aesop

amongst streets of the city, stain and murk + dumpster trash. mad markings like line drawings, air ducts and stair cases the dull hum of road noise. dawn breathes life back upon the terraced blocks of this town.
drip marks like paint styles stain the asphalt terraces_homeless lie face down @ peace natural among the city denizens: 'my slab of concrete style.' debris and bliss lie unchecked like lunar surfaces . gloss sheen signs and bills unposted, corrugated iron facades, dented and torn. weathered here, immediate like long lost modern cube sculptures. study these forms daily like rituals. meditate on these sites. sonic fused sound scapes metronomic repetition like blotch drawings. reinterpret fresh like a glance.

re-enlighten by hybrid sorcery

he writes riddles on the walls in thick colores ink. all forms of dictation and mark making tools in his satchel. he spreads ideas and concepts about subterranean lunar orbits. omni potency perceptions. tricks up his sleeve, gestures made with the hand, slight subtle theatrical moves