This morning I listened to a lecture about some rather rule-breaking rebellious disaffected youth artists in the 1950s who took it upon themselves to"drift" - into hospitals where they climbed into vacant beds, into taxis beside rather surprised, paying passengers - ended up in various degrees of trouble and perhaps got arrested more than once. Funny how I can't remember what they were called. However I thought about drifting sans the hospital scenario and found myself two kilometres from the unit walking into the djumbunji press. Stayed all day. Another day tomorrow. Thank you
Brian Robinson and some new friends. Drifting rules!
This morning I listened to a lecture about some rather rule-breaking rebellious disaffected youth artists in the 1950s who took it upon themselves to"drift" - into hospitals where they climbed into vacant beds, into taxis beside rather surprised, paying passengers - ended up in various degrees of trouble and perhaps got arrested more than once. Funny how I can't remember what they were called. However I thought about drifting sans the hospital scenario and found myself two kilometres from the unit walking into the djumbunji press. Stayed all day. Another day tomorrow. Thank you Brian Robinson and some new friends. Drifting rules!
1 comment:
OMG fancy that
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