Vanitas
(for Igor Isakovski)
Design Beeing is everywhere
learning to fly
recognise everything else
for a moment
like black smithereens
everything gleams still. Then –
„WHAT EVERYTHING?“
our world
Yo- ur world.
My world.
„What world?“
„What everything?“
Nothing.
NOTHING.
A Dance of Death
is anyway eternal
like poetry
like literary translation
Wordmusic in pictures…
I mean.
2
the sun dived in its light
the same brass sign
14 rays, almost night
how much time, years
plenty of pictures on which one can see
something that reminds on a big pink ball
and hats in different colors
on the threshold
and on its first bicycle
а window vanishes
(Text 1: Collage with cut out words; Text 2: reduction of words in an excerpt from Harry Potter, that works as a short „description“ of the Collage)