Why it Exists at All

Painting (oil on aluminium 125 x 127 cm) followed by free writing, WHY IT EXISTS AT ALL.

 

WHY IT EXISTS AT ALL

 

Suspended between infinity and nothingness

 

An appearance not by degrees

 

A large body of matter with no definite shape

 

Developing in compactness

 

Located out of the normal position

 

Endowed with an encircling limb

 

Inhabited first by three cells

 

Solved by dissolving

 

Still bearing traces of an earlier life

 

It is altered

 

Poured into from below

 

Beautiful writing

 

Tongue-tied

 

Words refused infuse instead

 

Plural tries and dissolutions

 

Make way for forms of the fresh

 

And are incorporated into the flesh

 

For the first time again

 

An impressed feeling formed

 

Without conscious thought

 

Lays down distilling itself

 

A concatenation emerges

 

Moves out and away

 

A wandering of wonderings

 

Concerning how something happens

 

And therefore why it exists at all

 

Eventually circumscribing the planet

 

Telling the tale within its own creation