We make bad ghosts...

[kohaku]

I seem to be posting a lot about Viggo these days. :D

More pictures, some paintings, some photographs. All works are taken from his publications, namely Recent Forgeries (1998, second edition), Signlanguage (2002, Vol. VIII, no. 78), Coincidence of Memory (2002, Vol. I, no.1) and 45301 (2003, Vol.II, no. 3).

All books are available from Perceval Press.




School, 1996.


Spring Wellington, 2000

Working, Brooklyn, 1998 and Journal Entry, 1998. Two of my favorites. Scanned as they are presented in Signlanguage.





Just two I'm afraid. I had a hard time choosing.


Received Pronunciation, 2001


Self-Portrait, April, 1999 - 2002.

Comments

[kohaku1977.livejournal.com]

God, I love to paint with my fingers. I don't need brushes! Just some paint, any kind really, and a nice big sheet of paper. A rainy day would be nice too, those are my favorites to paint.

I'm planning to win the lottery too. No luck yet. But dreams are nice anyway so I still make plans. I want things like: a house with a garden. A library. A cat, or rather three. Books, more books, and a place to write.

*licks back* Nah, you're very passionate, I can tell. So, not nice, but the truth. Or maybe the truth and nice?

[vegetariansushi.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. I'm so just like that with paint. I use brushes for some things, but mostly I end up using my fingers and palms and smooshing it around.

I like your idea of a house and the library and garden and cats and books and writingspace. I have a plan something similar to that, actually. Of course, no luck with the winning yet, so . . .

[kohaku1977.livejournal.com]

Me neither. Bah. Stupid lottery. Well, I love this flat even if it's tiny. It's a good home anyway. I just want a bigger desk :D I'm sharing mine with my hubby.

I love the effect you get when you smear the paint with your fingers. Some paintings have my fingerprint in them, which amuses me. Now that we talk about it, I want to paint again. I did a tiny card in December, but haven't really painted since.

[vegetariansushi.livejournal.com]

Hee. I used to have the best desk ever in the world - It was one of the ones that went in a corner, and it was HUGE, and I loved it so much. Sadly, when I moved, I couldn't afford to have the desk moved with me, so it is no more.

I know what you mean about the paint. I don't do it often, because I'm not much good, but every now and again, you know?