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Lisa Jayne... Writing: November 2014

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Sunday, 30 November 2014. I'd rather I didn't know. But seeing as I do. Staying up all night. So tomorrow will still be. When the stage is. And real life isn't a loan. I watch boiling water splashing my hand. I should have felt. And think about people. Born in the strongest heat. To ever cool down. They will fire closing my eyes. Fighting for the exit. By day trips into. Run home in darkness. Berserk for one more. Broken into splintered into. The yes you were fed. Falls out of the mouth. But a scream dies.

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Lisa Jayne... Writing: October 2014

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Wednesday, 22 October 2014. Nothing was clean in the way washing makes something respectable. A twist of my hair hangs above my bed, swaying occasionally even though silence tightly sealed the room. Some things need to be culled. Let me describe the metal – pewter with the discipline of iron dark in the creases, faultless, unbreakable; welded above the elbows to the arms of my chair. All we do is hold hands. Cinnamon vapour lives there now. Did you see how that insect behaved? A leaf stack shivers. I...

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Lisa Jayne... Writing: Requiem for a Dove

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Sunday, 22 March 2015. Requiem for a Dove. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Requiem for a Dove. Map 71 - Blue Tapes.

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Lisa Jayne... Writing: Disordered

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Thursday, 21 May 2015. As I take my place in the food chain. Put the knife down. And move away from the knife. There's a chair out in the yard. Feeling sorrow for foxes. It waits for me to act. Now nightmares sleep in the craw. All the lights were on. But a wailing gash of illumination. The type you only see. All the happy snappers. Queue up for a murdered man. Sorry to disappoint you viewers. This isn't an agro scene. It's not even disease or malfunction. It's the chronic disorder of defeat. XV - Map 71.

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Lisa Jayne ~ Paintings: Eating

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Saturday, 11 May 2013. 25 May 2013 at 10:34. Hi Lisa - great to see new work on your blog. Havent added much to my blog and flickr in ages so want to get back on it. The Kurt Schwitters exhibition at Tate Britain was really inspiring. Hopefully see you some time in the near future and keep making the work! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Lisa Jayne... Writing: Evovaniss

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Thursday, 9 July 2015. Crow bars would be reason enough. The blinding black-out and. Webs of fibre optic trip wire. Behind bars of elusive noise. Flesh is something less than. Coils round her head. Venom in the tongue. They say it's abnormal. The way we hammer our hearts. Her petals are door ways. To why are there so few words. As petals retract into claws. Will open in perfection. The gunner shoots his beast. When I wanted plastic. Couldn't be so perfect. As a tourist attraction. To compete with colour.

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Lisa Jayne ~ Paintings: Sun Heavy poster

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Sunday, 20 July 2014. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Lisa Jayne... Writing: January 2015

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Friday, 30 January 2015. Thursday, 29 January 2015. Tough blondes origin unknown. Tuesday, 27 January 2015. Now this is now. Now we are now. Sunday, 25 January 2015. Behind the curtain a low priestess drifts between fireworks and long baths while the party crackles on the other side. Bombed out furniture and a mysterious web binding her wrist and left to trail chaotic in is this love all I live for. She takes two notes and recognises the voice of an old friend but wears invisibility safe from words.

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Lisa Jayne... Writing: August 2014

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Monday, 18 August 2014. Can we drink with the illusion of sundown downcast then ecstatic she was French you know that makes it sound more elegant until I’ve unfolded enough to fill the whole room but be transparent wet silk like bat’s wings. Well-constructed inky gaze in a silent movie the bird shadow looks closer to a strangling glove drawn towards my tunnel of breath and a carving on my temporal bone bad wired and stretch that contradiction of secret lights so it seems like you read it in dust. Our eye...

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Lisa Jayne... Writing: Specimen - Map 71

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Sunday, 3 May 2015. Specimen - Map 71. Sound by Map 71 who are Lisa Jayne and Andy Pyne http:/ www.map71.bandcamp.com. With thanks to Eyesaw77. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Specimen - Map 71. XV - Map 71.