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Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
The Queen Stripped Bare By Her Bishops, Even
As part of a bid for self-improvement, I have recently made a (very likely doomed) effort to improve my chess game. In my research I came across this gem: a record of all the public chess games played by Marcel Duchamp.
"The chess pieces are the block alphabet which shapes thoughts; and these thoughts, although making a visual design on the chess-board, express their beauty abstractly, like a poem.... I have come to the personal conclusion that while all artists are not chess players, all chess players are artists."
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"I am still a victim of chess. It has all the beauty of art—and much more. It cannot be commercialized. Chess is much purer than art in its social position."
––Marcel Duchamp
(PS - if anyone plays Words With Friends or Chess With Friends, my nom de plume is "Raptor St. Cannon" ––R)
Friday, February 25, 2011
total war
This is a piece I did a while ago, after Robert Massin's illustration of the Bald Soprano ( Ionesco)
The subject is an altered photo of Elizabeth Taylor and and Richard Burton. The quote is from "Whose Afraid of Virginia Woolf?"
below are samples of Massin's work
Thursday, February 24, 2011
skullish poetic memories
A skull being prepared to boil. My memories are similar to this picture, however, they have more fire and less grass.
The Voynich Manuscript
The Voynich Manuscript is a kind of authentic Codex Seraphinianus –– a 232-page illuminated manuscript entirely written in a secret script. It is filled with copious drawings of unidentified plants, herbal recipes of some sort, astrological diagrams, and many small human figures in strange plumbing-like contraptions. The script is unlike anything else in existence, but is written in a confident style, seemingly by someone who was very comfortable with it. Recent radio carbon dating has shown the document to be from the 15th century, making the book a century older than scholars had previously thought.
The first known owner was the Holy Roman Emperor Rudolf II during the late 1500s, eventually making its way to the rare book dealer Wilfrid Voynich in 1912, who publicized the manuscript and leant it his name. A full history of the book's impressive ownership is here.
Is it an elaborate cypher? A medieval Henry Darger? A record of contact –– with extraterrestrials or a parallel universe? A hoax?
A PDF (not the best quality, but the best I have) is available for download below.
[The Voynich Manuscript (64MB)]
The first known owner was the Holy Roman Emperor Rudolf II during the late 1500s, eventually making its way to the rare book dealer Wilfrid Voynich in 1912, who publicized the manuscript and leant it his name. A full history of the book's impressive ownership is here.
Is it an elaborate cypher? A medieval Henry Darger? A record of contact –– with extraterrestrials or a parallel universe? A hoax?
A PDF (not the best quality, but the best I have) is available for download below.
[The Voynich Manuscript (64MB)]
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The Film-Makers’ Coop: A cinematic exquisite corpse for two film curators
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322 UNION AVE
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Saturday, February 26 at 7:30pm $9 suggested donation.Curators Kevin Duggan and Joel Schlemowitz in attendance for discussion.
The program of short films from the Film-Makers’ Cooperative is selected in the manner of a chess game: Kevin selects the first film, Joel chooses the next film in response, and so on. An exquisite corpse for two film programmers! No curatorial theme! Neither player knows what comes next! What connections will emerge? How will it end?
The opening gambit: Rudy Burckhardt’s evocative 1959 portrait of the Lower East Side, “East Side Summer,” reflects the spirit of Films Charas, a L.E.S. neighborhood film program and forerunner of today’s DIY microcinemas. Founded by filmmakers and activists Doris Kornish and Mathew Seig, and based in the El Bohio Cultural Center, it flourished in the ’80s and ’90s showing films ranging from political docs to Roger Corman B-movies to local East Village filmmakers to indie features. A frequent guest at Charas, Burckhardt also represents the Coop’s mission of preserving and sharing independent and avant-garde film.
And so begins the program: what will be the next move?
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Saundra
Stefan Sagmeister
Ok so when I studied design at OCAD in Toronto this man was my god. Please visit his website.
I think this one (above) was inspired by engrish http://www.engrish.com/
http://www.sagmeister.com/welcome
official website
http://www.hillmancurtis.com/index.php?/film/watch/sagmeister_05/
http://www.ted.com/talks/stefan_sagmeister_shares_happy_design.html
his ted talk about happy design
Typography
Y'all shouldn't have gotten me started on type. It's a slippery slope...
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Sometimes Behave So Strangely
"If" made me think of this piece from Radiolab. We listened to this in my sound design class last semester and then all made songs by cutting and looping spoken audio. I made one out of one of my own poems. I will find it and post it. I would love to hear some others, if anyone else wanted to try it out. Jamie, do you have one already?
The Cult of the Font
This article was up on NPR a couple of weeks ago and Robin's post on How To Rent A Sentence: And How To Read One reminded me of it. It seems Strunk & White = International Typographic Style.
