” At night when the strings are cut; the only string is an electric cord feeding an electric light.

…No, there is no other place.

The electric light presses on the window to keep out the night.

Memory is a string caught in some dark place, beyond even memory; a tangled kite string that will not let the kite rise, even as the metamorphic winds of life will not let it fall.

Thus falls the attention into itself; the lens of the attention withdrawing from the distance; lives in the foreground, having broken from extreme depth.

Chair and table become textures. The eyes grown tactile read the room as Braille. The attention flutters like a moth caught in a room; neither through the window nor into the head of the dreaded self…

All out there the night…”

ALL IMAGES OF WORK BY STANLEY TIGERMAN AND MARTIN LESCHT, AS PHOTOGRAPHED BY TONY SOLURI FOR “IMAGINATIVE FLIGHTS OF FORM”, ARCHITECTURAL DIGEST, JULY 1983; “THE PRESS OF NIGHT” [TEXT] TAKEN FROM “THE CLAM THEATER” BY RUSSELL EDSON, 1973; “SHALLOW TEARS” BY LIGHT ASYLUM, AS REMIXED BY FATIMA AL QADIRI