And George Farr had the town, the earth, the world to himself and his sorrow. Music came faint as a troubling rumor beneath the spring night, sweetened by distance: a longing knowing no ease. (Oh God, oh God!) At last George Farr gave up trying to see her. He had ‘phoned vainly and time after time, at last the telephone became the end in place of the means: he had forgotten why he wanted to reach her. Finally he told himself that he hated her, that he would go away; finally he was going to as much pains to avoid her as he had been to see her. So he slunk about the streets like a criminal, avoiding her, feeling his his very heart stop when he did occasionally see her unmistakable body from a distance. And at night he lay sleepless and writhing to think of her, then to rise and don a few garments and walk past her darkened house, gazing in slow misery at the room in which he knew she lay, soft and warm, in intimate slumber, then to return to home and bed to dream of her brokenly. William Faulkner, Soldiers’ Pay
…what he sought was always something lying ahead, and even if it was a matter of the past it was a past that changed gradually as he advanced on his journey, because the traveller’s past changes according to the route he has followed: not the immediate past, that is, to which each day that goes by adds a day, but the more remote past. Arriving at each new city, the traveller finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed places. Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities
I incorporated a text fragment from one of Euripides’ lost tragedies to an image of an abandoned dollhouse discovered on a sidewalk. Informally, the piece is called Enclose the Divine. This work is part of a larger project called IOTA that brings to life the remaining textual fragments of the lost plays of Aeschylus, Sophocles, and Euripides.
The Fragment
What house shaped by builders could enclose the divine form within its enfolding walls?
Children and families gather at the road block on Highway One in Santa Cruz begging the state for more resources to fight the CZULightningComplex Fire.
Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,The Little Prince
With the encouragement of her mother, Kay Boyle arrived in New York in 1922, determined to build a literary career. Lola Ridge’s literary magazine Broom published her first poem “Morning” in 1923. That same year she married French-born Richard Brault; a visit to his family in Brittany turned into an eighteen-year residence in Europe for Boyle. In Paris, Kay Boyle became a member of the American expatriate literary community, and in 1929 Harry and Caresse Crosby’s Black Sun Press published Boyle’s first book-length work, Short Stories.
Following her divorce from Brault, she married artist-writer Laurence Vail in 1931. That same year she was photographed by Man Ray. Throughout the 1930s Boyle created short stories, novels, and poems that garnered her a strong and growing reputation. Boyle found particular success with the short story, winning the O. Henry award in 1935 and again in 1941. In 1943, two years after her return to the United States, she divorced Vail and married the Baron Joseph von Franckenstein.
At the end of the 1940s both Boyle and Frankenstein, again living in Europe, became victims of McCarthyite witch-hunts. Boyle lost her position as a foreign correspondent for The New Yorker, and Franckenstein his post in the U.S. State Dept. As a result of these experiences, the political aspect of Boyle’s writing became increasingly strong and political activity a larger part of her daily life.
Following Franckenstein’s death in 1963 Kay Boyle accepted a creative writing position at San Francisco State. During her tenure she continued writing and her political activity as well as gaining wide acceptance as a teacher. S.I. Hiyakawa, in the position of president of San Francisco State ten years before he was to become a United States Senator, claimed in 1967 that “Kay Boyle is the most dangerous woman in America!”
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On May 3rd, 1953, Walter and Virginia Schau decided to take her parents out for a day of fishing. Virginia Schau brought her Brownie camera although she said later told a reporter: “I’m the kind of person who always takes a camera on a trip and never takes a picture.”
The Schaus were driving on a two-lane road approaching the Pit River Bridge north of the town of Redding, California behind a semitrailer carrying fruits and vegetables. As the truck started over the bridge, the truck’s steering failed causing the truck to crash through the bridge’s steel railing.
The cab, with the driver and one other passenger trapped inside, dangled precariously off the bridge forty feet above the Sacramento River. The rear wheels of the cab were jammed between the side of the bridge and the trailer, which had miraculously remained on the bridge. Walter Schau, and the driver behind him, found a length of rope and with the help of other motorists, attempted to rescue the two men from the dangling cab. Virginia Schau grabbed her Brownie camera and “ran out to a knoll on the right which was directly opposite to where the cab of the truck dangled in the air.”
Walter Schau, hanging by his ankles, was able to lower the rope to the driver, who grabbed onto it and was pulled up by Schau, McLaren and others. The other man remained in the cab, semi-conscious, and when the cab caught fire, Walter Schau had to climb down and pull Baum out, before the cab, fully ablaze, fell into the Sacramento River. While the rescue operations were going on, Virginia Schau, from her vantage point, was able to get off two pictures, using the last two exposures in her camera.
Later, Schau’s father reminded Virginia of the Sacramento Bee’s weekly photo contest. She submitted the photograph, won the contest–and ten dollars–and the photograph was picked up by the Associated Press and distributed globally. Almost a year to the day later, Virginia Schau was “flabbergasted” to hear that her picture of the rescue had won the 1954 Pulitzer Prize for Photography.
I incorporated a text fragment from one of Sophocles’ lost tragedies to an image of an abandoned house outside Watsonville. Informally, the piece is called In Time of Need. This work is part of a larger project called IOTA that brings to life the remaining textual fragments of the lost plays of Aeschylus, Sophocles, and Euripides.
The Fragment
For … shines out in time of need like fine bronze; but if the house is neglected, it collapses.
But the thrill we’ve never known is the thrill that’ll gitcha when you get your picture on the cover of Ecumenica: Performance and Religion. A journal that attends to the combination of creativity, religion, and spirituality in expressive practice. Cover photo is of Raegan Truax’s durational performance work Citation.
