quarta-feira, 7 de fevereiro de 2007

Knees and the odd pimple


Do we finish a text by the title or can we begin with it?

This one started with one, but it looks hard to write when you took a sort of anesthetic. Which sort was it?

It wasn’t planned, but it helps a lot even though makes you a bit slower. Nevermind, “não tenhamos pressa, mas não percamos tempo.” José Saramango. “let’s not be hurry, but let’s not waste time”.

When your knees start hurting, the rain is about to come. I am not old enough to have felt that but old enough to have heard someone saying that, and the strange connection is truly true.

When two things are cured by just one type of medicine, it means that a knees sore and an odd pimple come from the same uninvited invasor, so it must leave asap, by the attack of that medicine. It’s na assunpiton, and how will we know whether it’s really true? You won’t know, till the day that you randomly have these two feeling in your body at the very same time. And what’s the mathematic possibility of this combination happens in an human being? Nobody knows...

When someone says that a pain is not just a pain, this being wants to say that a pain is not just a pain because it affects another or other normal activities of your everyday life...A real pain hurts more than the only physcial one at the real pain spot, it will hurt your emotional self esteem for not being able to live life normally, and will hurt even more when you are not able to practice the things that make you happy. And even though “I have never looked for happiness, I have looked for pleasure.”, but still, happiness matters somehow.

When something is certain to happen and there is another thing that is also certain to happen but later, then you choose the second option, you will be satisfied if everything goes right but devastated if the second certain option does not really happen.

-Oh, don’t worry. It will happen it will happen it will happen..

Untill the last minute you will be thinking like this.Untill the very last possibility you will rely yourself on, but no...

-I regret to tell you that your very last possibility has been gone for quite a long time....

It’s an unforgivable failure and one of the worst choices giving up for a certain possibility relying on another certain possibility...The pain in your knees may hurt harder and deeper, the uglyness of your pimple may last forever and ever...and that bloody medicine that was supposed to cure all of your problems, will drain together with your shit and your hatred dribble.

Picture: LUCKY LOO WENT OUT IN THE RAIN, WITH A SIEVE UPON HER KNEES. SHE SAT IN THE COPSE TO CATCH THE DROPS TO WATER THE APPLE-TREES

Price £2,250 SIGNED WITH MONOGRAM PEN INK AND WATERCOLOUR WITH BODYCOLOUR 6 1/4 X 5 INCHES ILLUSTRATED: FLORENCE HARRISON, THE RHYME OF A RUN, LONDON: BLACKIE & SON, 1907, {UNPAGINATED} LUCKY LOO Artist: EMMA FLORENCE HARRISON Exhibitions: THE ILLUSTRATORS 2005

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