I know, I know the rules. (There is no way not to, as they are hanging nicely framed in the staircase of every house here in the quarter and unless you can’t read or don’t speak the language you can not escape them, if you live around here at least you can’t.) “… Never EVER address the elephant in the room”.

Josiane Keller “new tips for artists – in the stair case” (2015)

But these things, they seem to just pop up out of nowhere. I really have no idea where it came from. It can’t possibly have been tugged in between the sofa cushions, can it? And Agnes didn’t bring it along, when she tested them either.

The windows were closed. I was wondering if that is one of Alice black kind of jokes and she is trying to see how long I can take it. I am actually not really sure, that is so far the only somewhat plausible explanation, but I am not completely convinced either that she has anything to do with it. So far everyone around me inclusive Alice act like there is absolutely nothing different and we are all fine and great friends, getting along just swell. (That alone should make me suspicious, after the kitchen utensil bombardment Alice delivered only a few days ago…)

But no matter how often I squint now, there is this friggin’ animal in the living room, walking from one end to the other, waving its trunk from left to right and back, and occasionally nibbling on little items on the shelves. So far it has not damaged anything, nor does it seem agitated in any way, or restless, not even hungry or thirsty. It’s just there.

And I squint and squint and occasionally glance carefully over to Alice if she shows any signs of seeing it too or not, but she acts normal and has calmed down since our fight as if nothing strange was going on, only I see an elephant.
I felt inclined to take some snapshots of it. I have to bring them down to the Cafe and ask Jean-Hughes, if he notices anything unusual on these or not, but it isn’t a really fool-proof test either, as Jean-Hughes is always stoned since Betty dumped him. (He tends to shop around his version of the story that she went crazy and he tried everything he could to save her but it was no use, and eventually she passed away in some kind of mental institute. Fact is she is modelling for a couple of not-so-small agencies and seems she’s making quite a nice buck doing so and has no recollection of the days with Jean-Hughes whatsoever, but everyone I know is understanding enough not to let it on that they know that in front of him, God knows what he would do then, probably topple over altogether.
And then, to be fair towards Jean-Hughes as well, around here most guys in Cafes with a beer in their hand have allegedly at least one crazy Ex. Now that we’re talking about it: I think I don’t know anyone who has an Ex who is not crazy…. )

What do you think, guys? Can you see it? Or am I going completely bonkers now?

Josiane Keller “elephant in the room” (2015)

Josiane Keller “elephant in the room 2” (2015)

I am just waiting for that thing to sit on one of the new sofas…. that would be something, they would be flattened for all times to come. No idea what to tell Marie in that case. At least then I had a proof and Miss Majesty Alice could no longer snob me and act like it is not there and she is seeing nothing!