Mapping the Viennese Alien Event Site
The Cemetery of White Goods.
Car park. (Seriously, could this get any more Tarkovskian?)
TV programme: Ton, Steine, Scherben.
Home. (“Don’t show Werner Herzog!” – my brother)
Out into the Zone. (Futuristic juxtaposition on the horizon.)
Stairway (to Enlightenment).
(My brother calls this) Juggernaut.
(No, seriously: “Leber Aufstrich”.)
One poppy. (My brother says: a visual haiku.)
Exercises in Escapism.
MUTATED FUCK THE SYSTEM.
“Between us stood, as if on watch, / The stratified and solid water.”
Contact. (Content & meaning still under debate.)
This must house the Wishing Room.
On the way back: bonus Mononoke boars.