How We Know
The story of the drum language illustrates the central dogma of information theory. The central dogma says, “Meaning is irrelevant.” Information is independent of the meaning that it expresses, and of the language used to express it. Information is an abstract concept, which can be embodied equally well in human speech or in writing or in drumbeats.
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2011/mar/10/how-we-know/?pagination=false
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2011/mar/10/how-we-know/?pagination=false
Gleick’s book has an epilogue entitled “The Return of Meaning,” expressing the concerns of people who feel alienated from the prevailing scientific culture. The enormous success of information theory came from Shannon’s decision to separate information from meaning. His central dogma, “Meaning is irrelevant,” declared that information could be handled with greater freedom if it was treated as a mathematical abstraction independent of meaning. The consequence of this freedom is the flood of information in which we are drowning. The immense size of modern databases gives us a feeling of meaninglessness. Information in such quantities reminds us of Borges’s library extending infinitely in all directions. It is our task as humans to bring meaning back into this wasteland. As finite creatures who think and feel, we can create islands of meaning in the sea of information. Gleick ends his book with Borges’s image of the human condition:
We walk the corridors, searching the shelves and rearranging them, looking for lines of meaning amid leagues of cacophony and incoherence, reading the history of the past and of the future, collecting our thoughts and collecting the thoughts of others, and every so often glimpsing mirrors, in which we may recognize creatures of the information.
Lorca on the Duende
"...In the room was Elvira, fiery aristocrat, whore from Seville, descended in line from Soledad Vargos, who in ’30 didn’t wish to marry with a Rothschild, because he wasn’t her equal in blood. In the room were the Floridas, whom people think are butchers, but who in reality are millennial priests who still sacrifice bulls to Geryon, and in the corner was that formidable breeder of bulls, Don Pablo Murube, with the look of a Cretan mask. Pastora Pavon finished her song in silence. Only, a little man, one of those dancing midgets who leap up suddenly from behind brandy bottles, sarcastically, in a very soft voice, said: ‘Viva, Paris!’ as if to say: ‘Here ability is not important, nor technique, nor skill. What matters here is something other...
Then La Niña de Los Peines got up like a madwoman, trembling like a medieval mourner, and drank, in one gulp, a huge glass of fiery spirits, and began to sing with a scorched throat, without voice, breath, colour, but…with duende. She managed to tear down the scaffolding of the song, but allow through a furious, burning duende, friend to those winds heavy with sand, that make listeners tear at their clothes with the same rhythm as the Negroes of the Antilles in their rite, huddled before the statue of Santa Bárbara...
...La Niña de Los Peines had to tear apart her voice, because she knew experts were listening, who demanded not form but the marrow of form, pure music with a body lean enough to float on air. She had to rob herself of skill and safety: that is to say, banish her Muse, and be helpless, so her duende might come, and deign to struggle with her at close quarters. And how she sang! Her voice no longer at play, her voice a jet of blood, worthy of her pain and her sincerity, opened like a ten-fingered hand as in the feet, nailed there but storm-filled, of a Christ by Juan de Juni...
How Not To Save As: .DOCX
.docx was a format developed for Microsoft Word 2007/Word for Mac 2008 that hoped to replace the standard .doc format. Unfortunately, it proved to be a huge pain for users, as .docx files cannot be opened in earlier or later versions of Word (Microsoft abandoned the format after its poor reception). For those of us that don't use Microsoft Office at all, it can be a huge pain to open .docx files -- and even after a lengthy conversion process to a more usable file structure, some formatting of the document (especially in poetry) can be lost. Below are some guides to saving as the more standard .doc in Word.
If you're looking for an alternative to Word, check out: Mellel (OSX, $29), OpenOffice (OSX/Windows, free), Pages (OSX/iOS, $20), or WriteRoom (OSX/iOS, $25). All of these can save as and read .doc files.
The Cult of the Sentence - Take that, Strunk & White!
http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/arts/books/the-cult-of-the-sentence-take-that-strunk-white/article1912907/
In a joyful and lucid manner, Fish demonstrates that the issue is not an oppositional “style versus content” or “style versus substance,” but that style IS substance: “The shaping power of language cannot be avoided. … We can only choose our style, not choose to abandon style, and it behooves us to know what the various styles in our repertoire are for and what they can do.”
In a joyful and lucid manner, Fish demonstrates that the issue is not an oppositional “style versus content” or “style versus substance,” but that style IS substance: “The shaping power of language cannot be avoided. … We can only choose our style, not choose to abandon style, and it behooves us to know what the various styles in our repertoire are for and what they can do.”
