Entry 608 — Collage for a Mathemaku « POETICKS

Entry 608 — Collage for a Mathemaku

Once again two trips to take care of one chore: I took my revision of “Mathemaku for Scott Helmes” and its frame, which I was afraid to try fool with, to a frames guy I’ve done business with before, but his place wasn’t where it had been. A nice lady in the beauty shop next to where it was told me where to find it. Happily, it wasn’t far away. DIGRESSION: I used to be contemptuous of the way “hopefully” was used until “happily” made it okay for me–which I mention because I often try to remember other adverbs like “hopefully” and never can (there are several).

I found my frame guy but his place of business was locked although his door said he opened at ten each day but Sunday, and it was near eleven. I waited a little while, thinking he was probably just late. There was no sign on the door or in the window indicating what might have happened. At length I crossed the street. That’s where the Arts & Humanities Council office was. I wanted to drop off the large unwieldy frame. (I was on my bike, needless to say, so worried I might damage the frame. Well, Olivia, Judy the executive secretary’s assistant, was kind enough to let me dump what I had there. Back home, I tried to call my frame guy. I couldn’t find the name of his place, The Rose Gallery, in the phone book but found something called “Creative Framing,” or something, that seemed to be about where the Rose Gallery was, so I called the number for that. An operator told me the number was no longer in service. Great. I tried to get a number that would work fromthe Visual Arts Center, but the girl I talked to didn’t have it. Finally, after three tries, I got it from information; the first two times I was given the old number. Fortunately, when I called the new number my frame man was there. He’d been late because of something he’d had to do with his son. After making sure Olivia wouldn’t be away form the office for lunch (she had locked my stuff in Judy’s office, and Judy is in New York), I rode my bike to the Arts & Humanities Council’s office, got my stuff and took it to the Rose Gallery. Which was locked! Gah.

Well, almost at once, the frame guy showed up. He’d gone somewhere to collect his mail, which wasn’t delivered to his door but to a box somewhere near. Everything then when well. I now have “Mathemaku for Scott Helmes” nicely framed. It looks good. (It always amazes me how good a frame can make a piece look.) The collage below was an attempt to do what Scott was doing at the time (8 or 9 years ago); I was never happy with it, but think it’s okay. It represents “nothing going on” . . . I think. In my piece, I add “the deepest grammar of January” to it to get “STONE.” It may not be my best mathemaku but, not counting sequences, it’s my largest. I’m wondering if there will be some who like it better than my other long divisions. To add variety to the exhibition is the main reason I’m including it. 

Diary Entry

Wednesday, 28 December 2011, 5 P.M.  More gab at Spidertangle, most of which I used to take care of the day’s blog entry.  A trip early in the morning to get copies of one of my long division poems–because my own printer wasn’t doing a good job of printing, due–I now believe–to insufficient ink, although my computer told me it had plenty of ink.  That job, and a little grocery shopping taken care of, I got home only to find out I’d forgotten to collect my flash drive from the people at Staples.  I went back for it a couple of hours ago.  I feel worn out, as always.  I haven’t done anything with my reply to Jake (but yesterday, a little tinkering I did with it seemed to me just what it needed to merge to large blocks of it into a reasonably coherent, flowing whole, so I think I’m close to getting it done).

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Entry 1512 — A Quick Revision

Saturday, July 19th, 2014

Within minutes of posting yesterday’s entry, I revised the image I’d posted in it:

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I think it’s now at least two times better than it was.  Amazing how important locating everything can be.  Yet I still don’t think it’s as right as it could be.
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Entry 1511 — Putterwork from Paint Shop

Friday, July 18th, 2014

I almost forgot about my blog today–because I spent four or five hours working on the image below.  It took so long because I tried too smooth the curves pixel by pixel, and remove an immense amount of noise, pixel by pixel.  Of course, anyone knowing Paint Shop or Photo Shop would have done what I did in ten minutes, probably.  But I got the job done.  It’s one of seven images planned that grow in size until they form a frame for my Mathemaku No. 10, which features a heart, as will the final image of the frame.  It’s an attempt to make a cover for an issue of Journal of Mathematics and the Arts that will probably be rejected.
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Entry 604 — A Visimage by Bill DiMichele « POETICKS

Entry 604 — A Visimage by Bill DiMichele

Here’s something from Bill DiMichele’s latest painting exhibit at the Lindsay Dirkx Brown Gallery in San Ramon, CA.  It reminds me a lot of the way I shape my (much lesser) canvasses.

Go here to see more of his works. More will be appearing here.

This is the link to the Cross-Section of a Moment exhibit.

Diary Entry

Saturday, 24 December 2011, 6 P.M.  Pretty much a crappy day.  I had trouble taking care of my diary entry–until I remember a book of images Geof Huth had sent me that I could steal images from to display.  I just finished doing that.  I did very little else all day, just a paragraph on my response to Jake Berry’s essay.  I did finish the thriller by Tom Clancy I was reading, though.  It was about a war–American and Russian against China.  Silly stuff but I did enjoy reading about a militarily competent USA, for which I hope my friends in poetry will forgive me.

