EXPECT A BRICK IN RETURN

                                                        



                                                             The message from England:



If you throw a stone expect a brick in return.


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Sprava z Anglicka:




Kto do teba kamenom, ty donho tehlou.

WRITER

                                      




SCENARIO 7:

Writer

My house was built on the lake water - in one of the London’s enchanted parks. I lived quite a well-scheduled lifestyle within a city that can drive you crazy. There were days when I would never leave my writing room, starring at birds, drinking litres of coffee and forgetting to eat. My concept of relationships was that of a voluntary single man. I loved statues more than anything else. They could maintain silence-unlike my overreacting lovers. I was fine living on my own. Sunshine in my front room would replace any form of emotional dependence I used to believe in. But then, when winter approached me, for fifteen thousand pounds I decided to turn into a woman. From then I needed to make love more than I needed to write. My house turned into a one prolonged disco, celebrating ten birthdays of my own a year. I stopped locking my front door. I hoped for coincidental passers by to sneakily pop in for a cup of tea. I was water under my house. For fifteen thousand pounds,I was made to love them all.

WHEN I AM NOT AT HOME

SOMETIMES I RING MY DOOR BELL

- AND NOBODY ANSWERS.

THEN I REALISE

I AM NOT AT HOME

L’Art Brut

L’Art Brut

here the dogs are pissing

even if they don't feel the urge

my labor went well

- except of

delivering someone else's child

see you in one year!

the epidural whispered

when leaving me 

in the state of

                   l'Art Brut

                  

I used to dance.

ON THE MOVE

                                      Most of objects in my house have handles.
                                      So as my life.

                                                    One must be able to pick them up
                                                                  
                                                                                           - and go

IDA

On my way to install the exhibition in London -still as Lola.
Getting off underground, I am told: 'But, aren't you too old to carry that name?'

Me- still Lola and he still a filmmaker -with a big sense of narration in his eye.
I realise 9 years have passed since I last changed my name.
Yes, I used to like older men-thinking they are mature.
Zuzana n' Elders I was- still as Lola.

Wanting not to end up in her shoes,
Today, I take the name after her.


28th October 2013

THE VISIT FROM ENGLAND (DREAM)

The visit from England (Dream)

Making tea for unexpected guests.

The visit from England.

Used my digital camera as the teabags.

Asked guests what images they saw after they drank my tea.

ATTRACTOR

                                        Attractor

                                        When things are close, they are ordinary.

                                        Once you leave them behind, they become a strange attractor.

THE POLAROID BIOPSY

The Polaroid Biopsy, 1/1, 2006

THE POWER CUT

                

                                        'THE POWER CUT', drawing with pencil, 1/1, 2013

FONTANA PRE ZUZANAU /THE FOUNTAIN FOR ZUZANA, 2013

                                                'FONTANA PRE ZUZANU', still from the movie, 2013 1/1, drawing

THE PUPPET-SPREADING MACHINE

                                                                                         The Spreading Machine / Puppet , 2005, 1/1

A WOMAN FOR SALE

                                              

WHO ARE YOU?

                                                                                  No Person With Braces, drawing, 2003.

NOTHING HAS HAPPENED

Nothing has happened 
- And that is all what happened today.

B4 NOW

B4 NOW

I got ill

I couldn't sleep, eat or see properly

Crickets would piss me off

With the seemingly exciting melody

For two

I knew what I wanted

I still DO

STYRI HRAVE PARENICKY

In Slovakian/v Slovencine

Liptov

-------

Styri hrave parenicky

Nezmestia sa do chladnicky

Neudene,

6 ks

Zalubil sa pes s husou.

A LOUD THINKING

A LOUD THINKING

Life tastes better

If things aren’t what they are

I will walk straight

Without the brink of eye

If nobody answers

I will forget my trip

If they will open

I will say YES

It’s easy to do so

When things aren’t what they are

WHEN THINGS ARE ORDINARY

TWO MEN IN OLDCASTLE

TWO MEN IN OLDCASTLE

As it happens, men like to have muscles. A father and son in Oldcastle decided to take steroids in order to boost their muscle-to-fat ratio. The two men took a dose of powder each day without reading the manual. After a while they discovered that their daily dosage was supposed to be used weekly. They have both now lost their testicles.

THE OUTSIDER

                                                                    

                                                                   The Inside-Out-Sider

LET ME BE YOUR DINNER

                                     For My dinner,

                                     I am going to eat matches

                                     For Your desert,

                                     I will be a fire

MY DEGREE

                         

                                               I will donate my art degrees to a charity.

                                           In this climate I will feel better as an amateur.

THE MASS PHONE CALL, 2007,1/1

                                                      







                                                        THE MASS PHONE CALL, 2007 1/1

THE HUHUMAN

                       The Sculpture

                                                          U

                                                          HU

                                                          MAN

                                                          HUMAN

                                                          HUHUMAN

                                                                     

THE ELECTIONS INSIDE ME

This poem is based on the re-written Bath Soak label. While having a bath I was thinking about the elections in America and the way I will one day tell my daughters about it. Obama was re-elected. I began to re-order the words of Bath Soak label and I suddenly felt they were reflecting on the current political situation in England (crises). Notes-Elswick is the social estate in Newcastle (UK) where I currently reside with my family. It was built in the 60s and it has been serving the working class people until now.

                                                                            8.11.2012

  AH,...OH,BAMA!!!!

No Eastern Spirit

No bath soak

No rejuvenating noblend,

Without an oriental lotus

No flower

No orange blossom

          -Elswick-

And AH,....OH,BAMA!

The Family Tree, Drawing, @2008, 1/1

(I made this drawing thinking whether I will be worried if I decide to have a mixed race child. I was scared of racism. Now that I have two daughters we are facing it).

SANDWITCH

Sandwitch, collage on recycled paper, 1/1, @2012