Tuesday, September 10, 2013

north station red light

Rainy days mixed with emotion. Gender bending and identity blending.
Unrelenting attempts to access access. Nothing in particular neither anything specific.

How to look love in the eye and not get scared?

More questions than answers,
clear divisions of street, display, consumer and consumed.
And just more, always always needs more.
Aggression of the look, cheap theater and real business.
Exchange of physicality for euro's. Sperm-Banking.

Which space is outside of the trade paradigm?
What is there to offer? Where is the demand?

Extreme smell of ammonia.
Safe haven in a train station.
relational spacing for relative security.
rephrasing of productive desire through repulsion.

Beautiful Aquarium.




1 comment:

  1. North station
    I felt like a voyeur looking at the women, I tried to smile in a reassuring way while making eye contact, it felt a little patronising. With the men I tried to hold their gaze and either they looked away seemingly ashamed or they held your gaze with a
    Look of defiant anger, there were those whom I felt were trying to asses tmy possition, whore or not?

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