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Entry 600 — Another by Carlyle Baker « POETICKS

Entry 600 — Another by Carlyle Baker

I got it into my head that I’d done my entry for today yesterday and it had automatically been posted this morning. Now, at 7 P.M., I’ve discovered I was wrong. So I’ve grabbed another of the works by Carlyle Baker in thebleed.01 to take care of the day’s entry. 

 

It seems to me a visimage with a caption embedded in it, not a visual poem.   But I like it a great deal.  I versus some indefinite something . . .  Intimations of so much more.  Significantly, the I is drawn, not mechanically printed, and could be a narrow door.  Ancient countries of the Near East seem strongly implied, to me.  Are we where a sense of self originated?  Where I split off from a?  I think that happened much earlier, but who knows. 

Diary Entry

Tuesday, 21 December 2011, Noon.  A blog entry taken care of–after another round of tennis.  And, hey, a mile “run.”  I put “run” in quotes because it took 11 minutes and 13 seconds, so was hardly a genuine run.  But it was right after three sets of doubles and a bike ride home of over a mile.   Later note: well, I read some more in the two long books I’m to review, and knocked out reviews of the three other books on my list.  Didn’t get anything else done–other than writing and posting another blog entry about my unpopular belief that words should mean something.

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Entry 1111 — More Commercial Visiotextual Art

Wednesday, June 5th, 2013

Today I’m just bringing you more ARTnews evidence of artists not calling themselves visual poets who seem to be doing much better in the BigWorld than those of us doing the same kind of work much better but calling it visual poetry:

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Gillmore’s piece is better than anything by Jenny Holzer, but Wallengren’s isn’t.

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Entry 1111 — More Commercial Visiotextual Art

Wednesday, June 5th, 2013

Today I’m just bringing you more ARTnews evidence of artists not calling themselves visual poets who seem to be doing much better in the BigWorld than those of us doing the same kind of work much better but calling it visual poetry:

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Gillmore’s piece is better than anything by Jenny Holzer, but Wallengren’s isn’t.

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Entry 857 — A Crossword

Monday, September 10th, 2012

Stephen Dean: “Untitled (Crossword),” 1996–from http://www.artequalstext.com/stephen-dean.

 

I’m not sure what to say about this.  Emily Sessions says interesting things about it and similar pieces by Dean at the website I stole the above from (which has two other Dean works–and, as I’ve mentioned here before, a large quantity of combinations of text and graphics that visual poets should definitely take a look at.  The website, which is curated by Rachel Nackman, will soon be updated, I understand.

After reflection, I’ve classified this as a visimage (work of visual art). Whereas Emily Sessions thinks of it as an entrance to an underlying universe of colors, it seems to me an act of–well–desecration; Dean has stolen the crossword grid from anyone who wanted to solve it. His repayment, needless to say, more than makes up for the crime (the crossword, after all, will still be available in many other copies of the newspaper it’s in) by doing what Sessions says it does–although it seems more an overlaying of another universe than an entrance into one, for me.  Klee seems to me the magician these magick squares are most in the tradition of.  But they enter the day-to-day of social interactivity in a way Klee’s works do not (as Sessions points out).

My thought at this point, as I consider the work for the first time from my critical zone, is that it surprises one out of a readiness to obey rules, pursue a goal, use analysis–in the familiar context of a newspaper’s entertainment section–and into . . . colors, nothing more. Or, to elaborate, into a purely aesthetic experience one can flow unanalytically, goallessly, freely with.  Yet, a final, numbered order remains ever-so-slightly  visible . . . this newness is safe.

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Entry 879 — Asemic Visimagery, Part 2

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2012

Here we are again.  Hold on tight, because this is going to be very controversial!  But, not, I’m afraid, newly controversial.  It’s about my art taxonomy against most of the rest of the art world’s again. 

First controversy: that the term “art” is a stupid term to use to refer to visual art since, (1) it also confusingly refers to art-in-general; (2) it suggests that the visual arts are secondary art by reducing the name one has to use for them when discussing all the arts to “visual art,” an adjective and general term, unlike the auditory art of music and the verbal art of literature, while suggesting the reverse, that it is the primary art, a rank higher in status than mere music and literature; and (3) the adjective derived from “art” is ambiguous (e.g., “if Joe is “artistic,” is he good at painting, or playing the piano, or something else?  Ditto is his said to be “artistically sensitive”), and there is no good adjective derivable from “visual art” . . . well, except for “visioartistic.”  The only good reason to use “art” to mean “visual art” is that it has seniority.  For these reasons, and not narcissistically to  be king of the lexicon or something, I use my coinage “visimagery” for “visual art.”  Over the years I’ve tried many coinages.  This, which comes out of “visual imagery,” is the one I’ve elected to stick with.  Its adjectival form, “visimagistic,” is homologous (if that’s the right word) with “imagistic” as in “imagistic poetry” (for poetry focused on the image).  VIHZ ih muhdj ree and VIHZ ih muh JIHS tihk.

