Please help! I need a title for my thesis… Here’s a sampling of the pieces that will be in the show. Unfortunately, I don’t have more photographs right now, but I hope this gives you a sense of the work. There will be about 20-25 pieces in total. India ink on watercolor paper, sizes varying from about 12 x 14″ to 36 x 42″. Any title suggestions would be much appreciated.
some things I’ve written down in my notes on the book entitled “Kafka: Toward a Minor Literature”, and some other things too, and I think your art reminds me of –
Great Wall, unlimited deferral, immediate resolution, adjacency, astronomical construction, ‘blocks, series, intensities’; antilyricism, polyvocality, ‘cogs communicate through successive continuities,’ attribution, metonymy, metonymic attribution, attribution to metonymy, nonconformist’s metonym, authorities on offense, process=continuum, writings precede law, enunciation, confined to being culpable, culpably confined, comfortably culpable,
dynamic formalism, diabolical pact, flux of invincible life, all the animals, nothing metaphoric, ensemble of states, arrangement assemblage, sober syntactical invention, appearance of guilt, the vehicular, ‘everywhere, over there, beyond’; expressive material, conjunction of flux, bricolage, intensive utilization, nomad in relation to language, injunctive minority, condensed submission, annals of a child’s mind, figure forces, misrecognition, the essential point, exaggeration of the universe, forecluded, not liberty, the yellow wallpaper, woman in the window;
demontage, dismantling, immanent desire, deferred acquittal, profliferating guilt, purloined letters, let her prolong, effective clearance, propelled by offense, impasse, overflow the den, dam, contiguities, infinitely transformed indefinite doubles, proliferated triangles, situation of rivalry, lawyers in segment, agents in assembly, peopled feebleness, essential responsibility, persistence, persistence, persistence, the whole line is desire, through successive continuities, segment to segment, Peking and its Emperor, in the course of the ages, do not assert, opportunity of traversing, by no means immoral, peacefully voyaging, a life on the whole, far less in all, irreproachable.
p.s. sweet new margins, sturge
February 17th, 2008 | #
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.
***
A Word made Flesh is seldom
And tremblingly partook
Nor then perhaps reported
But have I not mistook
Each one of us has tasted
With ecstasies of stealth
The very food debated
To our specific strength -
A Word that breathes distinctly
Has not the power to die
Cohesive as the Spirit
It may expire if He -
“Made Flesh and dwelt among us”
Could condescension be
Like this consent of Language
This loved Philology.
***
Image of Light, Adieu
Thanks for the interview -
So long – so short -
Preceptor of the whole -
Coeval Cardinal
Impart – Depart -
***
Eden is that old-fashioned House
We dwell in every day
Without suspecting our abode
Until we drive away.
How fair on looking back, the Day
We sauntered from the Door -
Unconscious our returning,
But discover it no more.
***
Some say goodnight – at night -
I say goodnight by day -
Good-bye – the Going utter me -
Goodnight, I still reply -
For parting that is night,
And presence, simply dawn -
Itself the purple on the height
Denominated morn.
***
Elysium is as far as to
The very nearest Room
If in that Room a Friend await
Felicity or Doom -
What fortitude the Soul contains,
That it can so endure
The accent of a coming Foot -
The opening of a Door -
***
The mob within the heart
Police cannot suppress
The riot given at the first
Is authorized as peace
Uncertified of scene
Or signified of sound
But growing like a hurricane
In a congenial ground.
***
I had not minded – Walls -
Were Universe – one Rock -
And far I heard his silver Call
The other side the Block -
I’d tunnel – till my Groove
Pushed sudden thro’ to his -
Then my face take her Recompense -
The looking in his Eyes -
But ’tis a single Hair -
A filament – a law -
A Cobweb – wove in Adamant -
A Battlement – of Straw -
A limit like the Veil
Unto the Lady’s face -
But every Mesh – a Citadel -
And Dragons – in the Crease -
***
A Word dropped careless on a Page
May stimulate an eye
When folded in perpetual seam
The Wrinkled Maker lie
Infection in the sentence breeds
We may inhale Despair
At distances of Centuries
From the Malaria -
***
He ate and drank the precious Words -
His Spirit grew robust -
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was Dust -
He danced along the dingy Days
And this Bequest of Wings
Was but a Book – What Liberty
A loosened spirit brings -
***
A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
***
This Consciousness that is aware
Of Neighbors and the Sun
Will be the one aware of Death
And that itself alone
Is traversing the interval
Experience between
And most profound experiment
Appointed unto Men -
How adequate unto itself
Its properties shall be
Itself unto itself and none
Shall make discovery.
Adventure most unto itself
The Soul condemned to be -
Attended by a single Hound
Its own identity.
***
The Poets light but Lamps -
Themselves – go out -
The Wicks they stimulate -
If vital Light
Inhere as do the Suns -
Each Age a Lens
Disseminating their
Circumference -
***
Shall I take thee, the Poet said
To the propounded word?
Be stationed with the Candidates
Till I have finer tried -
The Poet searched Philology
And when about to ring
For the suspended Candidate
There came unsummoned in -
That portion of the Vision
The Word applied to fill
Not unto nomination
The Cherubim reveal -
***
A Spider sewed at Night
Without a Light
Upon an Arc of White.
If Ruff it was of Dame
Or Shroud of Gnome
Himself himself inform.
Of Immortality
His Strategy
Was Physiognomy.
***
Emily Dickinson (of course!)
I like the last poem the best.
I want to comment more about your paintings/drawings (I think they’re excellent), but I thought first some selected poetry might help in your search for a nomen.
February 17th, 2008 | #
D Z and I decided to suggest
Buffelgrass
refrain from overanalysis…we took a hike today…
February 22nd, 2008 | #
good point
February 22nd, 2008 | #
no real point, just wanted to allay our insecurities at propsing, and then advocating, the title
Bufflegrass
or even,
Bufflegrass, Baby
regards from 75 degree weather, baby! which one of ya’ll is wearing shorts and sandals? Not I, I forgot shorts.
February 22nd, 2008 | #
question: what do you think of the title “ae”? it was suggested by someone else and i think it’s growing on me. I like the connection to the digraph and ligature (the symbol where the a and e are connected, as in the word daemon), which brings with it the association of the tying-up or tangling-up of language and sound. then there’s also the association with the mathematical term “almost everywhere” and the prepositional “one.” thoughts?
February 23rd, 2008 | #
p.s. I appreciate “Buffelgrass,” but I think it really only works well with the first image. Thanks for the input so far!
February 23rd, 2008 | #
I like æ. Especially when it looks like that. I’m not sure what you mean by the prepositional one though – I’m probably just dumb, sorry.
also it’s the latin feminine nominative plural suffix, among many other things.
February 24th, 2008 | #