snow

silence and snow and the absence of colour. black is all colours white is none or precisely what is left when colour is removed. subject position we spent two hours discussing the need to ackowledge our position. i am absence. not because im white, actually i was talking about snow not cultural theory. but because i have positioned myself in the world in relation to my perceived absentees, both the literal and metaphoric. chased by ghosts. the dead the living the selves the absence of truth in my construction of self.

snow and cold the pure experience of physicallity. this bodies mine, the hands and feet frozen therefore they have to be connected to this other self that waits inside. clunky vessell.

nevertheless clunky vessells have fun .