The truth is, once you were Wednesday, never more the same.
Maybe you could evolve or grow up, so to speak, into Thursday, but there's always a before that is Wednesday inside of you, underneath your skin. Like it or not. It is what it is. You can pretend it's not there or fool urself. But ur body, aka ur emotional mental spirit body, would remember it quite clearly.
TO ONE SIDE FROM OURSELVES, TO ONE SIDE FROM THE WORLD
WAVE FOLLOWS WAVE TO BREAK ON THE SHORE,
ON EACH WAVE IS A STAR, A PERSON, A BIRD,
DREAMS, REALITY, DEATH – ON WAVE AFTER WAVE.
NO NEED FOR A DATE: I WAS, I AM, AND I WILL BE,
LIFE IS A WONDER OF WONDERS, AND TO WONDER
I DEDICATE MYSELF, ON MY KNEES, LIKE AN ORPHAN,
ALONE – AMONG MIRRORS – FENCED IN BY REFLECTIONS:
CITIES AND SEAS, IRIDESCENT, INTENSIFIED.
A MOTHER IN TEARS TAKES A CHILD ON HER LAP.
- ARSENY TARKOVSKY
〈AND THIS I DREAMT, AND THIS I DREAM〉
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This poem was from a massive research period before 2019 COVID hit.
At the time I was doing an intl performance exchange and gonna premiered a new
stage play abroad.
Excited. They had a theater company that I sincerely loved their
work too.
This was part of the making-of pre-production research period for me.
dig dig n more digging in.
Somehow this poem resonated with what I was creating back then.
Then COVID came, we couldn't go.
Then now.
Slowly open the Pandora's box, looking thru the kaleidoscope visions :))
*Also dedicate this poem above to my bros spirit, today is his passed-away anniversary. RIP to all passed souls. Death Rebirth is just another layer of dreams.
This conversation comes spontaneously, with an old friend Tao: a filmmaker.
Suddenly thought in the end of 2019, I had a talk with a woman named mimi.
She was also a filmmaker.
At the time she had a deck of photographs matching with poetry texts , and she told me she wanted to make "PoetryTarot" decks.
We played around.
I asked a question:
Then I picked:
We discussed what this could mean. But none of us were really sure.
As time goes by, from where I am in the 3D world, I can see now what it can possibly mean.
Keep going keep going
Find the forest of your heart
As if no return
Bind farewell without ends
Hold that flame
(photograph 2024.01.20.)
Ps: I used to write a lot. Everywhere I lived.
I remember going to the second hand bookstore & squeezed my body into the tiny spot looking for books to buy to read, under a dim yellow light. That was like the old-world charm. Poetic and romantic.
I read also tons since I was little.
My parents got divorced very early and I had a long period only I was at home alone.
At first scared, then came to love it.
That seemingly dark place, like a cocoon, was the place that butterfly was made of.
梅心怡 美國伊利諾伊香檳大學藝術和藝術史雙學位,芬蘭赫爾辛基表演藝術身體劇場總合藝術高等文憑,曾榮選美國基金會法國Cite' Universitate和阿姆斯特丹DanceShort 駐村藝術家。 作品參與舊金山沼澤劇場國際表演錄像藝術節,2011受邀擔任奧地利林茨藝術大學客座講師,2012維也納SOHOIO雙年展,2013實驗錄像短片榮穫歐洲ARTE創意頻道獎,2014年新加坡當代藝術中心演出。詩文收錄於100首美國當代詩,柏林雨虎雜誌,台灣表演科技論壇等, 現居台北。Hsini Delphine Mei, Interdisciplinary artist and performer. Born in Taiwan. She has practiced in New York, San Francisco,Asiatic lands, Europe, China, and Taiwan. BFA/BA in Art History and Arts at University of Illinois in the United States, and Advance Diploma in Physical Theatre In Arts in Helsinki, Finland. Selected artist residency: Cite American-Foundation (Paris, France), Dance Short (Amsterdam, NL). 2011-2011 guest artist lecturer in Linz Art University, Austria, 2014 Research Southeast Asia, performed at Institute of Contemporary Arts Singapore. Her recent performance video works are selected in ARTE CREATIVE Channel Europe, ARTOPIA Taiwan, and interview by European art magazine STIGAMART VideoArt 2015 Biennial Special Edition. Hsini is engaging in issues from identity, to themes of violence and memory/healing and collective history. She is now based in Taipei, Taiwan.