we had walnuts for brains, and harvey and newton were natural mages
kindergarten
Henry Moore, ‘The sculptor speaks’ from A.F. Scott, The Spoken Word. an anthology of radio broadcast talks, Macmillan & Co. 1963
“Holes in sculpture
... The first hole made through a piece of stone is a revelation.
The hole connects one side to the other, making it immediately more three-dimensional.
A hole can itself have as much shape-meaning as a solid mass.
Sculpture in air is possible where the stone contains only the hole, which is the intended and considered form.
The mystery of the hole - the mysterious fascination of caves in hillsides and cliffs.” p20
more Riddley Walker
“Stoan
Stoans want to be lissent to. Them big brown stoans in the formers feal they want to stan up an talk like men. Some times youwl see them lying on the groun with ther humps and hollers theywl say to you, Sit a wyl and res easy why dont you. Then when youre sitting on them theywl talk and theywl tel if you lissen.
.......” pp158-9
so windy today, the waves so choppy the ocean was like a whale's ridged back arched across the horizon. cherry pickers along the highway, easing trees off people trapped in cars.
I wonder how your nose will sound? -- Laszlo Moholy-Nagy
[quoted in
Douglas Kahn, 'Histories of sound once removed' in
Wireless Imagination.
see also :
soundculture
I ask you info :
eeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaMa un tempo l'uomo parlava agli uccelli?
Foglie parlanti tra spettri e draghi
Melodiose caverne
( But did once man talk to birds? Talking leaves among ghosts and dragons; Melodious caves)
]
it rained. i wore my jesus sandals and my toes got wet.
drip drip
all over
=======large glass=======
eye
welcome to the theatre of immersion aaiiiiaiaarhhh my optical fibres just unthreaded and i’m going to have to stop the car
eyes
eyes eyes have it. this is an excellent blog about “visual communications in the pharmaceutical, biochemical and heathcare sectors”
it reminded me of this:
Henry Mayhew upon visiting a doll’s-eye manufacturer:
‘I also make human eyes. These are two cases; in the one I have black and hazel, and in the other blue and grey.’ [Here the man took the lids off a couple of boxes, about as big as binnacles, that stood on the table: they each contained 190 different eyes, and so like nature, that the effect produced upon a person unaccustomed to the sight was most peculiar, and far from pleasant. The whole of the 380 optics all seemed to be staring directly at the spectator, and occasioned a feeling somewhat similar to to the bewilderment one experiences on suddenly becoming an object of general notice; as if the eyes, indeed, of a whole lecture-room were crammed into a few square inches, and all turned full upon you. The eyes of the whole world, as we say, literally appeared to be fixed upon one, and it was almost impossible at first to look at them without instinctively averting the head. The hundred eyes of Argus were positively insignificant in comparison to the 380 eyes belonging to the human eye-maker.]
from
London Labour and the London Poor (1861-2), III p.232 [in Kate Flint
The Victorians and the Visual Imagination]
judith/holofernes
etc
wasps attack hearing aid. this makes me feel sad.
epic :
 
The head of Orpheus gave a little cough and seemed to pull itself together. ‘I don’t really want to tell my story,’ it said, ‘but I have to do it if I ask three times and you say yes each time. I’m not even sure what the story is. Have you ever, perhaps while walking, found the world coming towards you in all its detail and then receding behind you and nothing has any more significance than anything else: a stone in the road or the sun in your eyes or the black shape of a bird in the blue sky, you don’t know whether one thing matters more than another?’
  ‘Yes, it’s often like that with me.’ p36
The Medusa Frequency by Russell Hoban 1987
It’s been a good week. The weather should be getting warmer soon. I don’t have much to say.
bee tidbits
entomology lectures
from lecture 16:
El Grillo (the cricket) by Josquin des Pres - Renaissance composer
French born, but lived most of his life in Italy
Worked for Cardinal Sforza in Milan during 1470's
El Grillo
The cricket is a good singer....................................El grillo e buon cantore
Who sings for a long time..........................................che tiene longo verso
The cricket sings just for fun.....................................Dale beve grillo canta
The cricket is a good singer....................................El grillo e buon cantore
But unlike the birds who..............................Ma non fa come gli altri uccelli
Fly off when they've sung a little.......................come li han cantato un poco
The cricket just stays where he is........Van' de fatto in altro loco, sempre el grillo sta pur saldo
When the weather is really hot..........................Quando la maggior el caldo
He sings only for love.......................................alhor canta sole per amore.
there was a cricket under the floor, in the drain, at work last night and it was creep creep creeping me out, man.
almost 2 years ago at 1a.m a fire across the street. the glow fills 1/2 my window and soon we tread across dirt front yard to dew-wet street, soft beneath cold feet. the tree 3 houses away is flaming. sparks glitter, descend through clear air and mingle with stars. particles of light dance with ash parasols to litter the road, discarded. wind blows smoke laterally, vibrato of fire engine lingers. it is over within 30 minutes.
moments of surreal beauty in
Riddley Walker by Russell Hoban 1980
There we wer then in amongst the broakin stoans the grean rot and the number creaper with the rain all drenching down and peltering on them dead stoans stumps and stannings. Spattering on crumbelt conkreat and bustit birk and durdling in the puddls gurgling down the runnels of the dead town. A kynd of greanish lite to that day from the rain the grean rot and the number creaper and the dead town pong wer going up all grean smelling in that greanish lite. Dog pong as wel a black smel in the grey rain. It wernt til then I even give a thot to why the kid mytve ben in the hoal. It wer like I jus ben programmit to go there and get him out. Now that wer done I wunnert what it wer all about. I said to him, 'Whyd they have you in that hoal?' p74
Puter Leat dream pp90-92
