Poem
by Filarowska
2020
11th August 2022, full moon
Kato’s Carpets and their Beaters
How to speak about the simplest stuff of life:
carpets and their beaters
a carpet-beater on a carpet
a carpet-beater on a carpet
a carpet-beater on a carpet
rose is a rose is a rose is a rose*
things are what they are
and those machine woven carpets
are a meeting point between
an a l i e n a t e d work
and the process of working
Kato unifies something by insisting on its separateness:
a finished object and the infinite process of repetitive gesture
doing it
doing it
the machine-weaving
by subtraction
is about pure doing
not crafting
breathing out
breathing in
breathing out
onto the time plane
same as walking
this doing
is independent from
getting to a destination
and yet simultaneously
and unavoidably
leads to a place
Kato’s carpets and their beaters
naturalize oxymorons
(…) hmmm
In candy color combinations
flower pastels
ice creams
earthy hues
fresh planes
abstract gardens
flower beaters on carpet grounds
no dust
green ash on regina pink and navy
lavender on green olive and navy
purple on green ash and cassis
regina pink on navy and green ash
forest green on pastel blue and navy**
space embrace
mundane
common and obsolete
until concrete
dissolves
into the maybe meta-physical.
Filarowska
* a sentence written by Gertrude Stein as part of the poem “Sacred Emily” (1913)
** color names are given by the wool rug yarn retailer, Tuftingshop