Stain Bar reading last Friday:
by Valzhyna Mort
new york, madame,
is a monument to a city
a gigantic pike
bristled up stunned
and what used to be just smoke
found a fire that gave it birth
melted into metal
and things you won't tell to a priest
you reveal to a cabdriver
even time is sold out
when to the public's "wow" and "shhh"
out of a black top hat
a tailed magician
is pulling new york out
by the ears of skyscrapers
I've been reading this:
Since it's a Picador paperback, I'm a little embarrassed that it's taken me a while to get through the 200 pages, and am not yet done. However, it's a cheap book (price wise) and an intriguing read on the violence inherent in language and the multiple and systemic forms of violence we ignore and have grown accustomed to living with.
Anyways, hopefully I will finish the book shortly and can go back and actually write something about it, but for now, i just wanted to let you know that this reading is going on tomorrow:
Picador’s Big Big BIG IDEAS Event
Slavoj Zizek and Steven Lukes in conversation with Rebecca Mead of The New Yorker
Wednesday, September 3 at 7:00 PM -- B&N Union Square
I'd really like to go.
I went to the Whitney with MS and my parents. My dad said Buckminster Fuller was one of his heroes when he was in architecture school:
These might look a little sci-fi to you, but it seems like the purpose of many of his inventions (designed for human use) was to create living environments that were affordable, maximized space, and minimized pollution and detrimental effects on the earth. Fuller hoped that societies would soon rely mainly on renewable sources of energy, and desired for a future of "omni-successful education and sustenance of all humanity."
Well, he also revolutionized the field of engineering with inventions like the geodesic dome:
Fuller also taught at Black Mountain College in North Carolina during the summers of 1948 and 1949, with Cage, Sartre, etc.
We saw some toy boats:
Been decorating the apartment:
Also, I went birding:
Oh, you wanted to hear about some poetry? Well, ok:
Now available from TRANSMISSION PRESS (http://transmissionpress.blogspot.com):
by Michael Slosek
Michael Slosek's INTERDICTION is a sparse, minimalist landscape of words and lines stacked upon each other, drawn from, and drawing on each other, building a space in language unique to Slosek. Within the terse lines of this string of small machines, Slosek's poems create another world in order to investigate not only language,
Copies are only $3.50 (and that price includes the shipping!.