From the white project

Works exploring 2 dimensional surfaces in which image/material/text is continuous with, sequential to,
or in contrast to image/material/text on its reversal side and sometimes edges or sides, when edges or
sides exist.

leave the light out bring the rabbits in

and collar knuckle glove the elephant

leave the light out and page me page me

to the house and let's eat bread on rice
with the devil and the light out let's

do not call

do not enter

do not touch

do not disturb

do not hesitate

do not resuscitate

do not forsake me

do not fold or mutilate

do not fuck with my shit

do not sit on the furniture

do not worry about tomorrow

do not put your elbows on the table

do not go gentle into that good night

call

enter

touch

disturb

hesitate

rescuscitate

forsake me

fold or mutilate

fuck with my shit

sit on the furniture

worry about tomorrow

put your elbows on the table

go gentle into the night

call

enter

touch

disturb

hesitate.

rescuscitate.

forsake, fold or mutilate

fuck, sit and worry.

put on the table

not so gentle the night.

call out and enter.

touch me, disturb me.

hesitate if you will but rescuscitate

or forsake me, fold or mutilate and fuck with my shit.

go ahead and sit on the furniture you never worried about tomorrow and you elbowed your way into my day, my night, my gentle everything.

did I ask you to call? or enter?

to touch or disturb my shit?

do not call

do not enter

do not touch

do not disturb

do not hesitate

do not resuscitate

do not forsake me

do not fold or mutilate

do not fuck with my shit

do not sit on the furniture

do not worry about tomorrow

do not put your elbows on the table

do not go gentle into that good night

call

enter

touch

disturb

hesitate

rescuscitate

forsake me

fold or mutilate

fuck with my shit

sit on the furniture

worry about tomorrow

put your elbows on the table

go gentle into the night

call

enter

touch

disturb

hesitate.

rescuscitate.

forsake, fold or mutilate

fuck, sit and worry.

put on the table

not so gentle the night.

call out and enter.

touch me, disturb me.

hesitate if you will but rescuscitate

or forsake me, fold or mutilate and fuck with my shit.

go ahead and sit on the furniture you never worried about tomorrow and you elbowed your way into my day, my night, my gentle everything.

did I ask you to call? or enter?

to touch or disturb my shit?

did I not say please hesitate? and that I wouldn't rescusitate? 

you forsaked me and fucked with my shit until I could do nothing but sit. 

I folded the letter and told myself I would worry about it tomorrow. 

go bastard 

night.