For 14 years two friends shared an art journal together, and called it Z BOOK...
Now we want to share it with you. Z pages... and more...
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Z page of the week: 1/1 and 1/9 2012

Z page of the week: 1/1 and 1/9 2012
"gesture"
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19 July 2010

week fourteen >> "caution" - JULY: HOT pages!

Continuing our forage into Hot pages, we take you now to territory off-limits.  Behold, "Caution"!  Freeze frame to a story flash of friendship on fire...one fateful night, probably in the fall, Zbook went renegade, leading us into the darkness of "under construction, keep out".  As we dared and lept through fresh passage and creeping hall, we called our courage to explore a building zone on UCSB campus - and truth be told, it wasn't the first or the last of such endeavorings.  Take hold, this thought: 'to none but the bold and courageous go any pieces of yellow tape' imposters watch out!

Tres-pass

Count-down - 4-3-2-1-

Vis-cer-al EX-plo-sion,
A-B-C, mo-neyin, brown-box a-la gol-den.
Beep - -Beep - B-eep,- Beep, Be-ware
deep holes, sharp blades, mean teeth, piercing rays.
Stay clear, Grass-crawler, take care -

nipple-test tech-nol-o-gys.

Mo-by pil-low-bombs,
point to king-dom comes,
Map-of- faces, Con-ste-lla-tions,
love-cannons stan-ding by.
Roc-ket boo-sters - trip-le threats,
Red-dead-ly, Bu-bbles,
Quick-craw-ling Scu-ttles,
French-phoned se-crets.


ExSat - De-li-ver-y,
Gal-i-le-o glow, groo-vy sanwich-to-go,
mar-ket -la-tit-ude – be-tween,
chiquita, monfrita,
comeshakeawithmea,
A-L-O-fellas-we-gree-tya,
Gold-pink-purple, hear me screamyah -
Your - Heart - PLAY - WOW - Do not leav-eah!
-J.G.




2 comments:

  1. yeah, you just pulled out the very music of this here page, like jazz, like congas of the city jungle, like the rhythms of industry, the frequencies of all the invisible signals and beams we swim in as we walk down the street. reminds me of Björk's song from the film Dancer in the Dark: Cvalda, where the entire rhythm of the song is the clinks and clanks of factory machinery. scat it out baby! I have even enjoyed reading this verse backwards, from the bottom lines upward, and the music doesn't miss a beat!
    ∞ 6

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  2. Love it. Not to mention ALO 10 years ago! Glad that dog doesn't have my keys.

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