audrey penven

Some people installed three red swings on a BART train last night. Much fun was had. And it’s been blogged all over the internet:

laughingsquid.com

Orange light of the sunset streaming through the silhouette of the Mousetrap Game. Silver proximity suits. Charred helmets. Dance Dance Immolation. Setting ravers on fire. This is the correct use of propane. Chicken John and the bottle rockets. A thousand pennies. Goat skeleton marionette. Mousetrap. Forklift striptease. Elongated shadows by firelight.

hand in hand, we walked down toward city lights.
17th and Mars – how did we get here?
it was only minutes ago we were somewhere familiar.
the glow of moonlight and tungsten
we wore flowers in our hair.
pale pink with vivid edges for her.
a black stick with new red leaves for me.

memory triggers
a bicycle on the wall
train tracks
shapes of shadows
texture of walls
I squeeze her hand and start to say, “remember when…”
but the stories are of another continent
another time
another friend at my side.

it overlaps more than we think.
come with me, I’ll try to show you

Dreaming in code. Sifting through past photos. Surrounded by piles of prints and negatives (still wanting to be scanned).

It’s spring again. It is the time of new things.