A few images from Overject.
Happy hallows all.
Article in this morning’s NYT about a show soon to open at MOMA of Matisse’s late paper cut-outs.
Writes Holland Cotter of a detail from Two Dancers, from a design for a production by the Ballet Russe de Monte Carlo:
Puncture marks that dot the slivers are records of the many times each had been pinned, unpinned, repositioned and pinned again. For Matisse, it seems that trial-and-error rawness, some evidence of struggle, validated the work.
Traces of process. Linking Matisse to footpaths formed by the acts of animal and human feet and to the lines of horses and bison laid down once and again on cave walls in the south of his country. We’re never not close to the heart of compost.
OMG that’s beautiful. Just checking links on my CV and came to it. Splash Image © Lenguarayada (Tongue Twisted). Blanka Amezkua, 2009. And here’s their very fine journal.
Seven posters from The Singing Posters: Allen Ginsberg’s Howl by Allen Ruppersberg (Part I), 2003, 14 × 22 inches.
These are pretty. Got nothing much more to say than that right now. Oh and they bring bill bissett’s hypercool phonemes to mind. Oh and they confirm that each line of “Howl” really is a page —
One more from Barb (she’s on a tear).
(old men)no books (3)
on is made in Was—
of the Mone.
Man how pear trees
to see and believe.
I think I mentioned I came up with this exercise 10 minutes before the first meeting of my Art of Compost class this summer when I saw in my notes “exercise: something with torn pages” and realized I hadn’t worked out what “something” was.
William Carlos Williams famously wrote, “write carelessly, that nothing that is not green survives.” Not sure the same always applies to lesson planning but here it worked okay.
The pages we tore in class were from a battered second copy I had of his Imaginations.
by Barbara Nickel:
Which transcribes to:
(old men)no books (2)
congregation of al:
the ren, her
the tabl, her,
a cat, its way