GEORGE FERRANDI | Superhero, Sidekick, Gaggle of Ghosts
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An Unlikely Narrative Wrung From Non-Being
and Loneliness (detail)
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Artist's Introduction
There is a failing superhero, ill-equipped for
each of the many crises to which he is
summoned. (As it turns out, the poor souls need emotional rescues.)
There is his side-kick/assassin/lover, either
planning our hero’s surprise
party or plotting his demise.
There is a gaggle of ghosts, presumably of failed rescues, all trying to
teach this hero the things he can only really learn from their mistakes.
(baking soda  baking powder
lust excuse
almost destiny
self-doubt
= compass
timing = everything
glitter = gold)
Something about this is like reading a book and writing it at the same time. (Or maybe hiding money from yourself.)
There is the necessary trust that the reader will make sense of it. (It is, after all, you.) If you edit too soon, there is no vapor—only
nothing. Your mistakes are shining coat hooks. Signatures in scar
tissue.
There is a necessary fascination with what secrets the writer will
tell. (They are, after all, yours.) Don’t let it go on too long. Overwound, it’s
a dead watch—no hopes of turning left for another undoing.
The pudding is in the middle . . . in the sparring
between these awkward pairings:
story/form reader/writer trust/fascination logic/secrets . . .
Make the strange mark. Dark, so you have to work hard to erase it. This scrubbing ghost is your own(ed) steam.
—George Ferrandi 
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