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Friday, November 21, 2003

Ponge day,

Ponge and Derrida and a lovely visual process poem, need to find a new word for poem.



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read on

Thursday, November 20, 2003

Morning all

Wednesday, November 19, 2003

I am in the act of writing now

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

I will let the dentist cut and scrape me, Wednesday 3.30pm

I will keep the scrapings of Plaque and build again, my only tools,will be coffee, tea and a poor diet

A piece of Ponge,

'Whereas the stone is more than misanthropic: it seems to ignore man altogether,- soap is made for man, and does not forget him; it in no way forgets its duty. It is a stone which does not exist in nature....................."


I am carving wood
I am cutting trees
I am reducing

Monday, November 17, 2003

wtf:

Francis Ponge
Montpellier, 27 mars 1899 Paris, 6 août 1988




Morning Francis!

Primitivism is amongst us again..............."

Primitivism

A piece of Ponge!

"There is much to say about soap. Precisly everything that it tells about itself until the complete disappearrance, the exhaustion of the subject. This is precisely the object suited to me....."


WHEN IT HAS FINISHED SAYING IT, IT NO LONGER IS..."

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