Christina and Mike
Here are both versions as Mike wanted.
I think I like the original best, but it's a near thing.
Roger.
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> From: "Christina Fletcher" <[log in to unmask]>
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> Sent: Monday, February 03, 2003 8:39 PM
> Subject: New sub: Self Portrait
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> > Self Portrait
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> > I sense how she started - oiling slippery earths,
> > sucking brushes to a point, hesitant marks
> > to trace a space from a mole to a nipple.
> > She must have seen structure under her skin
> > when her eyes glided from fleshed-out Maxilla
> > to Lachrymal bone. This is the texture
> > of one-eyed, splayed brush days - of mud
> > wiped away with rags under her easel -
> > when she failed to find one true line
> > in a maze of illusion, unable to measure
> > the infinitessimal distance: the difference
> > between self and a stranger.
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> > christina fletcher
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> Self Portrait (Original Version)
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> I sense how he started - sucking his brushes to points,
> oiling the slippery earths, hesitant marks to trace a space
> from a mole to a nipple.
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> Did he see structure under his skin
> when his eyes glided
> from fleshed-out Maxilla to Lachrymal bone?
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> It has the texture of one-eyed, splayed brush days -
> curls of paint shaved away, lines
> scored to the size with the blade of a razor
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> as he failed to find true points in a maze of illusion
> to measure the difference
> between self and a stranger.
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