Nov. 8th 1962

On being an artist's model


It is to become entwined with the spaces and forms created by my flesh, no longer feeling it yet wanting to see from afar what visual idea I am.

There is a kinship to yoga, to the pure meditation which they follow. All-flowing, following on of part into, around the others.

Head, over arm, creating the rivulet between me with my leg.

Poised, into the curve of the clavicle - covered and purely white, the shoulder bone in the light artificial.


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