Audio 2

 This is from the audio on the Donald Judd exhibit at MoMA

Make art from the ordinary
Stuck into the middle
here is a different experience than I had before
Color, materials and space
Incredibly rich, because they say so much
Both viewable and hidden at the same time
include other people in your experience
It is asking for you to have an engagement with it
As you look at it you see movement
At one end of the temporal spectrum, feeling
the space in between
it's quite full of joy and exuberance
That didn't involve any romantic association with genius or creativity
Into how to be a person in this world

Audio MoMA

The lines are from the audio at MoMA from various paintings

It's like a beautiful nightmare
A beautiful blue sky and a calm horizon
In alternative realities, things that looked so real
A very controlled accident
An image of rebellion and personal transformation
What is it that we are loved for
Meditations on the transience of life
A claustrophobic erotic atmosphere
Luxury, calm and voluptuousness
It isn't necessarily a wonderful place to be
Forces of strength, ...the supernatural power
An enormous amount of control
Emphasizing the humanness
You don't believe in anything
To breathe and be alive.
Be alive is the point

 

Was I Born to Love?

Was I born to love

Or is it just an illusion

I want to be touched

And when that comes

I drown in a sea of confusion.

Who am I, what do I want?

Only questions seem to appear.

Where is the love I thought was mine?

They are only memories in the dawn

I want…I don’t get

They want…I can’t give.

Will the right paths ever cross

To cover my soul

 like early morning moss

I sit and wait, afraid

NO action

Getting no satisfaction

I want what I want

And look for distractions

For self destruction

Was I born to love

Or is it only an illusion

I sit and wait

And find disillusion

 

An African Room

An African Room

We met in June

in an African room

Our bodies met in an

infinite embrace.

I was alive, a bit on fire

You called me earth,

I felt unnerved.

I though, how great,

What a wonderful date

I found a soulmate

Who knew not his fate.

But we both feared

The unknown of being hurt

You disappeared,

Boy what a jerk.

But I succumbed,

Had some more fun

This isn’t for me

I want one on one.

Peace

Peace

Silence

Peace of mind.

Breath

Slowly fills your lungs.

Listen,

Silence.

Air

Invisible source of life

Sky – magnificent, majestic.

Anger

An illusion

Anger

War.

We are searching

For a place

A city, a state

The earth

Universe

Where is it?

Where are we?

What are we?

NOTHING,

But love,

Goodness, greatness

Majestic

Part of Everything.

Everyone

Searching

Peace

Peace of mind

Seeking perfection

Good, bad

Re-write, re-work

Over and over

NO!

That’s not it

Just leave it

It’s perfect

You’re perfect

YOU HAVE IT

Look inside

Silence

PEACE

PEACE OF MIND

Share

Human suffering and pain

Feels like a deluge of rain

It sometimes breaks my heart

That the world can appear so dark

Anger, rage, outbursts

I speak my voice, what a first

Oh joy, oh sorrow

May we love in the morrow

Help wipe away my tears

To sooth and calm my fears

I want to see the beauty and the peace

Flowing inside

So hold my hand

And guide me through

So that I can share with you.

We are all afraid

We’re all afraid of each other,

Afraid of the secrets

We’ll discover

So we hide,

Alone into the night.

Become brave,

Explore and

Release our frights.

I have found

The joy within

See the beauty

That hid therein.

So off I said

Into the night

And say good-bye

And now take flight.