John Hoppin

John Hoppin lives and works in the San Francisco Bay area. currently

attending San Jose State University, studying art. Writes movie scripts

and statements about dadaism. John can be reached at jhoppin@email.sjsu.

edu.

mean ol' frisco

--(a working man builds up,

a loafer tears him down) sometimes

the wind thru grapes /"He said to her

can't we sometimes forget" "Yes," certain capacities

which made cities built.

once she was trusting, she with big arms, a

harpist.

let's watch the train go around the bend

he stood somewhere in relationship to her, dimensions variable

who needs silence more than anything else?-- the idea

that made miniature toys work (like clock-work)

at night, in rooms

not concerned

the tired break of rosy dawn, she said "i believe." finally

the harpist came home

for dinner.

SCRIPT FOR WIND

projects courtyard-- laundry that swings in air,

many stories up

unshaven man with hanging face, dirty white hair blows in his eyes and

mouth.

people falling out of windows-- (STOCK FOOTAGE)

view from yard floor, view out of elevated window

Looking down the street wistfully.

"sometimes rain isn't so far away"-- a young girl sleeping, having a

dream in nightclothes.

(many cars. )

quiet corners in dusty rooms with morning-time single windows,

a post-card of Chartres cathedral, bowls of paint from a book on Willem

De Kooning

there are cats sleeping, outside on the lawn:

in solitude amongst the leaves

a tired woman & her cigarette smoke( --it is possible she is drinking

coffee)

the same young girl sleeps, is everybody sleeping?

the court-yard. 6:30 am at the air-field

bread & crumbs at the edge of a table

making my own bed,

a sink full of hot water readied for dishes

the courtyard laundry. (a coin-operated soda machine--.)

John Hoppin