sofe I regret that I did not meet her and I remember that the lecture hall smelled like all concert halls do (wood and soundproofing). My notes from the lecture include the following:
- screaming as praxis
- Gordon Matta Clark the semiotics of construction (reassembling)
- last Tuesday was Yoko Ono’s birthday
- absence <——-> undoing ]presence
and I do not know what I meant by any of it but it all felt vital at the time
She is sensibility manifested! She is instinct! She is that zen flow! This is art, no, this is more… this is EVERYTHING. Confidence is flimsy, trite, unreliable, art isn’t like that. art is action! it’s undeniable movement that’s so innate in one’s being, it can’t be wrong. grimes is my Icarus and this was just below the sun, maybe a cloud on a beautiful summer day. Love this grimes, love this performance, woah! …
I got these really tiny accordion books last year and I’ve been using them for super long form exquisite corpses- this one has been going since April and just finished today! Friends and strangers all worked on it with me, and now they are all trapped in my little book :-3
Gazpacho only in the late summer, persimmons only in the winter, etc. just because we can import anything from anywhere anytime doesn’t mean we should. Nothing is special if you can have it whenever you want it.