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Dec 2nd, 2011 @ 5:03 pm
KIDMAN
‘For my fiftieth birthday, I would like you to take my body out of here and place it on a cool, titanium surface. With absolute precision you are to program your machines and computers to strategically, surgically, chemically and clinically to sterilise my body…replace my lungs, heart, kidneys, liver,… extract my teeth… allow them to soak in highly concentrated cleaning formula before you re-install them. I require new eyeballs. A hint of blue. A sparkle. That would be suitable. As for my bones, I want you to carve and mould my body into shape. Shave my form, give it a pleasing curvature. You are to douse, bleach, polish, buff, shine and smooth my skin, treat and spruce my lips, nose and eyeballs, make everything fuller, brighter, succulent and sensual. Encase my bones with the finest skin, imported from a much younger form, give the skin a second chance to actually breath a fuller, more rewarding life…I want my form to enhance your vision when I enter the room…Yes, I think I would quite like that.’
Coming soon. Stimuli by Jason Winstanley
