Wiping it out lovely,

The video on the screen shows a mural painting,
„see love wate(r) see“ written on the walls of a broken house

I found love and water, in a waste container in Vienna,
a few days before travelling to Creta with a thick brush and well diluted
black paint.

The teacher induced the kids to paint the letters with a soft brush
in order to enhance their sensitivity for the subject.

I saw Julius Koller’s paintings a few years ago in a gallery.
I had met him before in 2003 at the Venice Biennale when I was painting
benches white.

school atlas
the western part of Europe, colorfull and bright
a thick grey line, the iron curtain.
There behind, undefined, wasteland.

Those kind of imprints last long.
In spite of the geographical vicinity, I still feel Bratislava connoted by
an unratable distance.

murales#muralpainting#poetry#lovewatersee#Heraklion#dienstagabend#lovecret

a#love#
The image dandles with the melody ... see love water see ... see love water
sea ...

I painted „see“ three times, „love“ and „wate“
the R is missing on the wall.
With Edding on the screen, I’m writing „A“ over the „e“ of two „see’s“
and add „R“ to the „wate“

May I wipe it out,
seems to be daring.
Recently at the bar, I had gone for the pissoir
A guy came to me and gentily asked,
May I wash my hands?

2+1 for free
on my way home
I’m crossing the bridge, a young lady yells.
Yellow paper rolls all over the ground
happy helping hands