In less than 24 hours a helping of the Midwest will be scooped up and weighted down next to me. My sleep shifts so significantly in the presence of said scoop: Like a satisfying last puzzle piece locking into place.
Insert an image, here, of an analog paper map with all of its pen-drawn circles and highlighted routes: Something between a blueprint and Frankenstein's stitches. There is the electricity of sleeplessness and anticipation of all the good reasons to stay awake.
be well; be loved,
k.
[P.S. One of the art exhibits I have thought about the most in the past year and some has been Business, Pleasure, Pressure, Release by Nick Doyle. There is a sterile, measured, official description of it here . However, I encourage you to look for short video footage of the other video invitations and tagged photos from the actual opening parties on Instagram or other outlets (@nickdoyle333 or @human_resources._ ).
There is one video of a woman with thick red lipstick locked within the bar that is shown in the aboved-linked video. While locked within it, a black stiletto filled with champagne is brought towards her face and is poured from the stiletto directly into her mouth, which she drinks without being able to touch the stiletto to steady it. It is just spectacular in the image and concept.]
[image credit: Raymond Woolhead]
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