A peer-reviewed journal, Ecumenica regards performance and religion as overlapping and often mutually-constituting categories, preferring no particular form of creative expression, and privileging no particular religious tradition. The journal’s very aim is to consider the variety of modes in which creative and religious impulses might be realized.
Ecumenica’s interdisciplinary premise welcomes all critical approaches to such topics as performance art, theatre, ritual, contemplative and devotional practices, and expressions of community. The journal expects that performance and religion scholarship can add many more topics to this list.
If you truly love film, I think the healthiest thing to do is not read books on the subject. I prefer the glossy film magazines with their big color photos and gossip columns, or the National Enquirer. Such vulgarity is healthy and safe. Werner Herzog
When she was like this, when no smile filled her eyes or opened up her face, I cannot describe the devastating monotony that stamped her melancholy eyes and sullen features. Her face, grown almost ugly, reminded me then of those dreary beaches where the sea, ebbing far out, wearies one with its faint shimmering, everywhere the same, encircled by an immutable low horizon. Marcel Proust, In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower
All I maintain is that on this earth there are pestilences and there are victims, and it’s up to us, so far as possible, not to join forces with the pestilences. Albert Camus, The Plague
And fire shines on the altar in the street as it sends up a vapor from drops of myrrh, exotic scents.
Poseidon, you who range over the capes of the Aegean or in the depths of the gray sea rule over the windswept waters above the lofty cliffs…
And now at the gates stands Aeneas, the son of the goddess, carrying on his shoulders his father with his linen robe stained with the discharge caused by the lightning, and about him the whole horde of his servants. And with him follows a crowd, you cannot imagine how great, of those who are eager to take part in this migration of the Phrygians.
When one is no longer weary, labors are delightful.
For one takes no account of trouble that is in the past.
If Morality was Christianity Socrates was the Saviour
יה [Jehovah] & his two Sons Satan & Adam as they were copied from the Cherubim of Solomons Temple by three Rhodians & applied to Natural Fact, or History of Ilium Art Degraded Imagination Denied War Governed the Nations Evil Good & Evil are Riches & Poverty a Tree of Misery propagating Generation & Death
The Gods of Priam are the Cherubim of Moses & Solomon: The Hosts of Heaven Without Unceasing Practise nothing can be done Practise is Art If you leave off you are Lost
The Angel of the Divine Presence
מלאך יהוה [Angel of Jehovah]
ΟΦΙουΧος [Serpent-holder]
HEBREW ART is called SIN by the Deist SCIENCE All that we See is Vision from Generated Organs gone as soon as come Permanent in The Imagination; Considerd as Nothing by the NATURAL MAN
What can be Created Can be Destroyed Adam is only The Natural Man & not the Soul or Imagination
Good
לילית [Lilith]
Satans Wife The Goddess Nature is War & Misery & Heroism a Miser
Spiritual War Israel deliverd from Egypt is Art deliverd from Nature & Imitation
A Poet a Painter a Musician an Architect : the Man Or Woman who is not one of these is not a Christian You must leave Fathers & Mothers & Houses & Lands if they stand in the way of Art
The Eternal Body of Man is The IMAGINATION, that is God himself The Divine Body } ישע [Yeshua] JESUS we are his Members
It manifests itself in his Works of Art (In Eternity All is Vision) The True Christian Charity not dependent on Money (the lifes blood of Poor Families) that is on Caesar or Empire or Natural Religion Money, which is The Great Satan or Reason the Root of Good & Evil In The Accusation of Sin
Prayer is the Study of Art Praise is the Practise of Art Fasting &c. all relate to Art The outward Ceremony is Antichrist
Where any view of Money exists Art cannot be carried on, but War only Read Matthew C X. 9 & 10v by pretences to the Two Impossibilities Chastity & Abstinence Gods of the Heathen
He repented that he had made Adam (of the Female, the Adamah) & it grieved him at his heart
Art can never exist without Naked Beauty displayed The Gods of Greece & Egypt were Mathematical Diagrams See Plato’s Works
Divine Union Deriding And Denying Immediate Communion with God The Spoilers say Where are his Works That he did in the Wilderness Lo what are these Whence came they These are not the Works Of Egypt nor Babylon Whose Gods are the Powers Of this World. Goddess, Nature. Who first spoil & then destroy Imaginative Art For their Glory is War and Dominion Empire against Art See Virgils Eneid. Lib. VI.v 848 For every Pleasure Money Is Useless
There are States in which. all Visionary Men are accounted 90Mad Men such are Greece & Rome Such is Empire or Tax See Luke Ch 2.v l
Jesus & his Apostles & Disciples were all Artists Their Works were destroyd by the Seven Angels of the Seven Churches in Asia Antichrist Science The unproductive Man is not a Christian much less the Destroyer
The Old & New Testaments are the Great Code of Art SCIENCE is the Tree of DEATH ART is the Tree of LIFE GOD is JESUS
The Whole Business of Man Is The Arts & All Things Common No Secre sy in Art What we call Antique Gems are the Gems of Aarons Breast Plate 110Christianity is Art & not Money Money is its Curse Is not every Vice possible to Man described in the Bible openly All is not Sin that Satan calls so 115all the Loves & Graces of Eternity
Technological progress has merely provided us with more efficient means for going backwards. Aldous Huxley, Ends and Means
The Palo Alto location was Fry’s oldest. Each Fry’s store had a distinct aesthetic, this location was Wild West-themed…
The Fry’s chain completely taps into MSE: Male Shopping Energy. This is to say that most guys have about 73 calories of shopping energy, and once these calories are gone, they’re gone for the day—if not the week—and can’t be regenerated simply by having an Orange Julius at the Food Fair. Douglas Coupland, Microserfs
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