India Hobson via The Garden Edit
It all comes back. Even the dampness underfoot; even that brings it back. I was in Kew Gardens when I first realised how much everything yearns to grow. I was just twelve, quietly sure-footed in the world. Afterwards we went back to the apartment, and it was raining lightly, and I stood in the bathtub with the white curtain pulled around, ran a shower, and shaved my armpits for the first time.
do shadow-people pass through walls?
do footsteps matter if you're voiceless?
do perspectives pulse?
de-framed 1, 2 & 3
All drawings by Sophie Hamer, 2011.
Exhibited inPublication Exhibition.
Site: Mapping Perspectives and Obliques
I'm caught with my pencil, playing games, instigating linework, enabling the inteactions, all the while thinking about James Corner's The Agency of Mapping :
In devising the map (constructing field frames, naming, indexing, graphic iconography and so on), the designer 'sets up' the game-board in a very specific way, not in order to predetermine or prefigure the outcome but rather to instigate, support and enable social forms of interaction, affiliation and negotiation.
- Page 243
1.
This place is reserved
for the bee.
At last!
The blooming verge
Is his own and he is on it.
On the verge
of adulthood,
Mother is all:
Legislation! Time isn't
All sweet tessellations!
And a little hand
on the shoulder
(You’ll be fine, honey).
Though the distance doesn't quite drown
Out the drones he finds
Himself petalled
With the pleasures of
Independence.
Written after a week in Taupo spent running away from bumble bees and reading Jenny Bornholdt's Summer, which features these beautiful drawings by her husband, and fellow poet, Greg O'Brien.