Showing posts with label collaborative artists book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label collaborative artists book. Show all posts
Monday, 9 February 2026
Monday, 26 January 2015
Earthly. Cheryl Penn and Marie Wintzer
I’ve
periodically posted single images from this collection of altered photographs on Collaborative Canto
and the Visual Poetry/Asemic Writing blogs, but this download contains all the
images Marie and I have been working on for a few months.
It was
certainly a long term project and it was interesting to see how the alterations
Marie added to the photographs changed over that period. Some images maintain
their minimalism, (particularly those done at the beginning of the
collaboration), and, as time progressed,
so did their complexity. These are not
taut, surgical images, rather they retain the organic structure dictated by the
original artworks - books made from clay.
I had intended to do an installation of about 500 clay books (I MAY
still…?) but boredom set in after about book 30. Marie
breathed new life into these clay books, rooted in earth - (a most physical
manifestation thereof ) and they became pieces of data in Ether Realms. These secondary structures, as ethereal as
data are collected and available for download here:
https://www.scribd.com/doc/253274958/Earthly
Forewords:
Made of
Clay.
Taken from
the dust of the earth, these books became something else, data images that
happened in Ether Realms. It’s always trying to breathe new life
into old ideas - like us, they’re never quite ready to die.
Cheryl
Penn
Making books
out of clay,
the work of
a potter [shaping soil into pages]
the work of
a writer [chiseling words out of sodden earth]
the work of
a gardener [growing roots across fields]
the work of
an architect [building stories through dust]
the work of
a musician [composing songs engraved in ether]
The beauty
of those clay books needed no enhancement, their stunning naked aura was
evident to any eyes curious enough to see. But one can always demand more of
books…
Marie
Wintzer
“One can
always demand more of books” - wise words Marie, and I agree wholeheartedly -
they cannot be constrained, forever demanding new readings.
Tuesday, 6 January 2015
Sunday, 4 January 2015
Saturday, 3 January 2015
Wednesday, 24 December 2014
"...right here - left over..." Wolfgang Günther (Germany)/Cheryl Penn
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1.
the seas rise
& the average
adjusted profit...
electricity still
optimizes smiles ...
both
the surroundings
& the sheer
infinite
need poetry...
to take part
doesn't mean
to live...
2.
caught in a
breathless
whisper of
18th C existentialism
the lights went
out
the switch was caught
Right Here
said the
fixing Man
hovering,
one foot in
the abyss.
“”What is
living”?
3.
possess & maintain
life...
riding shotgun or
the mopane worms
of Mpumalanga -
&, well, nothing is
wrong in being
a secondary
entomophagian...
using the wisdom
of the crowd to get
as trusty data as
infallible...
account for life
is also quantitative...
not forgetting
Drake's equation...
4.
If I may:
for fear of an old dream
an alarming symptom of being
a PHANTOM
again
I try to persuade the
metaphysical dimension
back into the pages
of history books
where
Drake's equation...
remains problematic
in the Milky
Way.
5.
mayday, yes...
top
priority for
all
matters of fact
& facts of matter -
the
tangible
& the
intangible...
new insights
into
the patterns,
that
connect...
metamayday, yes...
once
left
something fake,
now
being
is
same such must...
the
end of off...
6.
MayDay????
distress.
life
threatening
MEGA/META
Mayday
May Mean
Heidegger
motions
Kierkegaard
to
a definitive
definition
of
the subjective
thinkers form.
Fretful
Fractions
may result
here/there in
inauthentic
existence.
7.
strolling Calle Antonio
Machado...
I summoned Heidegger...
as I scouted a
sparrow...
scratching in the
gutter
next to the left
posterior tire
of a Ford S Max...
& pecking at
little remnants
of prawn tofu balls...
that little thing was
using
his techniques to
survive...
from down there
having a nice look
at the artificial
lobster garden
offshore... &
manmade...
Heidegger was about
right...
8.
stockpiles of sparrows
this way and that
and then again its
Friday night
mean time - or
being and time -
a position right off
center
ensures
artificial hearts
keep pumping while seas
rise
and the infinite
mountain of death
beckons.
9.
sun
raised children...
certainly caught to
make lines,
could be pure napalm:
they are poised
to more evil even can
do...
down is because how man...
"the
ammunition is already
on our soil..."
answering alive
to ends of...
the conduct of the so
called free...
engineering
death...
policies understand
blood,
lethal messages,
pupils' vain affairs –
answering alive to ends
of...
10.
staccato rap
and
discordant
cords
tapped
The Turn.
The pianist
paused
Rachmaninoff
stalled -
any
requests for
Meaning
of Being?
a veil of
darkness
descended
the world
upended
the answers
remains
un-questioned.
11.
sticker than sicker...
S.W.R : An
artist
needs only 3 things –
praise, praise, praise...
& wanted to be...
then here than there...
tell you watts & knots...
iron domes & paper grounds...
thousends of people
sourced out & do the porozo...
it's hard to like to be wanted...
love to be a major troll in the rain...
sticker than sicker...
12.
Praise?
