--for Charles
No foreclosure here, only aperture
No place to put the darkest conditions of possibility
Let the dead bury the living and shadows overlap
Let a little dark in since the light runs cold
In our blood beyond the falling snow of Central Park today
Everything is permitted since she is dead
I know your love for tradition in negative your love
For life itself which is not the denial of death
So much as the negation of negation
The snow as it burns in the photograph
Also the affirmation of a woman’s powers.
Friday, January 02, 2009
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Kocik/Fain Interview at Critical Correspondence
Here is an interview I co-conducted with Daria Fain and Robert Kocik in early November. Thanks to Alejandra Martorell for including me in the interview, and doing the bulk of the editing/transcription. And, mainly, for bringing more of Robert's and Daria's words into print...
http://movementresearch.org/publishing/?q=node/438
Monday, December 29, 2008
Amy Balkin's Recommendation
Tuesday, 1/8, 6:30 pm: A Few Zines: Dispatches from the Edge of Architectural Production
In the 1990s, zines such as Lackluster, Infiltration, loud paper, Dodge City Journal and Monorail subverted traditional trade and academic architecture magazine trends by crossing the built environment with art, music, politics and pop culture--and by deliberately retaining and cultivating an underground presence. Much has been made of that decade’s zine phenomenon--inspiring academic studies, international conferences and DIY workshops--yet little attention has been paid to architecture zine culture specifically, or its resonance within architectural publishing today.
"A Few Zines: Dispatches from the Edge of Architectural Production does both." Rather than attempting to present an exhaustive retrospective of architecture zine culture, it highlights complete runs of several noted zines that began in the nineties. The exhibition also features contemporary publications that continue to draw inspiration from the self-publishing tradition, such as Pin-Up, Sumoscraper, and Thumb.
To launch this exhibit, curator Mimi Zeiger has published a new issue of loud paper and organized a party and panel discussion, including:
Luke Bulman, Thumb
Felix Burrichter, Pin-Up
Stephen Duncombe, NYU professor and author of Dream and Notes from Underground: Zines and the Politics of Alternative Culture
Mark Shepard, Situated Technologies
Mimi Zeiger, loud paper
Moderated by Kazys Varnelis, AUDC
RSVP: gdb2106@columbia.edu
Free and open to the public
This exhibition will run from January 8-February 28, 2009
Participation
All I ever wanted was your participation
Both a weapon and a ribbon yield participation
Both the sky and the earth imminently
We will no longer sing we will be
A carnival instead we will be a farm on the outskirts
Of which highway subtending a disaster
Of feelings singularity will be interrupted
By a fantasy of becoming
On the edge of another’s skin a portal like
The past enveloping these future words
The book we could make and be bright
All I ever wanted was your blood to beat
With mine we made a quilt we made a sign
We set up a booth and amplified through
Simple signals our causes
The Round Table was once an image
Of this such utopias that pink
Table didn’t do enough to save
Some names from their oblivion
Some shapes we recuperated from malice
There will be new names for your participation
Whole worlds secreted by what
You decide
Entire universes simulcast.
Both a weapon and a ribbon yield participation
Both the sky and the earth imminently
We will no longer sing we will be
A carnival instead we will be a farm on the outskirts
Of which highway subtending a disaster
Of feelings singularity will be interrupted
By a fantasy of becoming
On the edge of another’s skin a portal like
The past enveloping these future words
The book we could make and be bright
All I ever wanted was your blood to beat
With mine we made a quilt we made a sign
We set up a booth and amplified through
Simple signals our causes
The Round Table was once an image
Of this such utopias that pink
Table didn’t do enough to save
Some names from their oblivion
Some shapes we recuperated from malice
There will be new names for your participation
Whole worlds secreted by what
You decide
Entire universes simulcast.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Hearing Boccaccio
The sound of this singing out there in
Your mouth what hails us and halos
Are both constructed from the sun kill
The lights all I get is this shallow sense
Of cause the bawdiness in your socius
Sniffs a story not a moral obligation your
Penchant for evidence of Italian dick and
Young pretty things may their flesh be
With us is what you seem to say placating
What is realer inside you visions of older
Stories that are also real hearing Boccaccio
No thing operative except that it is trans
missible so the muse is said the young
Marxist grows-up all he cares about
That history entertain our future anterior.
Your mouth what hails us and halos
Are both constructed from the sun kill
The lights all I get is this shallow sense
Of cause the bawdiness in your socius
Sniffs a story not a moral obligation your
Penchant for evidence of Italian dick and
Young pretty things may their flesh be
With us is what you seem to say placating
What is realer inside you visions of older
Stories that are also real hearing Boccaccio
No thing operative except that it is trans
missible so the muse is said the young
Marxist grows-up all he cares about
That history entertain our future anterior.