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    Mon, 13 Jun 2005

    Year's End

    well the site has been languishing for quite a while
    Agnes Martin, Anne Truitt, and Susan Sontag have passed on
    motivating me to post again as well as a link from the MAN.
    So. I better get posting, and more often,
    a new year resolution perhaps.



    Gloucester

    Anne Truitt's words do her more justice then any i could summon.

    "We dwell as strangers on the earth to become its wrack.
    We invent it for ourselves. We name it land and sea and sky.
    We divide its reaches arbitrarily into degrees of latitude and
    longitude supplemented by a contrivance we call time. We keep
    ourselves in orderly fashion by imposing on it grids entirely
    our own. We forget, because we have to in order to endure our
    plight, that these are rationales of our own logic. Colonists,
    we attune ourseves to it as we may- but we remain strangers.
    indifferent to us, the earth rolls under our feet among other
    phenomena like itself.
    I contemplate all this with curiosity and wonder, and then
    return to my daughter and grandson"
    from TURN, book 2 of Anne Truitt's diaries

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    Happy Bloomsday!
    In honor of the 100th anniversary of the date that Ulysses is set, this lauded book will be presented here page by page starting with page one today and ending with the last page on June 14, 2006.

    STATELY, PLUMP BUCK MULLIGAN CAME FROM THE STAIRHEAD, bearing a bowl of
    lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown,
    ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him by the mild morning air.
    He held the bowl aloft and intoned:


    --INTROIBO AD ALTARE DEI.

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    Tortures
    Wislawa Szymborska
    unknown translator

    Nothing has changed.
    The body is susceptible to pain,
    it must eat and breathe air and sleep,
    it has thin skin and blood right underneath,
    an adequate stock of teeth and nails,
    its bones are breakable, its joints are stretchable.
    In tortures all this is taken into account.

    Nothing has changed.
    The body shudders as it shuddered,
    before the founding of Rome and after,
    in the twentieth century before and after Christ.
    Tortures are as they were, it's just the earth that's grown smaller,
    and whatever happens seems right on the other side of the wall.

    Nothing has changed. It's just that there are more people,
    besides the old offenses new ones have appeared,
    real, imaginary, temporary, and none,
    but the howl with which the body responds to them,
    was, is and ever will be a howl of innocence
    according to the time-honored scale and tonality.

    Nothing has changed. Maybe just the manners, ceremonies, dances.
    Yet the movement of the hands in protecting the head is the same.
    The body writhes, jerks and tries to pull away,
    its legs give out, it falls, the knees fly up,
    it turns blue, swells, salivates and bleeds.

    Nothing has changed. Except for the course of boundaries,
    the line of forests, coasts, deserts and glaciers.
    Amid these landscapes traipses the soul,
    disappears, comes back, draws nearer, moves away,
    alien to itself, elusive, at times certain, at others uncertain of its own existence,
    while the body is and is and is
    and has no place of its own.

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    LEON GOLUB

    Interrogation

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    RICHARD SERRA @ DIA Beacon

    october 2004
    autumn birthday roadtrip to beacon and stormking. three days
    of rain, grey, breaks of blue and golden rays of autumn light. in this light "discovered" serra's Torqued Ellipses. and as the day hastened
    to a close, i explored the canyons created by the rolled steel plates:
    delicate and hulking, hollow innards of wrecked vessels, meditative
    maze. all this but not quite right. a birthday surprise,challenge,
    a present to return to, to move into.

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    AGNES MARTIN 1912-2004



    The Sea


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    Fri, 21 May 2004

    check out
    wood s lot my new favorite weblog.

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    Wed, 12 May 2004

    dieter roth
    WORKS WITH ORGANIC MATTER
    "...While in Providence,Roth expanded on tentative experiments with organic edible materials-chocolate,fruit,cheese... He added chocolate and bananas to sheets of paper for prints before passing them through the press; he built thin glass vitrines into which he added a variety of materials that would decay and mold. Slices of sausage, sealed between sheets of plastic or glass, developed an aurora of mold transforming them into sunsetss of clouds..."

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    Mon, 02 Feb 2004

    & JESS Collins 1924-2004
    OFTEN I AM PERMITTED TO RETURN TO A MEADOW as if it were a scene made-up by the mind, that is not mine, but is a made place, that is mine, it is so near to the heart, an eternal pasture folded in all thought so that there is a hall therein that is a made place, created by light wherefrom the shadows that are forms fall.
    Robert Duncan

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    Fri, 16 Jan 2004

    Wally Hedrick 1928-2003

    "You've got to have a deep sense of the human, and you have to have a political stand. Painting is not above politics. Anything that has to do with the soul has to do with the stomach."
    Wally Hedrick

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    Thu, 15 Jan 2004

    Beside The Rose: selected works by Jay DeFeo

    "Only by chancing the ridiculous, can I hope for the sublime. Only by discovering that which is true within myself, can I hope to be understood by others.
    I regard myself as an expressionist as well as a symbolist. If expressionism implies emotional impact, I can realize it only by restraint and ultimate refinement." Jay DeFeo, catalogue statement;"Sixteen Americans," Museum of Modern Art, New York, 1959.

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    Wed, 14 Jan 2004

    CAVE CANEM

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    ANNE HAMILTON @ MASS MOCA

    CORPUS is a new work commissioned from one the world's great installation artists for MASS MoCA's most dramatic space- the massive Building 5 gallery.

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    Sat, 10 Jan 2004

    MADE IN MEXICO

    Yasumasa Morimura, "An Inner Dialogue with Frida Kahlo
    (Hand Shaped Earring)", 2001. Colorphotograph, edition 3/3.
    Courtesy of Luhring Augustine, New York.

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    Thu, 08 Jan 2004

    happy new year

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