I have nothing left to imagine
On the place of dreams
Or the action of the spheres
Of the breathturns.
If I once directed a scene of trials
The jury is hung.
The judgement suspended.
- See: Poetry
:: note :: ... nothing left to say ...
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Prairie Sustainability
"At a school with a locked-away ivorytower
board of governors, one can feel
hopeless to try to engage real change,
Darwish of the Sierra Club told the group.
"In my year it was cool to be an activist. It
was cool to fuck shit up, but campuses are
getting more corporate.""(The Sheaf | Vol.99 Issue 22/ Jan. 24 2008 | pdf file)
"The Prairies Sustainable Campuses Conference will bring together campus community members from across Manitoba, Saskatchewan, and Alberta to build a regional network as part of the national movement to institutionalize social and environmental sustainability on campus."(Prairie Sustainable Campus Conference)
Saskatchewan Education for Sustainable Development
Mike Hudema
Liela Darwish
Rosa Kouri
- See: Politics
Environment
Activism
:: note :: ... a rich example of students working on important issues ... wishing to document this ...
Labels:
activism,
environment,
politics
Saturday, January 26, 2008
blind newsmakers
"Arts and Letters Daily is an example of the pure ``communo-genic'' function. It creates a lens for the cultured, conservative Anglo Saxon, entirely by selecting from other web sites 3 noteworthy articles per day. We notice it at openDemocracy--when it lists one of our pieces we see the traffic spike. Arts and Letters Daily creates its cultural commentary through careful aggregation--it builds it with the smaller lego pieces available elsewhere. The traffic spike that we see from it suggests that Arts and Letters Daily has real credibility amongst its readers: they trust it to take them places worthy of attention. It is a sort of Michelin guide for that tribe. When I click through an A&L Daily article, I arrive at it with all sorts of preconceptions: I arrive at the article not with a mind as a blank slate, but ready to resume my conversation with the cultured right. A&L has framed my reading just as a newspaper's commentary pages does."(openDemocracy | the blind newsmaker | Tony Curzon Price)
- See: Politics
:: note :: ... have been off&on an Arts and Letters Daily reader ... know this tendency of reading to support My world view ... struggle to open to the other ...
Labels:
politics
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
6 Word Stories
Lost her. At night he wept. (true story)
6 Word Stories Facebook group
- See: Story Facebook
:: note :: ... through the myriad of web connections found myself writing a 6 word story ...ivoryfishbone led me there ... the web is what you make it ...
6 Word Stories Facebook group
- See: Story Facebook
:: note :: ... through the myriad of web connections found myself writing a 6 word story ...ivoryfishbone led me there ... the web is what you make it ...
Monday, January 21, 2008
Gaia work

index.html via kwout
- See: Images
:: note :: ... though a useful link the image evoked a recent work ...
Labels:
images
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Wayback Machine

- See: Technology
:: note :: ... this was the last page of a blog which ceased to be serviced years ago ... wayback machine preserves the past ... am thankful & will take the past into a living place ... for how long? ... remembering on this screen is like borrowed word (McCarthy) borrowed time with borrowed eyes in a borrowed world ...
Labels:
technology
Friday, January 18, 2008
post apocalyptic
"All of this like some ancient anointing. So be it. Evoke the forms. Where you've nothing else construct ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them."(Cormac McCarthy. The Road. 74)
- See: Artists
:: note :: ... end of delayed term ... redemptive ceremonies must be reenacted even with passion gone ... huge sense of futility ... so be it ...
Labels:
artists
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Tiravanija's gift
"Tiravanija is a Potlatch-Conceptualist. The Native American potlatch is a banquet lasting several days, given by a member of the tribe: artistically speaking, that's what Tiravanija does for his art-world tribe. He cooks, you come; he gives, you take. The word potlatch means "big feed," hence Tiravanija is a "feeder." In the dialect of the Northwest Haida tribe, potlatch also means "killing wealth"; in other words, to give something for free is to undemline wealth. Tiravanija seems to suggest that as wealth is accumulated, fewer and fewer people can enjoy it. To buy means to strike a deal. Things are clearly understood--a stasis occurs. A gift is different. A gift is more mysterious than property. The weight of a gift continually shifts from giver to receiver, creating reciprocal obligations. A gift also involves an emanation of Eros."(A short history of Rirkrit Tiravanija - Thai artist who cooks meals as installation art
Art in America, Feb, 1996 by Jerry Saltz)
- See: Artists
:: note :: ... around the "holiday" season gift was a plague ... this "shifting weight" was a burden not clearly understood ... "killing wealth" a compromising act ...
Labels:
artists
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Conviviality
"Freedom and dignity will continue to dissolve into an unprecedented enslavement of man to his tools.
As an alternative to technocratic disaster, I propose the vision of a convivial society. A convivial society would be the result of social arrangements that guarantee for each member the most ample and free access to the tools of the community and limit this freedom only in favor of another member‚s equal freedom."(Tools for Conviviality - Ivan Illich)
- See: Terms
:: note ::... reading regarding the use of our tools ... conviviality is a concrete map for a new social order ...
Labels:
term
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
times way
disembodied voices came from the shadows of the abyss light
reciting passages snatched randomly
spoken quietly ...
a songstress underneath the weight of the dreamwords rose to distract the gauze scrim
hanging like a torn wedding dress
dreaming of love ...
a billowed skypath ending at a door blocked by sandbags reminding
that no journey may ever begin
nor end in death ...
the eyes pleaded mercy or rebelled in boredom not daring to share
the fears so near to darkness
or simply waiting ...
for what?
- See: Poetry
:: note :: ... students work on Mary's Wedding ... Proust Swann's Way voices at home ... we all in our ways search for lost time ...
reciting passages snatched randomly
spoken quietly ...
a songstress underneath the weight of the dreamwords rose to distract the gauze scrim
hanging like a torn wedding dress
dreaming of love ...
a billowed skypath ending at a door blocked by sandbags reminding
that no journey may ever begin
nor end in death ...
the eyes pleaded mercy or rebelled in boredom not daring to share
the fears so near to darkness
or simply waiting ...
for what?
- See: Poetry
:: note :: ... students work on Mary's Wedding ... Proust Swann's Way voices at home ... we all in our ways search for lost time ...
Labels:
poetry
Sunday, January 06, 2008
love is
love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places
yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds
- e.e. cummings
- See: Poetry
:: note :: ... one year ...
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places
yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds
- e.e. cummings
- See: Poetry
:: note :: ... one year ...
Labels:
poetry
Saturday, January 05, 2008
looking out
)
- See: Artists
:: note :: ... the urge to look out this year ...
Labels:
artists
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