The View from the Theatre Box

Vantages…

In the space between meaninglessness of the present and the unknowable past is the entertainment of history. The artifice of history’s words is to give historians, whoever they are – gossips, priests, academics – control over the past in a way participants could never control their present. Historians, again, whoever they are, are outsiders. They always make a drama out of what the participants experienced as one damn thing after another. Historians always see the past from a perspective the past could never have had. They are like meteorologists predicting yesterday’s weather today. They get their certainties from consequences.

Greg Dening, “A Poetic for Histories” in Performances

And so for day 2381
20.06.2013

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A Story that Sticks

Sometimes email brings one the most marvellous of anecdotes.

Like this one in a message announcing a show at the Yumart Gallery
http://www.yumart.ca

“Stuck” isn’t in the exhibition. It’s gone. I was having a difficult time in my studio; the floor was littered with scraps and cuttings but nothing came together. I decided to go home and on the streetcar I crossed my legs, looking out the window for even a shadow of inspiration. A young woman across from me looked at the sole of my shoe and laughed and pointed. I took off my shoe and looked at the sole: four small random scraps of sticky cuttings had arranged themselves in an interesting pattern around a small torn magazine image of Donald Trump. The word “Ick” covered most of his mouth; an eyeball was embedded in his bouffant; a torn newspaper headline about murder was underneath it all. I disembarked from the streetcar in the rain and walked carefully to preserve “Stuck”. But it had disintegrated by the time I reached the studio. I had a good day, then.

Lee Lamothe, Toronto-based photomontage artist.

And so for day 2380
19.06.2013

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The Emergency of Breath

Finding that guilt is not a useful emotion, I learnt a long while ago to live by the mantra “No Blame No Shame” (or vice versa) as I neither wanted to be the cause of either in people I encountered nor carry either within myself. Imagine my delight in the listing offered in a poem by Roy Miki which rhymed in a very opposite direction signalling rantings that need to yield.

“No pain no gain.” “No sin no grin.” “No blame
no fame.” The social goods are stacked. All bets
were off track as the announcer waived his voice
fee to expose his goods. You or i only wish the
rantings that blanket the public airwaves of
displeasure would yield the emergency of breath.

From Scoping (Also Pronounced Shopping) in Kits
in Open Text: Canadian Poetry and Poetics in the 21st Century Vol. 2 edited by Roger Farr (North Vancouver: CUE, 2009).

And so for day 2379
18.06.2013

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There

Northrop Frye
By Liberal Things
His address upon his installation as Principal of Victoria College, 1959

The university is not merely the group of institutions called universities, any more than the Church is merely the group of buildings called churches. Wherever there is respect for the artist’s vision, the scientist’s detachment, the teacher’s learning and patience, the child’s questioning, there the university is at work in the world.

What I love here is the push beyond a tricolour into a quadruple listing terminated by the fine sounding declaration which through the repetition of one word (there) reaches back to the beginning of the sentence to pick up the deictic and thus form in the mind a great solid arch.

And so for day 2378
17.06.2013

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Levity Amongst the Layers

I have been trawling through the literature on overlapping hierarchies and have repeatedly come across puns and other forms of humour. One of the outstanding examples comes from Steve deRose.

This model, originally named HORSE (Hierarchy-Obfuscating Really Spiffy Encoding) may seem wooden at first, but soon it comes to look quite natural. With its spartan syntax it should be attractive; but its name seems less so, and clearly a Muse meant us to rename this model

CLIX



because of its heavy use of point events scattered throughout the text or data stream: click, clicks, clix.

The acronym in itself is funny but even more humorous given that it is part of an extended conceit playing with a name: “This approach, which after Troy [Griffiths] is called ‘Trojan milestones'”. And is redoubled by the allusive heading to this section: “Catching Hell’n Tagging”.

From “Markup Overlap: A Review and a Horse” (2004)
http://conferences.idealliance.org/extreme/html/2004/DeRose01/EML2004DeRose01.html

And so for day 2377
16.06.2013

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At the Tail End, a Tale, not Tall

CBC Ideas
Vestigial Tale
https://www.cbc.ca/radio/ideas/vestigial-tale-part-1-1.3087964
An episode devoted to story telling.

At 49:00 minutes in of an hour show we are sent off with a story recounted by Aideen McBride.

I do it not justice except to say it involves a young man and an old woman and the welcome they receive when seeking hospitality and shelter each on their own. One of them figures “truth” and the other “story”. McBride concludes her recounting with the observation that truth gains admittance accompanied by story.

And so for day 2376
15.06.2013

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Affectation or Affordance

Came across this practice in Jeremiah Tower Table Manners: How to Behave in the Modern World and Why Bother

Wrapped Lemons

Putting cheesecloth or cotton clothes on a lemon is not an affectation but, rather a highly practical courtesy, one that prevents digging for seeds in iced tea, or prevents squirting someone in the eye with lemon juice when all you are trying to do is flavor the fish. It also saves having to remember at formal occasions how to squeeze the half-lemon gracefully against the prongs of a fork.

Had to go search for a picture (basically a lemon cut in half at its equator and the cut end wrapped in muslin or cheese cloth).

picture of wrapped lemons

And so for day 2375
14.06.2013

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Changes of State – States of Change

Edward Bryne
From “Délires”
In Open Text Volume 2 Canadian Poetry and Poetics in the 21st Century

Even successful snowmen must melt.

Subtle alliterations.

And so for day 2374
13.06.2013

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Flavour Listings

Where taste begins with names.

CXBO

Strawberry, Earl Grey Tea
Spruce Mint
Cranberry, Ginger
Butterscotch
Peppermint, Cheesecake
Rosemary, Orange
Sugar Plum Jelly
Cherry, Marzipan
Coffee, Cinnamon
Yuzu, Sake
Sherry, Milk Chocolate
Pistachio, Bergamot
Orange Blossom, Honey
Cinnamon, Brown Butter
Cherry, Vanilla
Raspberry Rose Fennel
Lime, Ginger, Black Pepper
Salted Caramel

Names for chocolate bonbons – Names for flights of imagination.

And so for day 2373
12.06.2013

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Disappearing Appearance

Untangling the myth from the fact to make a greater statement about not peering:

An ostrich does not bury its head in the sand; it lays its neck flat to the ground so as to appear from a distance like a mound of earth. That facts are innumerable is not the problem. That we tend to look elsewhere is.

“The Problem”
Noah Eli Gordon
From Is That the Sound of a Piano Coming from Several Houses Down?

A Perspective on Perspectives:

To be seen and not to see? Or to see and not be seen?

And so for day 2372
11.06.2013

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