for The Fictional VolunTier Project
by Goura Fotadar
side notes of non-fiction
on page cited: 65
of primary source text; as identified in fiction today
as number one: The Supermodel and the Brillo Box by Don Thompson
tag[s]: for basic educational purposes, research, journalism pseudonyms, memorials, the death project, briefs in rapid, book’s indexing, books indexi
The 2nd to last completed paragraph on this page describes a
purchase[s] on “average … of 800 works … ” [“(per) day”]
based on typos while handwriting see photograph:
-> art modality scratch out
first bracket + comma
also called racket :
[basic art technique : primary is?]
from source, text 
” Mugrabi, Saatchi,
Two lines down on / in the same paragraph:
” ” more art … in than most bricks-and-mortar galleries ” ”
& switch to economics by the essay’s subjugation in book, text:
perhaps the didactic of “most” pertains the suggestion
that rather than in competition
with one, another : the “bricks-and-mortar galleries”
are themselves in existence
countable i.e. numbered “works” of art.
of – made by [somebody, somebodies]
and the convention of of death: jokes in
(italics) (different source) popularity:
[Your days are numbered]
only exist in the séance of real Death when there
are no infinities, infinites : infinity[one] … infinity[infinity]
cited theme vehicle: infiniti
part two. images in chrono; how to edit in summers
theme: memorial day visas at the recession[s]
tag[s]: museum creations from museum like visits of grating significance, the death project, and the death project art, on the rapid off quick, and editing diagrams you hadn’t guessed
cited; the funeral home, that
segments of face pace
how to recall glyph
That worn skirt at the function of death? how …
accessory provided self-burial composed package look for research notes later?
the fiction purposed piano and pottery; flag[s] in editing theme comprehension
no disrespect; what is dis, respect actually. Nice hone front.
but the other way
between the eye blinks; I blanks, I need some seated bench = rest; at a cemetery = seated artistic rest
all the indexes and stacks is-r so much like the phoneme letters
I dream about being crumpled up this way; it’s gotta be the grotto of rest.
and everyone / body knows that bodies know ones know that grottos are like typeface for another ghetto[s]?
near this I played the fictional music. in fiction blog.
no doubt the flowers point, there are dangerous people now nearby. Bye. It’s not attached [like it should be ?] . Like the hope of death itself. or my hope [of death itself unattached] .
They are alive and so real. They smell so good. Are letters dead and so unreal? how about letters together like words. Are those not alive and so dead; oh sorry I mean so unreal. are words unreal?
the musical instruments appear; as inscription[s]; and now they are alive? or dead in sound.
the zoo-t of traditional art
that’s a long life to the the to the to the left top or am I adding wrong. Or how to compose words sentences and the such in affect
the cemetery’s fallen flowers look closely to catch errors [in-by not seeing them] it smells good
after the visit and ornate; I found these trashed; how app, prop where would you swing the trash, that trash.
ooh you saw the scratch of yester’s notes ; notes from the date of the photo[z] exhibition