A letter to italo

From PhalkeFactory

yes, Italo, older cities are fascinating, you know you will be wonderstruck by the sight of the gateways themselves. The thin, fine differentiation, of the gate of lions from the gate of the fish, augur different narrative trajectories. Here, past the white plastered gates with the lions in their bonnets, sits the lane of small jewellery makers, handcrafters of silver pins and anklet chains. Before them and larger than their entire lane, lies a large dry drain with high dusty banks. Tomorrow evening, you might want to walk out of another gate, so you can step into a city renewed by the promises made by the decorations on the gates.

so of course plaster elephants would not lead to elephants alone, or even at all ( sorry to over explain, but then, no mail is private nowadays), but elephant echoes, presences, roads discovered in parsing that word. I would want the same for this virtual city we are planning. Some homes here were made brick by brick- and then we let ourselves imagine the roads, over time, when almost forgotten ( and perhaps the best dishes Are left unwatched) thick thorny shrubs grew and held onto dusty embankments.

We think we might be ready to try some gates now, to signify what pathways we are beginning to see, and invite you to walk in that a way.

We have read and admired some of your writings, and find a canny resemblance to what we might want to do? You have an enviable ability to take your threads, as they were, in the spaces between the words.

your sincerely, proprietors distributors and sometimes sole viewers( we hear you are kindly inclined towards the invisible and are grateful for the same) phal kwiki

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