sometimes when i go to close the curtains/draw the blinds objects appear in the fading light to resemble a blind man. often these days it is actually a child throwing in the street, yesterday it was a splash of white paint. but it is always the same man and he is always blind. the angle of his head attests to the fact that he is looking at me, just as the dark holes in his face tell me he's not. i am on the other side of a silent pane of double glazing and can do nothing to communicate coherently with the apparition i do not know morse code or else i suppose i could knock on the window and yes i could even open the window and ask what he's doing. the real problem here is that the man isn't there at all. so the window, his blindness and my lack of morse are merely clumsy metaphorical affectations stapled on to fact in order that i may comprehend that i am closing the curtain on an empty street.

Plusminus

This is the blog from the Newcastle based artist's group, Plusminus. Here you can find work and information about the group and its members.