tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74645062007-10-28T15:48:46.969-07:00b a t h y s p h e r eKThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comBlogger546125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-28321872158959221782007-05-17T20:28:00.000-07:002007-06-16T14:35:59.559-07:00"...I'm reminded of the diving suit in which Salvador Dali delivered a lecture some years ago in London. The workman sent along to supervise the suit asked how deep Dali proposed to descend, and with a flourish the maestro exclaimed: 'To the Unconscious!' to which the workman replied sagely: 'I'm afraid we don't go down that deep.' Five minutes later, sure enough, Dali nearly suffocated inside KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1166222099316413672006-12-15T14:15:00.000-08:002007-03-23T15:00:10.762-07:00bathysphere in an octopus's gardenHi all,
As of now (actually, many weeks ago) I am shutting this site down. I'm leaving everything as it is, but won't do any posting. Currently there is too much to do in the non-electronic world...
i might see you early next year, with a new name and better face.
cheers Update 2007 23 March:
I may be bringing this site back from the dead in some form...check back next month.KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1160175495583248482006-10-06T15:47:00.000-07:002006-10-06T15:58:15.613-07:00dünya dinlemiyor / the world won't listenThose of you who live in SF or the Bay Area should definetly go to SFMOMA to see the video installation dünya dinlemiyor in which locals from Istanbul sing karoake to their favorite Smiths songs...also, they currently have an excellent Tina Modotti & Edward Weston show.
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British artist Phil Collins has made work in conflicted geopolitical sites around the world, including Baghdad, Belfast,KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1160027740381171632006-10-04T22:43:00.000-07:002006-11-13T15:03:51.333-08:00Los muros del sueno...
Los muros del sueno
se recuestan a veces en el pecho
y subitamete uno comprende
que el sueno es un amor extraviado,
una forma de amor que quedo suelta.
Y no vale tratar de recogerla,
ni aun amando dormidos,
pues el amor, cuando pasa,
se independiza de nosotros,
como el viento del arbol
o la noche del gesto casi absorto de sus horas.
Se independiza y se rodea de muros.
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Sometimes the KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1159395563360127212006-09-27T15:17:00.000-07:002006-09-27T15:19:23.436-07:00'Obscure Robert Frost poem discovered'NEW YORK - An unpublished Robert Frost poem, a tribute to a friend killed during World War I, has been rediscovered and will appear next week in the fall issue of the Virginia Quarterly Review, the University of Virginia announced Wednesday.
link from Yahoo! News
KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1158690723304878322006-09-19T11:25:00.000-07:002006-09-19T11:32:03.333-07:00Shibuya Human Vending MachineThere is now a Human Vending Machine in Shibuya...actually, what I think I like about the ubiquitous Japanese vending machines is their utter dependability and lack of human frailities. They are like friendly, rectangular robots always lit up and ready to dispense...whatever you could possibly want and some things you could never think of wanting. Somehow, with a human involved, it just doesn'tKThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1158637732521957442006-09-18T20:40:00.000-07:002006-09-18T20:48:52.580-07:00"Songs...some of them are little paramedics. Or maybe some will be killers. Some of them will die on the windshield. And some of them will never leave home."
-Tom WaitsKThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1158016010910443912006-09-11T16:04:00.000-07:002006-09-11T16:10:16.543-07:00'War Stories' by Elias Khoury 'I went to the village last week as if returning among the returnees. I wasn't carrying a house key. But I carried my heart and went along, only to be shocked at the demolished village filling up with returnees embracing the void. Everything but the sun was clothed in black. The sun was grey and stinging. I was walking in the rubble when a young man stood next to me KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1156830633207424192006-08-28T21:57:00.000-07:002006-08-29T09:09:02.100-07:00
i'm going for a trip...see you on thursday, after my birthday.
KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1156270774301057102006-08-22T11:03:00.000-07:002006-08-22T11:21:31.663-07:00zen radio
I'm a little fascinated (albeit currently untempted) by the utterly useless but brightly colored portable Buddha Machine with it's ambient drone tracks that are supposed to lull you into a tranquil state. Known as the 'anti-ipod' at Giant Robot...I used to be a radio nerd as a kid and would take apart radios and (sometimes) put them back together. Even though I do not want to have a Buddha KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1154929263091535052006-08-06T22:25:00.000-07:002006-08-06T22:49:04.853-07:00"webtifada"Please look at and pass on to others the link to Mazen Kerbaj's blog of the horrifying and insane seige of Lebanon.
KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1154928205302114552006-08-06T21:32:00.000-07:002006-08-06T22:46:52.473-07:00"Birch Trees"I bought this original Daria Tessler print from Giant Robot today because it reminded me of a particular section of woods in my home town that by now has been obliterated forever. I'm glad that it can exist here at least.
