The world gets into our pores and writes on us lines with the clay of earth, warmth of sun bite of wind caress ; sorrow & joy clog our faces with our insides, the experience of our lived Grind:connected. Existentially, we are slow-born sculptures that tell of a daring hand a fiery eye, laced with…Read more Pores
https://youtu.be/808nTiXLam8 I’m still in this place. Sometimes it seems I never leave. * Gallery, 2014 Imagine, if you will a gallery piece installed, a row of plants at progressing stages of growth, lined up in pots and flash-frozen in time, breathing cold puffs, crystalline almost synthetic. Imagine also the moment the exhibit starts to disintegrate, freeing gouged…Read more Grey
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Memo # 3 ~ Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran "What we love in other human beings is the hoped-for satisfaction of our desire. We do no love their desire. If what we loved in them was their desire, then we should love them as ourself." ~ Simone Weil The night is still around me.…Read more Memo #3 ~
I was going to write a piece I could be proud of this week. Something perhaps with a twinge of the intellectual child hiding out in my supremely poetic(transliteration: sappy)soul... I was going to write something that intersected with the reality found in thinking, rational minds, something that touched on the points of the incredible…Read more Marx & Foucault Meditation
c. Mary Kathryn Gough
i. my ink Grows greenly in the deep blue Sea of (V a s t, this)night, sending roots down deep, tendrils up and out -- a r OUnD in anticipation of the break (ing of soil,) of dawn and s w e e t a i r ---| but for now, Rest. Satisfied in soily…Read more my ink_
Mary Kathryn Gough 11/11/05 Project #2 The Unifying Force of Kafka’s Literature: Drawing a Dual-Hearted World Together in Unity of Spirit "Could not then art and literature in a very real way offer succor to the modern world?" ~Aleksandr.Solzhenitzyn Of all malicious lies, the most sprawling and successful is the one which whispers softly, compellingly,…Read more Literature’s Unifying Force
don't feel like turning myself on my head just to look at the world with new eyes. to see it all through glass or crystal, doesn't matter. burning lava or glowing rubies set in silver -- my heart is blank and empty because everything is(n't) good just the way it is(n't) and that's the way…Read more Matter.
1Art, Culture, and the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man; The Universal Applicability of Living in Truth and Accepting Responsibility as Destiny The essence of the conflict… is not a confrontation between two ideologies (for instance a socialist with a liberal one) but a clash between an anonymous, soulless, immobile and paralyzing… power, and life, humanity,…Read more Art, Culture, & the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man
even the lilies of the field have growth pains-- bursts of desire: the touch of sunlight the nearness of neighbor the feel of whisping grasses. their bells, like ears, enjoy a perpetual tide of soft change: a)n almost im(perceptible music. remember sped-up science videos of growth, of opening flowers? remember how sometimes…Read more To Still the Striving