Colorlessness.
Seriously?
The word colorlessness?
In America?
In white tyrant states?
Whence this passion
towards woven strands
of colorlessness?
Whence this conformity
to the many parts
of being invisible?
Color is.
Diversity is.
Think of what
would happen,
to end by
not a color
but the
lessness.
Mike Ferguson, 2018
Remixed work:
The Invisible Man, by Ralph Ellison
A story
is most busy
when living
but in real life
all that makes
life
what is commonly called
do not die
is when
people’s hearts break
and there is
the end of it.
Mike Ferguson, 2018
Remixed work:
Uncle Tom’s Cabin, by Harriet Beecher Stowe
Postminimalism digested
and converted into sugar,
the calories are
Artist Run Documentation –
their colour fields to
sabotage contemporary loss.
Taos art, mail art, rice art:
giving them the truth about
bulk and lyrical abstraction.
Performance art/internet and
fibre collectives are a craze of
carbohydrate truth,
applying expressionism.
To improve satiety
cooperatives position the least
diet art into an art of snacking,
curators sprinkled with
growing and emerging forms.
Having a cake and eaten,
it is a movement in realism.
Mike Ferguson, 2018
Remixed works:
The Truth About Rice Cakes, by Elle Penner
Contemporary art gallery, at Wikipedia