something to do - with great gratitude - otherwise than

Breaking Bad

kickknees — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 04:10:24 +0000

Your faith in your friends is yours

kickknees — Mon, 30 Jan 2012 10:23:04 +0000

A Gesture Of The Earth Against Capitalism

kickknees — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 00:10:13 +0000

This is a poster I made with Natalie Häusler while at studying at Bard in 2010. The two images in the poster are (above) the icelandic volcano Eyjafjallajökull which erupted in April 2010 and suspended air travel in Europe for a number of days, and (below) a submarine image of the broken pipe gushing oil into the Gulf during the Deepwater Horizon Oil Spill, also in April 2010. Natalie was obsessed with the imagery circulating around these two events and declared that this was “a gesture of the earth against capitalism”. I used that phrase as the seed text from which to generate a diastic poem (a method created by Jackson Mac Low). We hand cut the type for the arrangement of text from a poster we found at another exhibition on campus. The majority of the type is embedded in the digital image of the poster, except for the letters of the seed text, which, if you run your fingers over the poster (of which there are two) then you can feel / spell Natalie’s phrase: a gesture of the earth against capitalism.

slight rift

kickknees — Fri, 20 Jan 2012 03:48:10 +0000

jockbot vs. dorkbot

kickknees — Mon, 16 May 2011 14:56:47 +0000

The boys went over to Aggers house for a piss up and everyone who turned up had to give a speech in praise of love. When Stoppa’s turn came to speak he said he wasn’t sure if his talk was going to be absurd or funny, but in any case he went on to to tell this story about Eros:

Back in the day humans were double bodied, with faces and limbs turned away from each other, like siamese twins fused back-to-back. These odd creatures were almost spherical in shape and looked like clowns doing cartwheels. They came in three sexes: male, female and androgynous, who were half of each. Apparently they were extremely arrogant creatures, powerful and resourceful but also grotesque and filthy, rolling about the place eating and masturbating and basically being in love with themselves. In their vanity and self-adoration these spherical blobs decided to scale the heavens and challenge the gods. Prior to this Zeus merely found them irritating, but after such a show of petulance he seriously considered blasting them to death with thunderbolts. Zeus wasn’t exactly selfless it must be said, and wanting to keep the devotions and offerings of the arrogant humans he settled for chopping them in half, making two bodies of each. After the butchery Zeus left the cosmetic surgery up to Appollo who turned the faces of each and stretched the skin tightly, stitching the new body up at the belly button, a scar left as reminder. But if arrogance was characteristic of the quadruped then forgetting was characteristic of the new biped. Since then, humans have run around blindly and obsessively looking for love, forever searching to find their other half whom they have forgotten. And when the humans do fall in love – although they can never know if their love is their lost half – they proclaim to feel ‘whole’.

I think Stoppa is right to ask if his speech is absurd. The concept of love as loss, as a forgetting, and as lacking, specifically as being a bifurcation, is not all that appealing. Would one really want to limit a concept of love to an amnesic coupling? To speak about the origin of humanity as contemporaneous with the creation of love, that is to say, at their origin humans are constituted by love, is actually very appealing, but I was wanting to think love more as a fusion and a binding, a membering rather than a remembering, and certainly not a brutal cleave in two. Of course, love simultaneously remembers and forgets, contains both fusion and fission, its event is a complex. So maybe Stoppa’s absurd tale has its logic, and knowing his comic reputation he’s no doubt enjoying a laugh. In any case, it sounds like our bulbous ancestors well deserved the chop.

A different tale of the origin of humanity was told in the house of Bernard Stiegler, the philosopher who discovered his calling for philosophy whilst serving jail time for armed robbery. On the occasion of his 48th birthday he was visited by two Melbourne-based filmmakers who were in the middle of a trip up the river Danube whilst making their beautiful film The Ister. As the guests arrive for his birthday party Stiegler tells us

till town media

kickknees — Sun, 26 Dec 2010 15:00:02 +0000

rack tarts romping

kickknees — Tue, 26 Oct 2010 04:27:17 +0000

decaf realism

kickknees — Mon, 18 Oct 2010 06:02:45 +0000

thanks for shopping with us

kickknees — Wed, 29 Sep 2010 09:02:21 +0000

(the) wilderness is an image (now)

kickknees — Mon, 28 Jun 2010 06:02:47 +0000