end-of-year cupcake

as an end-of-year treat there is a small Gruze-intervention in a multi-facetted Cadavre Exquis project developing in the ‘Vitrine de la Rue de Flandre 7’ Brussels… (invited by Annick N)

 a good way to look again at the floating island C, which had been languishing at the top of the landing for some time now, waiting for an outing into the unknown… this situation, with it’s constant change and variant participants is just the ticket… it is a hollow rendition of a cut out form of the island, reversed upon setting, and in that sense a play on Gaudi’s investigation of reverse gravity… the negative is a free agent in the limited space of the vitrine and was intended for the showcase across the entrance, now garnished with dead and dusty flies… but the lock seems to have gone block tight…

an empty year /darkened

Darkened days A year since the HTH was closed, now on the verge of dilapidation The ivy grows across the shuttered brow now blind to the landscape below Water and heat have been disconnected, the leaves gathering in the eves Conspiring an overflow Into the house, warping the herringbone floor (actually it's staff an tail) The exhibitions long gone, The echoes of literature faded Just a bitter aftertaste of local beer Gone stale ( the drips carefully accumulated have been set aside and run down...) A sorry state for all concerned And a harbinger of worse to come I fear.

It seems the house and gardens are protected Protected from what and for whom? Not the winter magpies They laugh at al passers by And the shivering beasts Left behind