One of the perks of doing “bad mail,” a task performed by the Visitor Services Department at P.S.1 Contemporary Art Center in which mail addressed to curators and employees who no longer work at the Institute is re-directed back to sender, is that we received books from art organizations around the world. While I was working there we received several copies of CODEX SPERO from de Appel Art Centre, in the Netherlands. It’s such a beautifully edited book of Spero’s gorgeous oeuvre, that I brought it everywhere I lived in Brooklyn, to my parents’ house in New Jersey, to Berkeley, Oakland: everywhere after my co-worker gave it to me. I read the entire book this winter and loved every part. My story is far from exceptional in this regard. Every two minutes there is another victim. 97% of rapists will never spend a day in jail. 1 in every 6 woman in the US has been a victim of rape and 1 in 33 men. Despite this, every awful myth about rape persists. Society will continue to blame women for the clothes they wear (despite hard evidence showing no link) and continue to say, “You shouldn’t have been there” when 73% of rapes are committed by non strangers and more than 50% take place within one mile of the victims home. (4 in 10 take place at their home).
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The performance opens (Part 1: Descent) with a theory-fiction-mathematics manifesto that introduces the dramatis personae and abruptly drops the goat of philosophy into the abyss. This prologue of a mangled philo-fiction or ‘philosophy on acid’ is followed (Part 2: Navigation) by a performative gluing of philosophy and sound in which the auditors become the goats, each completing the chimera according to their localization and navigation of the space. In the final movement (Part 3: Alienation) this personal experience of local synthesis is replaced by an estranging immersion into the impersonal experience of the global, synthetic environment as the intensifying, sonic chimerization moves beyond the sphere of the knowable.
light coming into sky above still black
ridge, moon below planet next to branch
in foreground, sound of wave in channel
using raspberry coulis and olive paste for ink and then stak the plates sequentially in a dishwasher as a form of binding andor take any three things that you have never been able to do and then apply the principles of their making to your life andor read nothing during your readings andor conceive of a book as a three dimensional matrix of twodiminsional grids in which each letter fills a cell at a time column by column in order to form words and sentences andor read existing books as if this model is the case andor mistake sketches of empty squares for maps of desolate places like the middle of the ocean or the surface of a cloud andor change the captions andor write scenarios describing the serendipitous evolution of animals that have undergone domestic breeding so that for example you might describe the labrador retriever as a species hunting happily in small packs for tennis balls strewn throughout the ancient african savannahs and or copy out all the references to fear in the canots by ezra pound andor always pretend that youre gettting the feeling of hickory wind and or run the poems of bill bissett through a spell checker andor better yet run the incantations in the books of aleister crowley through a spell checker andor compose a symphony in which at every beat all the notes of the chromatic scale. OK. Coffee is under threat from climate change, according to a study which found that popular Arabica beans could face extinction within decades. Rising global temperatures and subtle changes in seasonal conditions could make 99.7 per cent of Arabica-growing areas unsuitable for the plant by 2080. So the charnel ground is also a Tantric Six Flags. I really love Dorje Shugden’s palace. It’s built from the skulls of demons, ornamented with human hearts and severed heads, festooned with wet intestines, human skins and tiger-hides, and everything is dripping pus and blood. Romance is possible …
[Note: Sources: Sara Wintz, “Attention Span 2012 | Sara Wintz”, at Third Factory / Notes to Poetry, 11 Nov 012; Trey Malone, “Lead a Good Life, Everyone: Trey Malone’s Suicide Note”, at The Good Men Project, 11 Nov 012; Malak Halmy, as quoted in Graham Harman, “one more for the night”, at Object-Oriented Philosophy, 11 Nov 012; “REZA NEGARESTANI & FLORIAN HECKER. The Non-Trivial Goat and the Cliffs of the Universal: A Topological Fable on Navigation and Synthesis”, as quote in Nick Srinicek, “Abducting the Outside: Modernity and The Culture of Acceleration”, at Speculative Heresy, 11 Nov 012; Stephen Ratcliffe, “11.11”, at Temporality, 11 Nov 012; Darren Wershler-Henry, “from the tapeworm foundry: or the dangerous prevalence of imagination”, as quoted in Michael Kelleher, “Aimless Reading: The W’s, Part 14 (Darren Wershler-Henry)”, at Pearlblossom Highway, 11 Nov 012; JBR; Telegraph article, as quoted or paraphrased in Imp Kerr, “Triple-Decker Weekly, 34”, at The New Inquiry, 11 Nov 012; David Chapman, “Charnel Ground”, at David Chapman @ Wordpress, 12 Aug 012, via Timothy Morton, “‘You are a disposable walk-on character in a horror movie!’”, at Ecology without Nature, 10 Nov 012]