Between story and plot comes the end of the story

the grand and hysterical

 

Someone broke up with someone, amorously –

there was a vase

now there is a vase with bloodied glaze

In a room

somewhere

 

and we keep talking about it

and we will keep talking around it

well into the afternoon

and we will say A LOT

 

seeing as

 

The overthinking tends to be funny and

to be benefiting a good cause and

to be calculating the cost per hour even

 

of the burgeoning narrative voice

 

Narrator: “We find oursleves in a shop

as visitors wearing uniforms, in character

and we shall end soon

but before we do,

we all want something

even if it is as small as a glass of water.

And as we will imminently go about

our own ways looking for it

we shall invent.

Here we’ll have remembered a shop (an actual shop) selling workwear and sleeping bags to soldiers, with the uniform echo of items being formerly merchandised.”

 

To our left

Sleeping bag:

An aluminum frame with an impetuous tongue (of the newsprint drivel) has enervated the room.

It has risen like the scorching sun

like a stockpile of plastic fabric remembering itself outloud

 

At second glance, it doubles the shopfront, which is suffering a solemn arrest

softly peeping against the nervous hissing of the evanescent cars just outside

 

Further inside

Maria’s trough

a plastic bag thickness

that channels the clay remains of old works inside its narrow but plumbed outlines

an instrument of historiographic reduction

A diaristic entry submerged in a preserving solution

If the trough were to form a narrative voice

It would be lukewarm or warming

And it would leak into the room like some thermal spill only visible to those with an open heart

And resilience

 

And for the brave who venture at the back

And are enticed to climb the stairs

And look out from the mezannine

There will appear

A model city

Of glassy panes on wooden beams

A little geometric abstraction

Remembering a Nicosian gestalt

Of the newest balconies forming above the meandering legacy of Neoterismoi Toumazou

As summoned up by the grandaughter

 

:

 

Between story and plot comes the end of the story

the grand and hysterical

 

Someone broke up with someone, amorously –

there was a shop with a name and a grandfather and a grandmother and a grandchild sitting at the back

And with rotating produce

Now there is a soft tribute of honeyed temporality

Instead of produce, there is its shadow, sculpted, transfigured, added onto, and departing

 

and we keep talking about it

and we will keep talking around it

well into the afternoon

and we will say A LOT

 

seeing as

 

The overthinking tends to be funny and

to be benefiting a good cause and

to be calculating the cost per hour even

 

Of the burgeoning visitor’s voice

 

text by Maya Tounta

 

1 2.Sleeping Bag Sleeping Bag, 272cm x 208cm x 88cm, aluminum, glass, plastic bags, satin ribbon.

3 4 5 7 8.Sleeping Bag 9 10 Residency drawing series on window, 38cm x 54 cm x 5cm, aluminum window, glass, paper.

11.Residency drawing series on window 12 13.“Spring opens like a blade here” “Spring opens like a blade here”, 83cm x 178cm x 39cm, glass, metal, wood sawdust, fabric, plastic.

14 15.Zoi (clay woman) and Golden award Zoi (clay woman) and Golden award, 300cm x 20cm x 105cm plastic bags, water, clay.

16 17 18 20 21 22.The “all us” balcony The “all us” balcony, 500cm x 8cm x 6cm (dimensions variable), wood, glass.

23 Forced painting time at Nottingham on window, 38cm x 54 cm x 5cm, aluminum window, paper.

24.Forced painting time at Nottingham on window