A month & one week of canvas dilemma

Her grace undeniable. Hair in plats multitude; conforming one. Length thigh. Modestly covered. Make-up inconsistently not there. Perfect. The way she moved about in the hustle was of dance. The stress showed only slightly, and given a smile it seemed to re-set. There was groove in her move. A sneaker beat. Both witnessing the cube to the left of point ether. Wondering if she ever asked her family to collect toilet rolls, too.

33 responses to A month & one week of canvas dilemma

    • Jessie Martinovic – Author

      Her sweaty essence must be multidimensional. I better not conjour too much of a back story , the poor girl may get worried !

      • If the truth be told Svetlana may not even be her real name…as I sat in the walled garden of the café (one is allowed to take nicotine there you see) with Dave the Artist, Stan the Van and Shirl I first saw her…a tray of drinks in hand breeze past. All that was missing was a red rose between her teeth and a gipsy fiddle playing in the background…then we heard the husky Eastern European accent and that was that! I asked of Shirl if Svetlana could be my ‘pretend’ muse thereinafter and said permission was granted although she (Shirl that is) taunts me often saying things like ‘Sick voyeur’ and such like. My how we laughed!

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        I love how Shirl is just Shirl, needing no executive label for her obvious prestige. Shirl seems a real pearl, or pearla as the men in checkered shirts say here. Is stan a car? Or does van mean something else entirely over there?

        Svetlana seems a lovely muse. Did her name just come out of thin air, or does it actually have something to do with sweat, or just a play on accents?

        Taunts are valuable forms of communication

      • Svetlana has appeared in any number of posts…her name is born of nothing more than I thought it fitted her demeanour! Stan the Van I am reliably informed once had as his vehicle of choice a ‘van’ yet these days and long since drives a regular car. Of Shirl I once wrote, ‘She has emboldened me; I think I am her rock’ and that remains true even now. Have a jolly fine weekend…off to look at small grandchild now!

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Perfect. You too Mike, thank you for your presence within this side of cyber space.

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Wasn’t sure if I was to reply to your comment Hariod, as it was addressed to Mike, but the tune seems melodic.

  1. A slippery skipping description of her, (be she Svelt or svelt or neither). There are thirty one toilet roll guts in the Cloud’s cellar, waiting to be reborn in spring, when the tiny plants hidden within shall push through the (then) damp cardboard in the soil, and arise, a metamorphosis! A phoenix from the day to day humble roll. *nods*. The house sounds good too.

    Hariod! *laughs at his simple pipe*

    – sonmi the cardboard collector upon the Cloud

    • Jessie Martinovic – Author

      Oh what are you growing ? Aren’t you going into winter?

      I’m thinking to cover the TV in them and call it ‘end of roll’, either that , or make some binoculars that actually don’t do anything expect force people to look, at nothing in-particular. I’ll sell them like lemonade on the street (probably won’t )

      • Yes but they are for spring. Always be prepared. And I am. I like the sound of the tv, but the binoculars grab the prize and run with it. Force them to look! Hahahaha. They just might see things that appeared quite ordinary at first, in a completely different manner. And your world is just the place for that. *nods*.

        – sonmi rolling over in the Clover

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Wonderful. Edible stuff or aesthetically pleasing growth for eyes and nostrils alike?

        Ordinary is actually extraordinary.

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Wasn’t sure if I was to reply to your comment or not Hariod, as it was addressed to sonmi. A reoccurring theme perhaps

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        oh, I have a fear of indirect communication.

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        You two are like my cyber mother & father!

      • ” I have a fear of indirect communication” – Carry on like that missy and you’ll be grounded by us! Hahahaha.

        That’s not true anyway Jessie, you LOVE indirect communication! And so you should, every angle needs to be explored to share as many odd concepts as possible. I’m sure you agree Hariod. *leaves the little pipe on the kitchen chopping board*.

        – sonmi almost talking bollocks upon the Cloud

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Ground me, please, the floor is my soul mate.

        Unfortunately you may have conjured a slight, illusionary perception of me. I love, absolutely adore playing with concepts. Communication with a person, on the other hand, I believe to be best done in a direct manner.

        Lets move past the pipes shall we?

      • That’s a lovely thought Jessie, though in fact Sonmi and I are not yet wedded, so regrettably cannot adopt you and Manu. We are always here to provide moral guidance though; just whistle if you need us, you know how to whistle don’t you Jessie . . . ?

      • Jessie Martinovic – Author

        Thank you, the support is invaluable. Whistle, whistle. (false alarm-practice whistle)

    • Jessie Martinovic – Author

      Your art is a gift to the world Gabriel, it deserves the support. Thank you for yours, also. From the edge.

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