D Honan Is An Australian Visual artist
Warsaw, capital of Poland, is an example of triumph in the face of adversity. Occupied, then destroyed in WWII, it has kept re-inventing itself. The Nazi’s, on fleeing the city, at the end of the war, set charges in the buildings to blow it up and reduce it to rubble. Perhaps it was a perverse payback
Faded glory Ochre tones Sweeping vistas Many call Budapest home Seamless , easy , gracious virtue Hand embroidered peasant suits to fit you Saint Stephen warrior king looks over everything High on a hill and down , down, down Right into Pest from the Buda side of town Ghosts , baths , cabled buses and
Warsaw Old town , new town , definitely got the beat down Sepia toned young punks gyrating around imitating american hip hop trying to run the moves to ground Beat , feet , music Drinkers , thinkers , high energy tinkers Warsaw is big town , hip town , no rigor mortis in this town
60 ‘s burnt orange is my body armour , bilious fake tan the shade. Anoxeric weight proportions are a mere 2.1 kg . Fast and speedy , never needy , wheels are my feet. Malvern spawned , Eastern Europe borne ,my neck is a steel double strut with black softtop . I have zips