3.29.2010

///FEN///

VAL. My mother wanted to be a singer. That's why she'd never sing.
-Scene 21, Fen, Caryl Churchill

The irony of a true story.
& yes.. I too can relate.
Fuck.

I read this play thanks to English Literature class back in 2005
at the University of Auckland.
Rainy days & hills that always went up up up.

Beige trenches & singing:
1. A piece by one of my new favorite artists Ian Francis.
2. A photograph taken a year & three days ago from today.


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