windowless study XIX

once again the moon was lazy last night.

drawing without people...

windowless study XVIII

The downpour washed everything down the drain, including the flake from a girl’s 99.

windowless study XVII

a boy, eating an everlasting gobstopper in the shade of the everlasting tree, was stung three times by three different bees

windowless study XVI

Someone shouted something about love and later, in an unrelated incident, an old woman sneezed.

windowless study XV

A dirty old dog broke free from the parade and began chewing on a brick.

drawing without people...

windowless study XIV

The shadow of a horse passed by my window, followed by nothing but dust.

windowless study XIII

I couldn´t find any suitable words to describe today´s happenings so...

windowless study XII

The cape-like duffle coat, attached to a little boy, flew up and down the street. The words ‘death to all!’ were shouted like a mantra. An old grey cat watched the proceedings before disappearing down a hole in the ground. And that’s all there is to say on the matter.

windowless study XI

First came the chicken-wire rabbit, closely followed by a breezeblock, an etch-a-sketch, a maternity dress and seventeen other things not worth mentioning here. They plummeted to the earth like claw sandwiches and gathered in a neat little pile on the eternal pavement, their near-lifeless bodies twitching ever-so-slightly in the day-old, chimneypot sunshine.

windowless study X

sparrows look down on the world with disapproving marble eyes, their toes stapled to the side of Lakeman’s Bakery (established in 1962)

drawing without people...

windowless study IX

lots and lots of bricks stacked up to the sky

windowless study VIII

some music, followed by a car, followed by fading of music, eventually followed by silence ……………… followed by the same music, followed by the same car, followed by fading of music, eventually followed by silence ……………… followed by the same music, followed by the same car, followed by fading of music, eventually followed by silence ……………… (etc. etc. for what seems like a very long time. During which there is no change in the order of events, or even in the choice of the song).

windowless study VII

“How did you get my number?..... Who’s Stu?..... I don’t know anyone named Stu.... No, don’t know him.....”

windowless study VI

a glove sitting on a pallet sitting on another pallet sitting on a paving stone sitting on some earth sitting on some worms sitting on……

drawing without people...

windowless study V

a cloud that looks like an astronaut followed by one that looks like a cloud

the wishing well

windowless study IV

a conversation about a conversation about a conversation about a black eye.

windowless study III

a boy stares at a river. the river stares back without blinking.

windowless study II

a bee eating some dirt

a summer's day

STEVE: What did you say?

STAN : I said nothing.

STEVE: Why did you say that?

STAN : No reason.

STEVE: If you've nothing to say, say nothing.

STAN : Nothing.

STEVE: There you go again. What did I just tell you?

STAN : To say nothing.

STEVE: That's right. To say nothing.

STAN : And?

STEVE: And nothing. What did you say?

STAN : Nothing.

STEVE: Nothing. Exactly.

STAN : And?

STEVE: And nothing.

STAN : Nothing what?

STEVE: What?

STAN : Nothing.

STEVE: There you go again. What did I just tell you?

STAN : Nothing.

STEVE: You said nothing. Not me.

STAN : What?

STEVE: Nothing.

STAN : How is it that I can't say nothing but you can go around

squawking nothing till the cows come home.

STEVE: I didn't.

STAN : Didn't what?

STEVE: Say it.

STAN : Say what?

STEVE: Nothing.

STAN : There you go again.

STEVE: If you keep telling me to say nothing, I'm going to say

nothing.

STAN : Go ahead, I dare you.

STEVE: You dare me?

STAN : Yep. In fact, I double dare you.

STEVE: Ha!

STAN : Just try it. Say nothing again and see what happens.

STEVE: See what happens? What's gonna happen?

STAN : You'll see.

STEVE: What will I see exactly?

STAN : You'll see.

STEVE: I'll see?

STAN : Yep.

STEVE: You're all talk - a big bag of hot air. I know exactly

what'll happen.

STAN : You do?

STEVE: Yep.

STAN : What?

STEVE: Nothing.

STAN : What?

STEVE: Nothing.

With that, Stan tore a leg from the table and hit Steve smack in the middle of his kisser, right on the money. Steve hit the deck like a sack of death and began convulsing and contorting on the floor like a computer suicide. Some blood escaped from Steve's mouth and gathered in a puddle-like fashion on the linoleum floor.

STAN : What was that?

STEVE: Nothing

Steve, being as dead as a doornail, continued to say nothing.

STAN : Goddamnit. There you go again. One more time, that's all I

ask.

STEVE: Nothing.

Stan finally lost his poor little mind and turned into a complete nut. He began chewing on the table leg. He was halfway through when a large splint of wood somehow found its way to his heart and finished him off good and proper. His death rattle was choked into nothingness by the wooden creature lodged in his gullet. Steve and Stan both lay there on the floor, one dripping blood, the other dripping wood. Nothing more could be done, so nothing more need be said.

windowless study I

the sun is upside down today.

steve before

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