"I remember when the sea was blue"
Hydra 2005

You think of a wall like you conceive death, coffee as you handle sex, the sea is Life as you like it or hate it.

I have built many a tall and beautiful stonewalls.
I drink mugs of coffee, for short term memories' sake.
The sea is alas polluted by ignorance.
 

Where is the way in the sea captain?
 

No use to go to Paris to show.
French think that art is: des pissotieres, broken violins, Botero's grosses Nanas and Niki de Sainte Phallus'.

The Cartesians do not like abstraction.
Abstraction tires the brain.

No use to go Athens... Sydney... Hong Kong... Bis Repetita placent
 

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