disIntegration

I first meet Sophia Delza at Vancouver’s premier spiritual emporium, Banyen Books and Sound.

She is in the Used section, old and scarred, and I can’t stop staring at her. She is so beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Powerful, striking, graceful, wise. I pick her up with trembling hands, I put her down, I pick her up.

I page through the poses—poise, expressions unchanged, she is poison. Smoke blown in my face. carry her around the store like a secret possession but it’s she who owns me and it is too much. Put down. Picked up. A hundred dark eyes telling me, You will never become me. You will never become yourself.

It is not the way it has to be.

It is not the way it should be.

It is the way it is.

It is the way it is the way.

Ahem: My first foray into mutilated book art, using T’ai-chi ch’uan (Wu Style): Body and Mind in Harmony written by and starring said Sophia Delza. This project took approximately one million hours, a hundred thousand blades and too many cuts to count: his book drank my blood, yes it did. Enjoy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

4 Comments

  • ewan quirk

    April 3, 2008 at 11:18 pm

    depth of focus
    or is it focus at depth
    or is it focus on depth
    or is it a focus adept. as i comment
    i am aware i leave a trail, digital bread crumbs?
    or are they more real than storied breadcrumbs?
    suffice to say i hope to follow them back here again.

  • megh

    April 4, 2008 at 8:39 am

    Ah, the inevitability of digital breadcrumbs – leaving some version of yourself for others and yourself to seek. If only there were digital crows to devour them when you

  • MAX HEADROOM

    May 8, 2008 at 1:15 pm

    I dig it.

  • megh

    May 10, 2008 at 1:41 pm

    danke.

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