January 13, 2017
CULTURAL APPROPRIATION – because you’re already in it
topic surveyed and astutely cut apart into palatable pieces by Nick Schroeder
From what i can gather giving credit where credit is due one decent reparation for what may seem “stolen” . Taking with gratitude and acknowledgement of ones own awe in otherness or observing and weaving in admirable parts of otherness with awareness to where and how such an addition came about challenges us to dig into history, to follow a thread that has crossed our paths backwards. sometimes we are hit with the full story but more often than not a pieces of things fall from context. It almost like instead of being in love with a thing, good appropriation is going slow enough by it or scooping the thing up with a statement of “i would like to know more about where you came from” or even of consent ” can you tell me more about where you came from? “
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November 28, 2016
BEYOND EMPIRE a lecture by, WINONA LADUKE
THREE QUESTIONS:
- Is the “Holy Land” a construct of exclusivity?
- How does one challenge empire in a spiritual practice?
- Does Mother Earth have rights?
“A VIEW OF PLACE MANIFESTS IN POLICY. “
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October 21, 2016
the laws of rocks and current never cease to tell me : look at the darkness of the earth, that is the ground, that is the rythmn to dance around. be still , no need to use any more defense than what the body is toward what aggravates and overwhelms and can erase. dont mis-identify bodies as anything but a shifting form. Let the currents wash over , let me be changed, and in this way be re-moved from this channel in love with the force that moves me, be come clean. Be the rock and the water. Thanks be to the water , the currents, the tides that teach and allow moments to grow in recession and through the process of reducing and deducing shape. the waters that lead me to becoming more of my immovable self, becoming more aware of the rock of my beating heart, less aware of the brain in my critical defensive mind . The rush of water clears, Movement is for lovers. It is for acceptional reception. to be seen this way, in Disaray, looking inward, let there be peace. Let the rock in the current be unconsciously ever so slightly moved and remain the same, resting well adjusted.
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September 29, 2016
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June 15, 2016
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May 11, 2016
The search for intensity dominates the whole of modern painting. There can be no intensity without simplification, and, to some degree, no intensity without distortion: the distortion of what is seen, naturally. Simplification, distortion of forms, and modification of natural appearances, are ways of arriving at an intense expressiveness of form. All such means are analogous because they succeed in establishing certain dominants. in this respect the most important influences on Cezanne were El Greco in regard to distortion, Corot for simplification, and doubtless Manet for colour. p.60
But the only purpose of Corot and Manet is to create in us the emotion they themselves felt in contact with something objective or imagined. Frenchmen, they did not go beyond what was indispensable, which is one way of submitting without servility to the natural laws that govern our sensibility…
…but there is one historic reality which must be emphasized, and that is the Impressionists…They were individualists who had accepted a conventional mode of expression…
…Cezanne’s problem is always how to find in nature communicable formulas adequate to the expression of interior concepts. p 61
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February 18, 2016
35mm color film
raspberry buds, hub, Jesse, blue flag blanket.
recollection: 07.15
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November 16, 2015
Dear Mr. Nadeau:
As long as there is one upright man, as long as there is one compassionate woman, the contagion may spread and the scene is not desolate. Hope is the thing that is left to us, in a bad time. I shall get up Sunday morning and wind the clock, as a contribution to order and steadfastness.
Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say, the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society — things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed, sometimes rather suddenly. It is quite obvious that the human race has made a queer mess of life on this planet. But as a people we probably harbor seeds of goodness that have lain for a long time waiting to sprout when the conditions are right. Man’s curiosity, his relentlessness, his inventiveness, his ingenuity have led him into deep trouble. We can only hope that these same traits will enable him to claw his way out.
Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.
Sincerely,
E. B. White
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September 12, 2015
Victor Shklovsky 1893-1934
from “Art as Technique” 1917 essay
If we start to examine the general laws of perception, we see that as perception becomes habitual, it becomes automatic. Thus, for example, all of our habits retreat into the area of the unconscious automatic…[Art] exists that one may recover the sensation of life; it exists to make one feel things, to make the stone stony. The purpose of art is to impart the sensation of things as they are perceived and not as they are known. The technique of art is to make an object “unfamiliar,” to make forms difficult, to increase the difficulty and length of perception because the process of perception is an aesthetic end in itself and must be prolonged. Art is a way of experiencing the artfulness of an object; the object is not important.
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February 19, 2015
Everything that ever happened to me
is just hanging—crushed
and sparkling—in the air,
waiting to happen to you.
Everything that ever happened to me
happened to somebody else first.
I would give you an example
but they are all invisible.
Or off gallivanting around the globe.
Not here when I need them
now that I need them
if I ever did which I doubt.
Being particular has its problems.
In particular there is a rift through everything.
There is a rift running the length of Iceland
and so a rift runs through every family
and between families a feud.
It’s called a saga. Rifts and sagas
fill the air, and beautiful old women
sing of them, so the air is filled with
music and the smell of berries and apples
and shouting when a gun goes off
and crying in closed rooms.
Faces, who needs them?
Eating the blood of oranges
I in my alcove could use one.
Abbas and ammas!
come out of your huts, travel
halfway around the world,
inspect my secret bank account of joy!
My face is a jar of honey
you can look through,
you can see everything
is muted, so terribly muted,
who could ever speak of it,
sealed and held up for all?
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Three
True Blue Island 