where is my mother?
backward, forward, that rocking motion.
we become accustomed to it. expect the shift.
a member of the hemlock society in its nascent years,
now she is projectile, a missile with a programmed
target and the ability to forget.
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Artists who sink or plunge beneath the surface, who live the (art) life
independent of the prevailing 'tude that art = commerce. We get in the groove by making art because without it we couldn't exist.
© COPYRIGHT 2007 SUBMERGING ARTISTS - Nicke Gorney & Melanie Mitzner
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