The Fine Particulars

David Naimon of Between the Covers fame

Introduction to Ursula K. Le Guin Conversations on Writing a set of three interviews devoted in turn to prose, poetry and non-fiction. This is how he summarizes a key theme:

And I was soon to discover that even the seemingly most mundane of things — grammar, syntax, sentence structure — even these are animated by something unseen, dare I say, magical, behind and beyond them. That the length of our sentences, their gait, their sound, that our use of tense, of point of view, of pronouns, all have their histories, their stories, their political and cultural implications, and each could be a building block, a concrete gesture, for good or for ill, toward an imagined future world.

Imagined. Future. World. Syntax. Grammar. Structure.

And so for day 2681
16.04.2014

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Judging A Book By Its Cover

I have been revisiting this Faber and Faber cover for months. Entranced by its design, it’s colours and the bold use of words. But it is only recently that I was able to encapsulate by fascination in one word: tricolon! Of course, strictly speaking this is not a tricolon but a tripartite structure that echoes the classic tricolon of past, present, future.

Akwaeke Emezi - cover Freshwater - Faber and Faber

I HAVE LIVED
MANY LIVES
INSIDE THIS
BODY.

I LIVED MANY
LIVES BEFROE
THEY PUT ME
IN THIS BODY.

I WILL LIVE
MANY LIVES
WHEN THEY TAKE
ME OUT OF IT.

Freshwater Akwaeke Emezi

And so for day 2680
15.04.2014

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Fake and Failure

Jermey Fox
On Vegetables

Caught in a Catch-22

Then the review came out and we received three-and-a-half stars, which was basically unheard of for a new restaurant. It may have been the most gushing review I had ever read. In fact, it was so positive that I disagreed with it. The attention alone made me anxious. I didn’t even think that what I was doing was that good, or innovative. I was just working with what we had. I was waiting for everyone else to realize what I already felt about myself. It’s funny looking back, because if he had given us fewer stars I would have considered myself a failure. Instead he gave us three-and-a-half and I felt like a fake.

At a metalevel there is Catch-22 thinking and not Catch-22 thinking which is not a Catch-22. How to get there becomes an intriguing question. Faking failure? Faking the failure of the Catch-22 is often the way out … but one needs help.

And so for day 2679
14.04.2014

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The Minutiae of Contradictions

Heather Thomas
The Greek Vegetarian Cookbook

from the introduction

from not dwelling on detail to lavish praise for noticing particulars…

Greeks rarely eat alone, and it’s natural for friends to gather and talk about philosophy, culture, art, literature and politics — the big ideas, not the minutiae of daily life. Drama, tragedy and comedy all have a role to play in what it is to be Greek. Life is a joyous or, sometimes, a despairing affair, to be lived and experienced to the extreme. Nothing is taken for granted and he food served is often discussed knowledgably and analyzed in great detail with interest shown in the quality and provenance of the ingredients, the relative merits of different flavorings, the texture and appearance of sauces, and the cooking methods used. Nothing escapes the diners’ attention.

Or the reader’s.

And so for day 2678
13.04.2014

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Being Well

The Well of Being, a children’s book for adults written and illustrated by Jean-Pierre Weill

Near the middle of the book there is a turn.

Throughout the book each page of words is faced on the next page by an illustration. Near the middle is the statement “I don’t say there isn’t much work to do, for there is.” Facing this is a picture of a farmer behind a plow and a team of horses.

One turns the page…

“And some traces lead to excruciating darkness,” The illustration is iconic. Rail tracks lead to a concentration camp. Auschwitz.

Jean-Pierre Weill - The Well of Being - Auschwitz

The next page continues “where a person can tumble from the sky on a clear September morning.” The iconic moment is a body falling past a skyscraper. 9/11

Jean-Pierre Weill - The Well of Being - 9/11

What the images here cannot do is duplicate the act of turning pages and the sense of suspension that the white space provides. It is important to consider the white space as the next pairing of image and text in the series offers a highly stylized blue marble view of the planet and a set of questions “Yet is the world not whole? Is it not beautiful?”

This is at the core of the book and worthy of contemplation — what is in the hand are words and images to guide one to the well of being. What is carried away is an invitation to examine stories and ways of being in the world…

And so for day 2677
12.04.2014

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Zinger

Welcome to the blobosphere
https://www.theglobeandmail.com/arts/welcome-to-the-blobosphere/article546956/

R.M. Vaughan in the visual arts column reports on a show at the Mercer Union of work by Annie MacDonell and comments on one piece thus

One can enter the mirrored cube and listen to a Mr. Bean-ish gentleman deliver a rambling lecture on art-making and its traumas. I was initially engaged, until he started prattling on about the writings of French cultural theorist Gilles Deleuze.

I have nothing against Deleuze’s ideas, but Canadian artists quote Deleuze the way Pat Robertson quotes scripture. And the smug, we’re-all-in-agreement-here tone is, strangely enough, un-Deleuzian in its blind supposition of hegemony.

