Care & Repair
Sydney/Eora - Bergün/Bravuogn
July-September 2022
A clear gash. What was stable even as an illusion? Hey, the lights are now down. Weeping and sealing, and re-cracking, then weeping more. The gash was always there. Now just active again, a living volcano, fissures, heat, cooling, stone. Over and over. I tell of homelands and heart-felts, probably more heart belts/welts. The latest activity generated new timelines and lifetimes. Now existing somewhere in-between the lines, half in half out, not entirely anywhere but in a body persisting . Existing in the new colours of the land I’ve left and the land where my body is finding generic rest. I just think though, we’re alive in the same time in history.