Who/Which/Why/When?
Maybe.
“Man is a Knot
of relations”
says Saint-Exupéry
Lord Berber in a citadel
among the sands
sifts
creativity with a
microscope
dissecting the cause.
13.
I remember:
During hours
of idle talk
(when)
the Lord of Knots
(who)
from the odd
town of Nightmute, Alaska,
(which)
& in the middle of
Daisy's dilemma
(why)
with all its ids
went suddenly
left and over...
14.
2.1
people per square mile
the crowds are deafening.
Knot Theory
We’ll NEVER get our shoes off.
Inverted knots undone
will untie
the anchors
of the world
and
…right here…
…left
over…
the planet will
Reidemeister
move.
15.
Radermcher, Rutengänger,
Reidemeister, Rosentreter etc.
They all deal with mud.
Do they mind
taking their shoes off?
Among the maximum
XPs of
meaningfulness...
Flash animated
under the cloak rack?
Shoe covers would do...
What if you're out of space?
Aren't we all left undone?
16.
undone/strangle/mangle
can freedom
mingle
with
tears of the
slain?
mud skippers - we have them here
BUT
there are no
R’s in Gobies
but neither in
in cloaks.
helter-skelter
Time to go -
where are you planning on going with
all this?
17.
Once again, people:
De duly informed.
Left right
out!
& include me
out of this jungle
of concrete immaterialities –
ences such as
subsistence, competence
& existence
as well as encies like
consistency,
efficiency & sufficiency.
Yes, only
knowledge &
material
precede the arts...
18.
Reprogramme the transponder
Right here
move left over
moderation in the
corner
nod if you
understand
about to move
run towards the tree
nod
I’m on the satellite overhead,
dropping deeper into fair
play.
When you dropped in the
encies
the isms
resumed play.
19.
agapistic
solipsism
nihilistic
casualism.
right here, left over
& for hire.
logins, trekking shoes
& good will
firmly included.
the algorism
of abouts to move
as sleep paralysis
comes to its end
&
A along with non-A
coexists...
20.
epistemological
solipsism
endomorphic
atrophy
mathematical
mapping
of right here
-
left
over concepts
in isolated
corners
whimper =
just BEING is
naturally
hazardous.
I told them -
Every lock can be picked
all you need is time.
this will be more beneficial
for them than I
Teaching is the hobby
Finding a way IN
where no way exits.
21.
I left the cave of
fixed
bulimic
culture.
A surplus of minusses.
& over there the thermal pool
of unexpected self-reliance
& with a nice level of potassium.
The deghom in premeval dialogue
with quantum vacuum & me.
A solidarity of everything
that flows like time & blood.
& I - again - became
my own included middle.
Still I asked him:
Should I check on
my chromosomes 10 &
14
or is it just a bad habit?
22.
Another day [another
habit]
What’s
solidarity?
the
Japanese lady knew
rain off
her umbrella like quick silver.
she is in
charge of
potassium levels.
look but
don’t touch
call me
Nuke my mother calls me doctor
10 years
of tattoos
the
biggest kangaroo crew ever
Trust me
you don’t want to know.
That’s
your research division?
things
have changed
we’re not
an army
we’re the
chromosome resistance.
23.
Wallabahmullah later changed
into the suburb of Wooloomooloo
-
its sky of very fresh methylene blue
& friends with whom I so vastly
ranged.
Oh, Henry Longfellow,
what rhymes with chrome yellow?
&:
Mozarella is
right on wrong -
only solidarity makes
us strong...
Even the self-willed anthropos anarchos
should use extensively dental floss...
24
Playing drums in the air
why Wooloomooloo?
Cerulean blue too
had much to say on chrome yellow -
a place of plenty
or
fields of blood?
the self-willed anthropos anarchos
replied in pale beige
tones-
Wala-mala,
The
Burial Ground.
To
remember.
Approximating an end.
Non scholae sed vitae
disciplimus.
Adapting people
- to come up with the fact
- to fall short of all
expectations
- to stay in tune.
Scaled knowledge.
Keep quiet & go on.
Tinsel on body & soul.
Chlorine chicken with rhubarb sorbet.
Right here, left over.
We'll perish with democracy...
The words are changing.
From why to how.
To cultivate bikes.
Everything stays different.
26.
Approximating
an end
you
can have the compass
she
wanted to make sure
he would
always
find his
way
back
to her.
Down
here,
the
polarity is
reversed
so
take the hair
out
your eyes
tie the bamboo stacks the
music is rising
democracy is failing.
27.
Still living in the greenhouse
of my Mother Earth
I use her compass
on a daily basis...
Homemade pumpkin tart
& forests seen as
antinecromantic social sculptures.
Instant the bhubezi
& the gender-neutralized nonsuches.
From hearsay & by safe assumptions.
Do we know what we are up to..?
28.
water
falls flowing from afar
streaming
among rocks with no end.
and the
dandelions
are
bigger than oak trees
if
That’s real,
is This?
the
fantasy?
slow down
I’m right
here
left over
there
not all caves have
Plato shadows
even if we cast one.
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