An annual Collaboration Art Project
Negotiating nothing new.
Crossing neither with badges or ribbons.
Years entwined rolling in digital space.
Heading to puzzle town, no hesitations.
by Emmy Horstkamp 17/2/2024
The collaboration photos and poems are written daily and will be available in 2025 as a book published by FoxRavenPress.
The above poem was written from a longer Storeyean poem. Four poems were written today based on a daily commute between two locations.
Backup life lined up for today, Watching lines and dashed edges profiled. Edition three reflected through injuries. Life cornerstones missing, breathing space needed. by Emmy Horstkamp 15/2/2024
Progressing, navigating through the green belt zone.
Reflections of brightness shining alongside.
Time town electrified. Beyond direct. Life unswerving.
Without a break, accidently on purpose. People transforming -- click.
by Emmy Horstkamp 13/2/2024
Architecture from someplace or another elsewhere. Cracks between the clouds, five to seven everyone is there waiting, everything stayed,for something. Moments ceased over the weekenders, paused, sitting tight, lying low. Now, holding phones, looking for Monday morning's push. By Emmy Horstkamp 12/2/2024
This morning I wrote four poems. The poem above is from the longer Storeyean poem.
Because my commute was longer, I left some of the calendars at home and decided to write those poems in my regular notebook. All of the photographs for the poems will be printed on stamped later in the week.
Today transformed into a sunny day.
Can we start the OTHER one?
A rainy friday morning impression.
Sight and faces again contoured.
by Emmy Horstkamp
Maybe it’s raining.
The wind blowing at the office building,
“Water damage,” said the guard.
by Emmy Horstkamp
The waves from the Thames
Pigeons fluffed on the walkway
Cobblestone bypass.
by Emmy Horstkamp
The poems above were written while walking to an office along the Thames. The walk between one office space and another took me past the Tate where a group of birds were sleeping on the onramp to the bridge. I walked as quietly as I could around them. The group of twenty fluffled their feathers but did not walk or fly away.
This area of London is quiet before eight and I walked to London Bridge without having to stop.
Wait! Two cards to choose. Better get them out now, not knowing which one I used, Exit by the bridge owing for the ride. 5/2/2024 - 6/2/2024 by Emmy Horstkamp
Speeding through breaking day
Prelight blurriness of red, yellow, blue.
One station passes on the way to the following,
nearest stop to final destination.
by Emmy Horstkamp
Ten minutes to go. Twenty minutes of elbow room. Walking to the train. by Emmy Horstkamp 30/1/2024
Consequences - Take Note - Minutes till yesterday arrives.
Today is significant not a now and then.
Being here, now, for a second, is *instant.*
by Emmy Horstkamp 28/1/2024
