'Oh, I’m burning! I wish I were out of doors. I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free, and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed?' — Emily Brontë
Baby is dreaming of a Spanish sea, in the dream she is tan and has shorter hair, she looks out over her feet into the water and sees the bubble shaped ‘senders’, tiny lives all floating, like small heat waves they vibrate, little particles of people’s thoughts, it is the future and we have found a way to send our thoughts long distances. what is unhappiness if its extracted right at the root, it has a colour and it is matte white. Baby is on the run, Baby wants it all. Baby has a Spanish boy who washes her hair, they sometimes masturbate together. Baby is all out of thoughts.
i have something over here in the new summer edition of shabby doll house
if you are interested in reading some things that i write go to brainfirkin.tumblr.com where i will be posting unresolved small things that i ‘churn out’ from time to time. lucy and sarah published me in shabby doll house which i am v happy about, it has some really good artists and writers involved and this issue is probably my favourite ever.
unknown names, june 2013.
final artist statement and instructions for viewing for Cathy’s Regret, may 2013
sections of the installation of Cathy’s Regret
you are where i’m not, detail of final installation.
photograph on moleskine paper, found suede frame.