Hey, this may be the one hundredth time I’ve formally argued for a replacement of “art” and “visual art” as the names of . . . visual art.  No one has yet agreed with me.  That’s only good evidence that I’m right, not proof.

Controversy number two, if only among “asemic poets”: the works that follow are not a form of poetry and, for that reason, should not be called “asemic poetry,” or visual poetry.”  When such works are produced by painters, exhibited in “art” museums (why isn’t a library a “verbal museum?”), it is never called poetry (except metaphorically by philogushers–i.e., lovers of gush).  How does it become poetry when put in magaszines like Asemic magazine?  I am aware that by putting a urinal in a visimagery museum, one does contextualize it into actually becoming art–which is to say, that it causes viewers to reperceive in, attach new connotations to it, experience it in a different, visimagistic part of their brains than they did when seeing it in a men’s room (assuming they truly noticed it).  By analogy, does putting works like the two below in a book or magazine labeled a collections of poetry, and perhaps containing work that few would deny is poetry (as the magazine these are in does not), make it poetry?

I say no, because while the urinal is visually perceived and therefore satisfies a major criterion for visimagery, the works below are not verbally perceived–i.e., cannot be read, assuming the handwriting of the one on top is as undecipherable as writing to others as it seems to be for me.  Furthermore, the works below are clearly much more visual than anything else, so why not call them a form of visimagery?  Why not call them what I want them to be called, “textual visimagery?”  (For me, all the pre-verbal symbols of our language–letters, punctuation marks, numerals, etc.–are “textual”. . . until they form words, or convey a significant amount of verbal information as I believe punctuation marks do–for instance, an isolated question mark–which I would argue might be pronounced, “hunh?” at which time they become “verbal.”

There is for me a big difference between the textual and the verbal.  I believe we experience both in a textual part of the lingusitic part of our brains (which I call the verbaceptual sub-awareness), but also experience the verbal but not the solely textual in the lexical part of our brains.  Hence, one’s experience of asemic work like the those below is fully visual but only half-verbal.  Which is a virtue!  It allows the work to have subtle textual effects (very much like the textural effects of many paintings) that are not overwhelmed by verbal effects.   Hence Nancy Brush-Burr’s work, the top one below, does become a sort of poem cue to its evocative power as some kind of wildly emotional letter become verbally incoherent–while achieving visual expressiveness concerning (for me) the circle, or O, approximately in the center of the work.  It seems the objects of an oceanic upward flow of communication gone past comprehension, and–to the left–become hysteric (?), or for some other reason shattering up toward the circle.

Indeed, the work may be a visual poem, after all, for I’ve always been aware of the third line down as “Dear D-somebody”–in a calm before the possible “you” to the right immmediately below the “Dear D-somebody” cause the intense (passionate) star-birth eruption centered by the afore-mentioned O.

Okay, now I’ve revealed both sides of my, uh, condition: excess rationality and beserk intuipretationality!  Whee!

The simple idea I meant to focus on here is that while some asemic work may be literary, most of it is visimagery which takes language and/or textuality as its subject.  This seems to be fully the case with the bottom work below, by Theo Breuer.  Very much, for me, a Duchampian artwork-by-recontextualization.  But Breuer does more than make a textual work visimagistic through recontextualization–he makes what I would term a work of “informrature” appear or not become a work of literature.  He uses text as informational data rather than aesthetic data, as I hold “literature” is, to depict literature–to give the feel of a literary work, in interesting tension with the cut&dry data for machines-only the bulk of the piece consists of.

But there may be seismographic utterances rising to notice, too.  A different sort of textuality.  Or a real language from an ancient civilization, or future dimension . . .

Enough for today, I think. 

 

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Entry 878 — Asemic Visimagery

Monday, October 1st, 2012

 The images below are from the third issue of a zine from Australia called, Asemic magazine, compiled, designed & published by Time Gaze.  I don’t know when it was published.  I found it in a file drawer of mine in a hanging folder marked something like “Work to be looked at More Closely” with three or four other like items from anywhere from four to eight years ago.  Needless to say, I never looked at them “more closely.”  So much stuff in my house like that.  Anyway, a day or two ago I was looking for something else, which I never did find, and thought I might use some of the stuff in this drawer I should have marked, “Kept Out of Sight to Prevent Data Overload,” in my blog–which is what I’ve been trying to do for the past three hours.  My computer and/or the Internet is fighting me.  I failed several times to upload the images, and succeeded only to lose them two or three times.  Right now they seem to be in the entry below.

The top one is by Nancy Brush-Burr, the other by Theo Breuer.  Like almost all the pieces in the zine, they are untitled.  I selected them randomly, finding it almost impossible to rank them according to aesthetic value–which is not to say I didn’t find them well worth “looking at very closely.”  More on that tomorrow–if I manage to get both the images and what I’ve just typed posted today.

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