creator logic [ on process viz content ]

consider an idea.

reframe the idea.

shift your perspective in relationship to the idea: take on a different paradigm, reconsider the idea. what would [ dead artist 1 ] [ dead artist 2 ] [ dead artist 3 ] do with this?

play fill-in-the-blank replacing some of the words used to articulate the idea.

pick the idea up, flip it over, invert the logic, reverse the logic –

what are the consequences on other ideas residing on distal edges of the idea, when it is manipulated in this way – what are the ripples – [ if-then ] [ if-then ] [ if-then ]

is there truth in the idea? intrinsic truth or relative truth? a truth dependent on viewer perspective? on cognitive skill of viewer? on location of idea’s execution – is the truth context-dependant, or local –

if the viewer has blind spots to the metacontent, what can that particular viewer gain from looking at, consuming, or reading the local content?


the bling poem

So far, two of my 30/30 poems are video clips. Animations. It is a puzzle, keeping the text as the focus, playing with the tension of moving text and moving image.

When I make performance works of poetry reading combined with backing film and audio sketches, they work in a much more complex and fluid way than these videos. The bling poem is fixed, for one thing – its like an in-print, book publication. Performances shift and change, they take the audience elsewhere. Since they cannot be replicated, there’s an electricity present . . . mm.

April 12 : rationalization

April 11 : honeytongue

Bling poems because the words are given the bling of movement, color, illustration, imaginary context. The words are dressed.

Most of the poems I’m publishing at my tumblr I’m posting as photos. tumblr has the worst text editing markup management system of all time, at least for me. One has almost no control over how the text looks. That’s dissatisfying.

There is nothing more fruitless than having a work process argue back with me. At times, discoveries are made during the workarounds.

Poetry begins as a series of images; poetry is the most synaesthetic of forms. When the words lock together into the right combination of sound and meaning and the images invoked parade past in an imagined slide show . . .