A Sudden Flash Of Dream Sequence
She asks a local how to switch the sky back on. They all know the texture of Blue Dye House. She hears the supermarket whispers, sees static recognition flickering across their faces. Clouds that look like thoughts follow her home, their wet breath flooding her clothes, her skin, her mouth. Climbing over the stile into the kitchen she falls into a lake.
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The dogs in south London are running. One of the big ones slows down as it passes me and I step back as its nose swerves into my crotch, waving my arms as though that would make any difference. If it were really hungry it would just eat me but I get a face full of hot meaty air and it’s a lucky day.
Hamelin is a rag puppet doll just under a metre in height that I took with me to Canada. She appears in So pass away the old timers, one by one as my alter ego. Multiplied through the process of etching, she exists in more than one dimension of space. She is also dressed as a fool: mischievous, bold, lost, never fitting in to the time she occupies or with the people around her. Everything about her is strange, to them and to herself.