detail from a.................
............new vispo piece
on the art site...............
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........so I'm sat outside the cafe in Archway with a mediocre cappuccino & croissant to match - only three quid for both, mind, but it still tastes like a rip-off...and.....opposite, across the road, Planet Kebab next to Bargain Booze - that sums something up - what, I dunno.............
............shit life?
fatten up the proles & keep 'em pissed! (mind you, there's a kebab place near us that sells good food, you know, bits of lamb on a stick with a tasty salad which, I think, is quite healthy, isn't it? unless you're a vegetarian...I like vegetarians....on a stick, between bits of pepper...yum)
so fatten up the proles so all they can wear are tracksuit bottom trousers with elasticated waistbands made for the ever-expanding gut - yes!
........like I'm doing anything special! art? pfffffffffff - fuck off!
........what am I? posh or something with my cappuccino & croissant?
.....ha-ha........
Winter sun in the city can't be arsed to get up & shine on people...it skulks low in the sky so only rooftops get the rays or lucky lower spots for a while when the shine aligns with gaps in buildings...sacred street level places, they should be marked with symbols or like Stonehenge or the pyramids marked for dance (or burial of the dead)..........special times of the year..........
.........here's the 143 - get on board - climb the hill to Highgate - over the brow & see posh houses all blessed by the selective sun 'cause even that is a snob! but down the other side to East Finchley station, up that hill & damned if the flats on the left aren't all lit up - normal flats, not posh ones......that'll teach me to try & make a metaphor for unfair life out of what the sun does in the city..............
I conclude, philosophically, as I walk up the hill towards Black Gull Books, that how we choose to see life is how it is until it proves us wrong.......then we have to admit as much......
TTFN
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