Trannies in Twilight Time

Directed by Nikki Lee Taylor

Director of Photography and Still Photography

Vanessa Briggs

Copyright Vanessa Briggs 2009.

at home.

Disasters,
glow,
beautiful fires
in the dark.
One sun,
one moon,
one man,
you order me to stay on the periphery,
of your eyebrows:
lungs could be the wings of the heart,
clapping are they like headphones,
they beat drums on your inside
and you sigh.
You bruise everything you look at.
Have you recorded all the events you have witnessed?
wind in the branches,
birds cackling,
and shaking our thoughts,
by flapping wings.
No one has heard the noise of,
tiptoes on ice,
no one prays on sinking ships.
You battle strongly,
why not let go?
I hang on to the idea of some nipples.
The heart pains at recognizing its true self and desire.
The signs have lost clarity,
bright is the night,
and the stars shine as a thousand suns at midday.
You lost track of the thought.
The stones you carry,
hold you down,
till you drop them in some unkown abyss.
Abyss of the heart,
stones like plums.
Stones cannot rot,
you think,
as they disintegrate
in the wind.

Seattle, February 2007.

On
a sunny day,
the three lads
sat in the sofa
under the tree.
They laughed, and laughed and laughed,
and as drunk as they were,
they tried to stand and fell back laughing more.
More, more and more
did they laugh.
One of them, face open like a full moon in spring,
stood behind a frame imitating a TV set.
He pretended he was the TV presenter well.
Well did he pretend.
They laughed more, and more, and more,
their black braids,
and the tone of their face
shone behind the lilacs.
Their ancestors
smiled in the horizon
and the wisdom of the drunken fools
echoed with the giggles
of a child.

Seattle is a swamp.

Seattle was built on a swamp.

Bordeaux is a swamp.

Seattle is a swamp surrounded by volcanoes.

Bordeaux is a swamp surrounded by vines.

Seattle is a swamp surrounded by volcanoes and sage.

Bordeaux is a swamp surrounded by vines and pine trees.

Seattle is a swamp surrounded by water, surrounded by volcanoes and sage and pine trees.

Bordeaux is a swamp surrounded by vines and pine trees and pine trees.

Dreamt I was entering a field through an arc facing North. Above my head, was a giant compas showing the 4 directions. The field was green and sunny. I turned East.

Depuis que je suis née, on me ment. (Since I was born, I have been lied to)

Paintings and Drawings by
Vanessa Briggs will be shown September 4th, 2006 to October 6th.
at The Globe cafe,
from 9AM to 3PM, everyday.

THE GLOBE cafe
1531 14th Ave
Seattle, WA 98122-4023
(206) 324-8815

MAP

Curated by Daniel Michael Viox.
Thanks to: Daniel Michael Viox, Michael Leaf, Richard Van Ausdal, Francois Aleta, Karen Moskowitz and Michael Cozzi.

72 inches x 128 inches, acrylic, chalk, and pastel on canvas.