Lola is dancing in her one-piece blue pyjamas. The sun is swatting parts of the room - the shade bites into the glare, leaving blades of light. The song playing is her favourite. She stands legs astride & sings a good guess at the chorus, mangling half the words, but it does not matter. She is the glory in this morning. We have completed a jigsaw for the first ever time & it now lies on the floor like a forgotten masterpiece. It is of a rabbit eating strawberries from a yellow bowl. She arches over until her head touches the floor spreading her arms outwards she holds this pose - it is impressive. I implore her to take a bow & she acquiesces. I'm playing all her favourite songs. It is an intentional manipulation I am not ashamed to admit committing. & anyway, it generates joy for us both. & what could possible be wrong with that. We have spread a snowdrift of paper across the living room floor, practising writing letters and primordial poetry. & what could possible be wrong with that.
From the website: “We are working collectively to renovate and redevelop THE MINESWEEPER - LEDSHAM M.2706, DEPTFORD CREEK, LONDON into a space for artistic innovation. Floating laboratory of the MINESWEEPER COLLECTIVE.”
Joe Stohlman and I read three times and then some open mikes blew everyone away. My third reading was marred slightly by the amount of medicinal whiskey I had imbibed, but that was made redundant by the brilliance of the proceeding readings. Honest. Follow this link OCK ENT ATO to see the photos. The reading was at this venue. All photos by Valentina Gaddia.