesday I performed being a performer,I'm told I perform myself very well.At this point having caught up with Monday and Tuesday of last week I can pretend they are Monday and Tuesday of this week, and bobs your uncle nothing is missed.Tomorrow which is in fact Wednesday need not be last weeks but this weeks, pretty clever egh!