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From the series "Black cosmos of New York"
No, I'm not insane with an uncontrolled speech. I like sometimes to play with the automatic writing, a branch of the surrealism. You just let the words coming without barrier nor censure. Direct from the subconscious. The mind is logically made, build on a moral base, following the ruts of grammar and education. A thought is not a free curl of soul: it's as narrow as can be the reason. Reason is very convenient for you to be right, so for the others to be wrong, and finally for the fetters between men to be forged. Reason is sublime and a crime. It's blight and a delight. The automatic writing is like free jazz: a wish, glorious will, to go beyond the rigid construction of a melody, beyond the totalitarianism of the harmonies, beyond the boring repetition of patterns, all over again until they mean nothing, taste nothing. Free jazz and automatic writing are pure freshness. If I've to name a master, my personal Fountain of Youth, it will be Derek Bailey, an English guitarist so free, to listen to him gives you wings. No convention. No obligation. No pretension. Just feel the instant and follow it.
Of course, the subconscious has some reasons to appear in a particular shape. The 'black hole' could be born by the impression of these walls of darkness gnawing light and dreams. The 'guacamole' could refer to a salsa dance (which is cuban not mexican, but the subconscious is compliant) by the dynamic gambols between black and white. Maybe it's something different. Let's the words be free for once!
About the view of Manhattan, New York city:
** The spired crown is from the Chrysler building, Art Deco, 1930
** Behind, the one with a black block in the middle is the American Tobacco Company blg, Modernism, 1967
** Behind, the two towered extravaganza is the The Waldorf Astoria Hotel, Art Deco, 1931
** In the background, the white framed skyscraper is the Solow building, Modernism, 1974
** And in the background, it's of course Central "my sunday nap" Park, from Olmsted & Vaux, 1873