work in progress

September 13, 2007

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volcano

September 12, 2007

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photograph?

September 10, 2007

Link with eds clapping

 

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A dinner

September 10, 2007

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from words with Karl

September 10, 2007

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The mother of every habit is Play – to play to learn

A child encounters danger in play , the danger in missing ones chance of winning.

Table and Chairs

The table/on which we may establish order:

The sergeon’s table: on which he may cut through history, operating with writing.

The gambler: on which he takes the risk of death

The family table…

The business table….

Detail

September 9, 2007

Setting

Duende

September 9, 2007

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Where the muse brings inspiration the Duende brings blood. The muse speaks of life but the Duende sings of death. The duende is a force not a labour , a struggle not a thought. A struggle present in the artist’s soul. The struggle of knowing death is imminent.


Before we begin

September 9, 2007

Some Notes on today please add to and take away.

Narrative

Virginia Woolfs Nose

“Stratagies raise the question of how independant lives can connect to each other and whether a single person has more than one self, one way of being….Particularly in life as being like writing a kind of performance”

“someone has to die in order that the rest of us can value life more”

memory or traces of memory

“time is merely an alternation between being and not being, and st the moment he begins to feel time passing within him, he knows he is no longer alive. The self flares up in an image of itself, and the body traces a movement it has traced a thousand times before. This is the curse of memory, or the seperation of the body from the world”

Threes

-three heads one person

-Author/reader/Actress

-carnival/exhibition/entertainment

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the aftermath

attempting to move forward with a reality that remains