sugar cloud seance

In residency with a consortium of artists gathered by Kathleen Quillian to envision Winslow House Project as the seat of seance for the third time.

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Our cornerstone text, by Keith Evans:

Come join the alignment the geomodulation with a candle and a rod.   Wdouse it upW.  Was was waterborne was her is her will be her work room machine curtain loosened over those faces comes out with the weave comes back with the wave the American canyon we pulled into our lungs the spectral furniture solicitations into yellow and purple rose petal wounds but it did not smart it stooped over the cistern and joists. The principle of symmetry is a phantom plane a bouquet of tears a seance on the back of the laundry room above the spigot. Tall shipwrecks are out there on the reach in the superfund legacy, a new shoreline, a petrified cypress stump lolling in a sucking clash of salt marsh. Doughnuts on the road. Let’s all put our heads together in the pepper tree and see what oil smells like in there. An escalation chariot pulls us into second summer. Time to put your shoulder down, drop it and feel the space the hollow gong on the coming sturgeon moon as you propel into the raspberry sugar clouds of deep space. There is a corner in a room upstairs with a disordered array of cards, diamonds in all directions, feedback making lunch of scarlet stars and eggs. Come join the franchise and witness the marvelous cast lay down in a muddy puddle, It is better to be together for something like that. Its always streamed.  Don’t despair, restore the trap. Don’t forget to forget it is what we humans have to hang over AI like threadbare laundry in the sun