.blindness.

Dave Hickey, from Perfect Wave

Fri, 04 Feb 2022 01:56:38 +0000

I assumed that free citizens cultivated their responsiveness to works of art in order to mitigate their narcissism and fuel their imaginative grasp of that which is irrevocably beyond themselves, to transform their anxious discomfort at not-knowing into a kind of vertiginous pleasure.

—Dave Hickey, from Perfect Wave

INTERIORS and EXTERIORS

Wed, 17 Nov 2021 08:37:06 +0000

Joy Williams, The Changeling, p.24

Wed, 10 Nov 2021 21:58:49 +0000

“

“People received energy and solace from wanting things and then getting them. Pearl wanted energy and solace. She felt that if she could only get interested in and knowledgable about a kinky subject, for example hockey or sharks, she would be a more contented person. She could not just be fucking all the time. Soon something more would have to happen.”

—Joy Williams, The Changeling, p.24

food raids on the rise

Wed, 27 Jan 2021 17:18:29 +0000

from Robert Ashley's Perfect Lives (1984)

Don DeLillo, Libra, pp.30-31

Fri, 15 Jan 2021 16:58:16 +0000

“

After dark the stillness falls, the hour of withdrawal, houses in shadow, the street a private place, a set of mysteries. Whatever we know about our neighbors is hushed and lulled by the deep repose. It becomes a form of intimacy, jasmine-scented, that deceives us into trustfulness.

—Don DeLillo, Libra, pp.30-31

Structural critiques

Sat, 18 Apr 2020 09:42:31 +0000

from Co mi zrobisz, jak mnie zlapiesz (Stanislaw Bareja, Poland, 1978)

Poem

Mon, 24 Feb 2020 16:45:05 +0000

Anywhere (Robert Creeley)

Slight wander of innocence
flickers in this wavering
echo of what it had come for,
gone to, and forgotten.

Stone Junction, Jim Dodge, p. 361

Fri, 07 Feb 2020 16:08:00 +0000

“

... Wild Bill had said the trouble with self-analysis was the built-in human eagerness to accept all sorts of preposterous and absurd suppositions, not the least of which were both the possibility and desirability of knowing one's self. Bill had likened this to using a corkscrew to pull your image from a mirror.

—Stone Junction, Jim Dodge, p. 361

A Gaddis interlude

Sat, 02 Mar 2019 21:03:15 +0000

Poem

Fri, 30 Nov 2018 17:56:07 +0000

Equal To You (Kenneth Koch)

Can you imagine the body being
The really body the being the reality
Body being the body if reality
Is what it is it is, not that reality
Doesn't infer the body, still
The body being the bearer of reality
And the barer of the body
The body being reality
That is reality's reality
Hardly on earth ever seen
But from it we have the word connubial
Which means
The body bearing the body in reality
And reality being the body
And body-reality being borne.
I am bearing a burden
Which reminded me of you
Bearing away the swell
Of the sea
But can yo imagine the body bearing reality
And being reality
That's where we get the
Word connubial which is a word for the body's being
Being in reality and being a body
In reality and bearing the burden
Of the body in reality, by being real
And by being the body of the real.

INTERIORS

Fri, 08 Sep 2017 10:35:57 +0000

NEW MEKONS HOLY SHIT

Sat, 03 Sep 2016 20:53:40 +0000

'Here is a hymn for a post factual democracy sung joyously by the disenchanted and forgotten as they tumble teary eyed into the arms of their oppressors.'

Playoff beard 2016

Fri, 27 May 2016 00:39:06 +0000

Late night lethargic yet nervy Tallinn viewing of GAME SEVEN elimination pending Eastern conference finals....

INTERIORS

Mon, 16 May 2016 13:16:40 +0000

Natto, fermenting in my dishwasher.

Exteriors

Thu, 12 May 2016 07:14:54 +0000

Koskenranta, Rovamiemi, 7 May 2016. Not so visible are chunks of ice floating by.

Playoff Beard 2016

Sun, 01 May 2016 00:15:22 +0000

Just before start of round two, game two

Playoff Beard 2016

Fri, 22 Apr 2016 07:26:07 +0000

Just before round 1, game 3.

Last night's dream

Tue, 12 Apr 2016 08:59:35 +0000

I had invented a way for people to take really specific artisanal baths. I used the old cassette tape drives from Commodore 64s and came up with a standardised system of bath-related metadata stored on cassette. Then, I made a protocol to attach some specialised hardware (which would control temperature, volume, and additives such as salts, oils or other nice things) to communicate between the cassette tape drive and the bathtub itself. I rigged up a prototype at my aunt's house and I had invited a bunch of investors to her place in order to show them how it worked, but when they got there I discovered my aunt had removed the tub part (the spigots and knobs were still on the wall, rather high up) and placed a sofa underneath. But it was too late to stop the demonstration so water was just pouring onto her sofa and getting it wet. I was pretending like everything was OK and trying to undress to get in the sofa/tub myself, but my t-shirt was really tight and also there were an infinite number of layers, so every time I wiggled out of the t-shirt, there was another one underneath.

Nida dunes

Tue, 15 Dec 2015 00:02:42 +0000

Pitch Dark, Renata Adler, p.109

Mon, 14 Dec 2015 23:58:49 +0000

“

Through the years, humanity, like a tide of refugees or pilgrims, shoeless and in rags, or in Mercedes, station wagons, running shoes, were traveling on, joined by others, falling by the way. And we, joined though we may be, briefly, by other strays, or by road travelers on their little detours, nonetheless never quite joined the continuing procession, of life and birth, never quite found or made it to the road. Whose voice is this? Not here. Not mine.

—Pitch Dark, Renata Adler, p.109