(ganz gans / the sound of music)
Grandmother cloth, grandmother kitchen. Enamel and porcelain. Dishes with flowers and pots with handles. Kitchen cabinets and veranda. Apple tree garden and flower garden. If I walk on my head, says Celan to Buechner’s Lenz, I have the heaven as abyss above me. If I walk over the abyss, the lawn becomes my heaven. You float, on ceiling-lawn, and look down at me: Space capsule, weightlessness, my lawn-astronaut!
There you are lying in lawn firmament, I look up to you: pink stars, strewn, you are the dark Milky Way, the blue West, in the East gold the shoe. Is there a shining flowerstar? A brighter sun? Small planets, constellations, celestial images, flower heaven, flower children.
Edo and Vienna: Wien. In your name are both: U-in. U-i-na. And E-do. Edo-Uina. Edwina. Like in names, fairytales and reality meet. In names you find yourselve and decide: EH, as emboidered, in green drawn picture frames. The Global Village Girl lies on the lawn and reads The Village Cry. The cry for heaven reaches the village. Dark velvet flowing. Like a journal from another time. Quotes and memories. And everything consolation. Resurrection. Rose buds on the branches. Ash Wednesday, Maundy Thursday, Good Friday. Ume and Sakura.
martin kubaczek / translation: rick watts
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photography / seiji shibuya
styling / kumiko iijima (cube)
make-up / lyar (juice)
hair / miki katsuhara
models / miki&miyuki