writer’s blood / Twenty-one days with my Father – 2026

Soon I will tell you about conceptual art — a view point within the expression and content of different art forms in the way an audience is to read the art piece, and the focus of what the producer of the piece intends to convey. Not that harmony and rhythm in a conceptual piano composition become irrelevant or lack importance, but the concept might lie in allowing the audience to witness the relevance of the physical, even metaphysical state, in which the music is perceived. Similarly, the drawing of a flower might be a display in a specific context to address the symbolism of the contrast, or of anything else, but the mere beauty of petals, color, and shapes we might commonly know in simple quotidian botany.

A common understanding behind the purpose of writing a text on paper by hand, might be the plain communication of a thought. When a son is writing to his father in the manner I am currently doing, something is added to the aura of the text when it is written with the writer’s blood.

As I consider you being invisibly in a room with me, whether making yourself known or not, I shall be writing sections of Had I Served You Coffee with Diamine’s Writer’s Blood.

Had I Served You Coffee — in process, content, notes