Monday, February 21, 2011
This post documents my first scanner experience.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Saundra's recommendation of sound piece IF
Here is the sound piece out of Australia that Amanda's poem made me think of. They use sound, voice, cello, and repitition of the word "if" creatively to tell what could have easily been a straight news piece.
IF by Sherre DeLys and John Jacobs (6'25")
A young patient, Andrew Salter, responds to "what if" questions, reinventing his experience of being in hospital through metaphor and allusion. With musicians Ion Pearce (voice and cello) and Hannah Peters.
It won Best Documentary: Silver Award in the 2002 Third Coast / Richard H. Driehaus Foundation Competition.
IF by Sherre DeLys and John Jacobs (6'25")
A young patient, Andrew Salter, responds to "what if" questions, reinventing his experience of being in hospital through metaphor and allusion. With musicians Ion Pearce (voice and cello) and Hannah Peters.
It won Best Documentary: Silver Award in the 2002 Third Coast / Richard H. Driehaus Foundation Competition.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
9991 Free Books
Here's the link for Forgotten Books, the publisher I mentioned that offers 9991 free books with topics ranging from philosophy, religion, folklore, and mythology to alchemy and "ancient knowledge."
http://www.forgottenbooks.org/index.php
Enjoy!
--Amanda
http://www.forgottenbooks.org/index.php
Enjoy!
--Amanda
chapbook festival: march 2-5
Hello hello! The chapbook festival is coming up and there's even a panel on Wednesday, March 2nd at 6:30 that would be a lovely companion piece to our gallery visit.
The panel is History of Art: Collaborations-- Text/Form. Could be fun!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Saundra's cartoon bubble poem
The robin flies at dawn.
<It looks like the eagle is landing.
About to fly.
<About to land.
(together) Colliding!
<How will we pick up this mess?
<oh, wait.
<I have a diagram.
<It looks like the eagle is landing.
About to fly.
<About to land.
(together) Colliding!
<How will we pick up this mess?
<oh, wait.
<I have a diagram.
Matthea book title poems (after NK)
Sparrow,
As long as you're happy
bird eating bird
Earthling,
some notes on my programming:
shup up shut down
sun out
the end
How aliens think:
airships gone
then suddenly--
it is hard to look at what we came to think we'd come to see.
how many more of them are you?
The cat inside
Fluffy,
the littlest Hitler.
Kristen Orser says a really smart thing.
“You can’t have a wild poem in a residential neighborhood! I can’t even begin to touch the idea of the poem until it is dead. It’s the inquiry itself. I am not for answers or rendering—I would rather reindeer over all of this so the poem is not the kind of poem that is like a precious kind of poem. I am against what is really intended. Come on, let’s give up this idea of illumination and keep asking something entirely unfamiliar.”
Saundra's Stackable poems
Naming the World
Opened Ground
Source
Plainwater
Desert Solitaire
A River Runs Through It
The Niagara River
Erosion
America and Americans
the country between us
the way is made by walking
blue highways
at home and far from home
from this condensery
Buddhism for Beginners
don't let me be lonely
don't die out there
Heidegger and a hippo walk through those pearly gates
next life
Woman and Poet
double moon
memory's daughters
bad girls
catching life by the throat
the moon, come to earth
limousine, midnight blue
the lost lunar baedeker
Opened Ground
Source
Plainwater
Desert Solitaire
A River Runs Through It
The Niagara River
Erosion
America and Americans
the country between us
the way is made by walking
blue highways
at home and far from home
from this condensery
Buddhism for Beginners
don't let me be lonely
don't die out there
Heidegger and a hippo walk through those pearly gates
next life
Woman and Poet
double moon
memory's daughters
bad girls
catching life by the throat
The Shadow of the sun
a trick of sunlightthe moon, come to earth
limousine, midnight blue
the lost lunar baedeker
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
8-Bit Translations
Two literary NES recreations - Basho's Frogger (a translation of Basho's famous haiku based on Derek Beaulieu's ((plop))), and The Great Gatsby, both playable online.
Rose's Book Poems
These are fun!
Personality Types
Pale Fire
Light Boxes
Character and Neurosis
Personality Types
Pale Fire
Light Boxes
Character and Neurosis
The Art & Craft of Old Lace
The Flowers of Evil
in-class thingy
-you're sleeplessness is a good sign
-I disagree
-well, that was just me making friendly
-I know
-I'm not that close to you you know... can't tell you you're a lizard
-I know. I'm not a lizard anyhow
- I'm a mink. Here I'll show you
- I didn't think you'd understand
Amanda V.'s Book Stacks
The Natural History of Unicorns:
Failure.
The balloonists--
a little white shadow
to the lighthouse.
Don't let me be lonely.
The good thief nets
an aquarium.
Water for elephants.
Wind in a box--
the invention of the kaleidoscope
and her soul out of nothing.
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