Red Black & Blues (III)

Working on Red Black & Blues, my unravelling of a Trump tweet.

I had hoped to draw asemic eye magic straight from his eructations. Turns out I have to stretch and loosen the material verbally before I can spin it visually. From the tweet

 

I’ve gotten by way of cutting dicing and anagramming to this sequence

1. Please
2. understand,
3. there are cons.
4. Please, unders,
5. stand there.
6. Sequences
7. when people cross
8. Persephone’s cowl,
9. whether they have
10. children
11. or not, and
12. dart noon,
13. cross our Border,
14. brood or cuss, err,
15. legally
16. ill …
17. many are just
18. u
19. sing
20. children
21. for their own
22. sinister purposes.
23. I respire sunspots
24. to inspire US press.
25. Congress!
26. Congress
27. must act,
28. or Cpl. Pence, whose
29. copper wholeness …
30. he hath every thew.
31. Must! act! on!
32. on fixing
33. fixing the
34. DUMBEST
35. &
36. &
37. WORST
38. immigration laws;
39. or await slimming ‐
40. a militarism gown,
41. animist rim aglow.
42. I was a grim Milton……
43. Anywhere
44. in the world
45. ye hear anew
46. in the world.
47. Vote “R”?
48. VoteR,
49. revote-
50. vote over.

Hard to get right – it’s gotta roll out a story of sorts, while each line makes for a title w/ some spice, and its text gets me to a visual poem. Fifty for the 50 states. There’ll be a part 2, made of short videos, 50 of ’em, gleaning their frames from images such as

To wrap, the end note I also cooked up today:

End note

The text is a tweet by Donald Trump, inflating & breaking up.

The images are that text seen from the inside as it unravels.

The colors are those convention gives to the American electoral map.

The whole may be the first & last work ever of ’Pataphysical cryptography.

His words, once they leave him, aren’t his, and have perhaps hearts & minds their own, may speak of a pain our own, could we only decode it.