All this endurance of the business and the cruelty to arrive at reticence–– and retention?
A hold-back project, as nostalgic as self-loathing, even where the self is accidentally yours.
My son is also against expression, mostly anxiously, surprised or unsure that he is also a container –– until periodically he arrives at a consensus and participates –– shitting copiously, and gratefully.
1/ Homage to Leo Marks, WWII cryptographer, and author of the screenplay for Michael Powell's Peeping Tom (1960).
2/ A shorthand for this vertigo of the unfolding epigram: the experience of an aphorism as it re-engineers the world, whether cruelly, or paternally, in the model sense of the word, as a house-husband delighting the orchid in its pram.