cyanotype on cardboard // 56,5 x 38 cm // 2023
14th of February
I build a hammock out of shimmering spider threads and hang it on the balcony. I swing back and forth in it in the February sun. It glistens like water in the sunlight. Little yellow flowers bloom on my lips and I lie stretched out in the sun. My eyes become ponds and snowdrops grow in the corners of my eyes. Daisies bloom in my eyebrows and my breath becomes day and night. I melt a little.
My hair catches the wind and swirls it around, wrapping it up and holding it close to my ears so that its murmur is so softly near.