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Untitled (pedestal)
Untitled (pedestal)
pedestal, text
12 x 12 x 48 inches
2009

Text reads:
Dear Brother,
My bed is very long. My blankets don’t reach the end. It’s number 12. You can find me by that.

Dear Brother,
People here are nice but no good at “Horse and Dragon.” Nobody here can neigh.

The landscape seems like most other landscapes.

The landscape is spotted with bodies working the landscape.

Most other landscapes are places.

Dear Brother,
I found a toy trian behind the main house. I’ll try playing “Train and Dragon,” see if anyone knows how to whistle.

Dear Brother,
The tall woman who keeps house says you haven’t written. Please write.

[A shot: a hand and forearm shake out a bag, seven seconds.]

Dear Brother,
Last night I heard music. Some people say there was singing too.

Dear Brother,
Last night I heard singing too, a woman with a high-pitched voice, and a hum.

Dear Brother,
Now there is something to do for fun. At night we listen to the woman singing.

[A shot: eyes stay open too long, as long as can be managed.]

Dear Brother,
Last night some people saw the woman singing. They said she was thin and there was a light on her.

[Pan: across a room with the focus on a dark wall.]

[Pan: across the space outside a window with the focus on the sun.]

Dear Brother,
I was picked out to move. I am in bed 44 now. You can find me by that.