Sometimes in the whole forest there is only one tree
all of whose leaves stir, without any breeze at all. And right away
it turns marble-stll again like an unlit chandelier
KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1154643234367122892006-08-03T14:24:00.000-07:002006-08-06T12:53:15.883-07:00My friend and I meant to go to a movie last night at the Roxie, but when the movie eventually started we realized that what we thought was a preview was an entirely different film...instead of a documentary on truth and reconcilliation in Peru, it was a French romanitic comedy. This probably ended up being a happy accident. The film was so poorly edited that the first part of the movie actuallyKThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1153521337155882272006-07-21T15:28:00.000-07:002006-07-21T15:35:37.193-07:00"This being empty, filling emptiness with emptiness,
so the words can learn."
--Yannis Ritsos
KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1152596563194741462006-07-10T22:06:00.000-07:002006-07-10T22:42:43.220-07:00...i'm back. i will post once i get my head together and the world stops moving at different, contrary speeds. it has been an amazing time and i am still inbetween time zones.KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1151422621240843142006-06-27T08:30:00.000-07:002006-06-27T08:37:01.286-07:00off to tokyomay or may not post in the next 10 days...see you on the other side.KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1151214230538389892006-06-24T22:17:00.000-07:002006-06-24T22:47:54.853-07:00
'The Reader'
The mask was gone now, burned away
(from inside)
by God's gaze.
There was no
I, there
was no he--
finally
there was no text, only
what the words stood for;
and then
what all things stand for.
--Franz Wright
KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1150310946894530042006-06-19T22:54:00.000-07:002006-06-20T10:22:03.536-07:00Rampo NoirThis is old news, but we saw Rampo Noir more than a week ago as part of the 'Another Hole in the Head' horror film festival at the Roxie. The movie is based on the writings of Edogawa Rampo, a Japanese admirer of Poe (his pseudonym is a play on 'Edgar Allan Poe') who wrote horror and detective stories. I came across Rampo originally via a very bad movie interpretation of his work, 'The Mystery KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1150315040753072552006-06-14T12:52:00.000-07:002006-06-14T12:57:20.783-07:00Donald Hall to be new Poet Laureate Mr. Hall, a poet in the distinctive American tradition of Robert Frost, has also been a harsh critic of the religious right's influence on government arts policy. And as a member of the advisory council of the National Endowment for the Arts during the administration of George H. W. Bush, he referred to those he thought were interfering with arts grants as "bullies and art bashers."
He KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1149788608142537272006-06-08T10:35:00.000-07:002006-06-08T10:43:28.170-07:00'And all for a little round ball ...'Pepe Escobar on the World Cup:
Seventeen basic and straight-to-the-point rules with universal reach and springing myriad wells of hope; no wonder the World Cup is a respite from realpolitik. It's not even a mirror image. Two permanent members KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1149692141642968722006-06-07T07:54:00.000-07:002006-06-07T22:13:06.283-07:00tokyo returnsPosting has been sporadic lately for many reasons, all of them good. I am flying to Tokyo in a few weeks, and when I get back in July I think I will move myself to a new and more maneuverable website. But until July I will be writing daily, or almost daily...
KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1149289514532745612006-06-02T16:00:00.000-07:002006-06-02T16:05:51.460-07:00
Current Events
Newspapers, revolts, denials, discoveries, marriages, deaths;
sweat, dust, darkness, all-night drugstore;
a ladder rises blindly; robberies, crimes, injustice;
whores, dogs, brokers, prisons, humidity, drunks;
blind men, beggars, a guitar, the tree, the hanged men, the lamppost.
Between two tall chimneys a star. Thank you.
I've left the key in the same place KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1149088908503040292006-05-31T08:19:00.000-07:002006-05-31T08:21:48.530-07:00nothing like......the pleasure of going through your poetry bookshelves and getting rid of bland, mediocre books that have been squatting there for years.KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1148842278096766682006-05-28T11:47:00.000-07:002006-05-28T11:53:19.220-07:00"A director is a man, therefore he has ideas; he is also an artist, therefore he has imagination. Whether they are good or bad, it seems to me that I have an abundance of stories to tell. And the things I see, the things that happen to me, continually renew the supply." --Michelangelo Antonioni KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7464506.post-1148358580352358402006-05-22T20:49:00.000-07:002006-05-23T22:29:16.910-07:00another one done goneThere have been a series of local bookstores folding up and closing in the Bay Area. First, Cody's Books announced they would close their store on Telegraph Avenue. This was compensated, however, by the opening of their store on near Market and Powell in San Francisco. Cody's on Telegraph was an amazing place for readings, and for that it will surely be missed. The bulk of those readings, I KThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09176089991707005775noreply@blogger.com