Short Catalog of Abandoned Faces
The usual one, the coin, set in opposing directions. Thrown, it's always either or.A balloon whose end has become unknotted: the long exhalation unto collapse. Pity the smooth globe reduced to wrinkles. All the colors from red to blue to green. What passes for a prism, disentangling light. When drawn, no paper is long enough to capture each nuance. So much is lost. The nose crimped, crest of brow falling into water, bobbing for fruit of knowledge. But none better than the lack of disfigurement when one dreamer responds to another equally asleep.
What resolute optimism: The secret of everything as evinced by the arrangement of objects.What faces north speaks volumes. To rest in the sun is the epitome of lethargies. To the left or right: One way or the other says so and thus, or not so, not thus - but that, this and the other. (Consider the place setting: It eats not, but permits all manner of consumption.) Who believes the countenance set side-by-side or piled? Set cross-wise in layers or jumbles? (A face for every thing and every thing in its face.) (No need to delineate parataxis or hypotaxis for the disposition. Focal depth, however, is key.) Without words, anything's possible. But what happens otherwise? It could be argued any display keeps on moving, even if untouched. Whatever remains, that spark's life nonetheless.