Without expectations, love, wag that tail and be happy.
Enough of miserable cynical artists!
Performance at Otis Graduate Open studios
Photos by Soo Yun Jun
Anxious and afraid as others become estranged I drown in to my self-strangeness. I cling my smile inside a grin. My tight lips chewing on another missed CIAO.
Ciao, dammed, relax the jaw, open the mouth up, unclog that heart out, let the air in, decanter life in a full vowelled big fat CIIIIAAAAAOOOO.
A Ciao, would pop me open like a bottle of spumante fizzing out and all over. A Ciao would get rid of the stale bile stuck inside the alveoli.
I don’t say CIAO anymore, I mean a full-hearted, happy CIAO, A CIAO full of life and joy, a CIAO like a full swung tail wagging. The wagtail of a happy dog that fervently swings from one side to the other tipping off balance. A wag of tail that has no expectations other than to say CIAO, I am happy to see you too.
Instead, I grind on all the lost ciaos, loosing the expansiveness of a ray of sun that warms no matter what.
Loosing the courage of living and rather kick back into the limbo of insecurity.