(One could argue that MacDonell’s vacuous display is, in fact, a critique of the bland sameness and secret-handshaking that pervades contemporary art, the copies of copies of copies … but I doubt such an insider view would register with most gallery visitors.)

To me, MacDonell’s assembly is not an exhibition, it’s a concretized seminar. Her students will be charmed.

Who can avoid this gesture? Selecting a sentence at random from A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia … “A becoming-animal always involves a pack, a band, a population, a peopling, in short, a multiplicity.” translated by Brian Massumi.

Is that barking I hear? The sound of exhausted ideas?

Annie MacDonell is a Toronto-based visual artist whose practice includes film, photography, sculpture, installation and sound. She is known for complex, canny works that examine exhausted ideas and images, landscape, repetition and the conventions of display as they exist in relation to art, the cinema, and the space of the gallery.

Canadian Art
February 2012
https://canadianart.ca/news/annie-macdonell-multidisciplinary-artist/

Worth a second look? A bit of repetition.

The show at the Mercer Union is called “Originality and the Avant Garde (on Art and Repetition)” which as Gabrielle Moser notes “borrow[s] its title from art critic Rosalind Krauss’ 1981 article that critiqued narratives of artistic innovation in the history of modern art.”

Across from the framed photographs, a giant camera obscura, covered in mirrored plexiglas, serves as another mechanism for artistic self-reflexivity. Built to the exact dimensions of MacDonell’s studio space, the structure houses a video projection showing a male actor, dressed in a wool suit, who delivers his theoretical musings about originality and repetition. Between the looping video clips, ghostly, upside-down versions of the found photographs on the outside of the structure are projected onto the screen by the camera obscura’s lens. Through its transposing of inside and outside space, MacDonell’s mirrored camera positions us as both the object of its gaze and its viewer, confusing the acts of framing and being framed, looking and being watched.

Staging so much self-reflection runs the risk of making work that is insular, a kind of artistic “inside joke” that seems to leave the viewer out of the fun. But in MacDonell’s installation, the sense of having seen these scenarios before is exactly the point, reminding us of the enduring impact of photographic repetition.

https://esse.ca/fr/compte-rendu/75/toronto
Gabrielle Moser in Esse

Inside the insular… reterritorialized.

And so for day 2676
11.04.2014

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Superlative

A good translation is a joy especially in the world of advertising.

This example is from a jar of pickles. Our friendly bilingual stork says:

“That’s the best pickle I ever heard”

“Le plus croquant des cornichons”

And one can hear the crunch in that alliteration. Read fast and you think it’s the best pickle you ever had … but the French makes you listen again.

French and English tag lines advertising pickles

And so for day 2675
10.04.2014

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Desirable Difficulty

Sans Forgetica

This piece in The Guardian is short and amusing.

https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2018/oct/04/font-of-all-knowledge-researchers-develop-typeface-they-say-can-boost-memory

The article allows you to toggle to display in the Sans Forgetica font —
it’s an experience you might not want to remember : )

[Typography lecturer Stephen] Banham, who has created about 20 fonts, said the typeface would be best used for short texts.

“God no, you wouldn’t want novels printed in it, it would probably induce a headache,” he said.

And so for day 2674
09.04.2014

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Venture a Voicing

Dare you to read this aloud (or at least subvoclaize):

The experience of reading poetry aloud when you don’t fully understand it is a curious and complicated one. It’s like suddenly discovering that you can play the organ. Rolling swells and peals of sound, powerful rhythms and rich harmonies are at your command; and as you utter them you begin to realise that the sound you’re releasing from the words as you speak is part of the reason they’re there. The sound is part of the meaning and that part only comes alive when you speak it. So at this stage it doesn’t matter that you don’t fully understand everything: you’re already far closer to the poem than someone who sits there in silence looking up meanings and references and making assiduous notes.

The Sound and the Story: Exploring the World of Paradise Lost
By Philip Pullman

in The Public Domain Review
https://publicdomainreview.org/essay/the-sound-and-the-story-exploring-the-world-of-paradise-lost

And so for day 2673
08.04.2014

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Reflecting

Rebecca Belmore and Osvaldo Yero

Hart House Centennial Commission

waabidiziiyan doopwining (to see yourself at the table)

waabidiziiyan doopwining - Hart House Centennial Commission - Rebecca Belmore and Osvaldo Yero

The reflective surface is the size of the tables in the Great Hall. Hung at the same height as the portraits that line the walls of the Great Hall.

A word from John Monahan,the Warden of Hart House, and Barbara Fischer, Executive Director and Chief Curator of The Art Museum at the University of Toronto

I especially like Fischer’s commentary about how the piece invites us to consider who was invited to sit at the table in the past, who sits there now and who might come to sit in the future.

And so for day 2672
07.04.2014

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