miƩrcoles, 27 de junio de 2007

The Ladies of the Round Table

My Ladies

“Where are my eyes, where my legs
-bodies like a puzzle, made from pieces, from rags and from found things
- unknown faces, from time long ago

What has happened to her?

Is she still alive?

Time forms the body and the spirit.

New women are born from old women

New possibilities from found things

Heads, legs and arms mixed together

Elevated to a new nobility

The Ladies of the Round Table

Goddesses or maids ?
This is the question.

Silvia Walz 2004