I find language you can't read, words that may mean something but stand as graphics on a page alluring.
Mikel straddles the world of asemics and visual poetry and I am impressed. I am tempted to read the paler yellow sheet and can pick out some words and then wonder if this pattern is meaningful or if the meaning is in the spaces between the words, in the sounds they make. I try to read the words aloud. I can't say them at all. The eye helps and the castle stamp makes me see castles.
It's beautiful stuff. Thank you Mikel