Tuesday, December 31, 2024
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Sunday, December 29, 2024
A Seascape from Tasso
From Creation of the World, lines 675-689:
A gentle wind blows; a placid breeze, sweetly
murmuring, whispers and wanders about,
and ripples the waves, which look like
foamy silver among the rocks or by the
curved coasts; often with the color of shiny
sapphires the sea is tinged, and like
pyrope under the sun’s gentle rays.
Scattered sails fan out far away,
shining white in hundreds, in thousands,
faster than running horses and chariots;
painted ships unfold their old, famous
ensigns, and with pointed rostra furrow
their flat ways; all around, the wet fish
thrash, and often the swift dolphins
show off their hunched backs in the air.
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Saturday, December 28, 2024
Antony Williams - "Cosmic Cosmic Marionette" oil on canvas
Antony Williams’ painting “Cosmic Cosmic Marionette” suggests discussions ranging from Gnosticism to science fiction to comparisons with Milton’s Paradise Lost and Nathaniel Hawthorne’s “Rappaccini’s Daughter.”
In the painting, Adam and Eve are puppets (marionettes), while Satan is a sort of sock puppet; all three characters being manipulated by a space alien. But for what purpose?
For Milton, that’s no alien but rather a just and loving God using the Fall as an instrument to advance his love and Grace. Humans must experience a fall in order for Grace to have a subject to work upon. As John Bunyan states:
Great sins do draw out great grace; and where guilt is most terrible and fierce, there the mercy of God in Christ, when showed to the soul, appears most high and mighty.
We can’t be saved unless we sin. God provides the “theatre” and cause of our sin, while also offering the path to redemption from that sin, though His Grace. Do people have any free agency in this process? One might wonder that if sin, grace and redemption are foreordained and driven by God’s will, as it were, then what is the point?
The “science fiction” reading of the garden story drives the consideration of these difficult ambiguities, and readers are confounded as they entertain Gnostic notions of an “evil” (or anyway morally ambiguous) alien conducting mad scientist experiments—compare the Prometheus Alien film and Nathaniel Hawthorne's story “Rappaccini’s Daughter.” Is God a mad scientist? Indeed, is God… God?
Milton has been called “the first poet of space,” and Paradise Lost has been called the first modern science fiction story. Through his science fiction (if that’s what Paradise Lost is) does Milton advance orthodox, heterodox, Gnostic, or heretical exegeses of these matters?
Readers perplexed by these questions should do well to consider the ambiguities themselves—that is, rather the consideration of these ambiguities is the true subject of the “experiment.” Considering the shifting medium of myth and language—let alone our precarious situation in the universe—can we hope to arrive at some kind of happy resolution in pursuing these questions? Little wonder in his sonnet “When I consider how my light is spent” Milton concludes, “they also serve who only stand and wait.” Simply existing in our curious spiritual state, moreover in our nearly imponderable situation in relation to space and time—these are materials of a fantastic cosmic adventure!
Meantime, to view one among many possible Highbrow insights into these matters, please click HERE.
Curious about helpful sociological distinctions that provide resolution? Please click HERE.
Friday, December 27, 2024
Tuesday, December 24, 2024
from "On the Morning of Christ's Nativity"
Full and perfect is,
But now begins; for from this happy day
Th' old Dragon under ground,
In straiter limits bound,
Not half so far casts his usurped sway,
And wrath to see his Kingdom fail,
Swindges the scaly Horrour of his foulded tail.
XIX
No voice or hideous humm
Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving.
Apollo from his shrine
Can no more divine,
With hollow shreik the steep of Delphos leaving.
No nightly trance, or breathed spell,
Inspire's the pale-ey'd Priest from the prophetic cell.
And the resounding shore,
A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament;
From haunted spring and dale
Edg'd with poplar pale,
The parting Genius is with sighing sent,
With flowre-inwov'n tresses torn
The Nimphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
And on the holy Hearth,
The Lars, and Lemures moan with midnight plaint,
In Urns, and Altars round,
A drear, and dying sound
Affrights the Flamins at their service quaint;
And the chill Marble seems to sweat,
While each peculiar power forgoes his wonted seat.
Forsake their Temples dim,
With that twise-batter'd god of Palestine,
And mooned Ashtaroth,
Heav'ns Queen and Mother both,
Now sits not girt with Tapers holy shine,
The Libyc Hammon shrinks his horn,
In vain the Tyrian Maids their wounded Thamuz mourn.
Hath left in shadows dred.
His burning Idol all of blackest hue,
In vain with Cymbals ring,
They call the grisly king,
In dismall dance about the furnace blue;
The brutish gods of Nile as fast,
Isis and Orus, and the Dog Anubis hast.
In Memphian Grove, or Green,
Trampling the unshowr'd Grasse with lowings loud:
Nor can he be at rest
Within his sacred chest,
Naught but profoundest Hell can be his shroud:
In vain with Timbrel'd Anthems dark
The sable-stoled Sorcerers bear his worshipt Ark.
The dredded Infants hand,
The rayes of Bethlehem blind his dusky eyn;
Nor all the gods beside,
Longer dare abide,
Nor Typhon huge ending in snaky twine:
Our Babe, to shew his Godhead true,
Can in his swadling bands controul the damned crew.
XXVI
Curtain'd with cloudy red,
Pillows his chin upon an Orient wave.
The flocking shadows pale
Troop to th' infernall jail,
Each fetter'd Ghost slips to his severall grave,
And the yellow-skirted Fayes
Fly after the Night-steeds, leaving their Moon-lov'd maze
Botticelli - Madonna of the Book |
Monday, December 23, 2024
Sunday, December 22, 2024
Saturday, December 21, 2024
Summerhill, Suffolk, UK
Notwithstanding my subtle enthusiasms for liberty and freedom, I would spend maybe fifteen minutes in this looney bin before I went over the wall.
"The oldest children's democracy in the world." Well, yes. Of course it is.
Thursday, December 19, 2024
Wednesday, December 18, 2024
Highbrow profiles in conceptual analysis: Noam Chomsky noting things
Turn it over to the experts, los mach schnell!
Tuesday, December 17, 2024
Sunday, December 15, 2024
Saturday, December 14, 2024
Michael Moorcock's New Worlds 60th Anniversary Issue
A new issue of New Worlds, the ground-breaking showcase of the British New Wave, has been published.
New Worlds has been a profound influence on many writers, artists and students of aesthetic theory.
For a penetrating review, I recommend Rob Latham's essay appearing in the Los Angeles Review of Books, paring the new issue with a discussion of a related work from the New Wave: Harlan Ellison's Last Dangerous Visions, the publication of which has been long-delayed, but is now available. Please click HERE.
The new issue continues the "mission" to present serious art and writing to a broad and keen audience. Highly recommended.
To view the Jayde Design order page, please click HERE.
Friday, December 13, 2024
Thursday, December 12, 2024
The operative dynamic is a stereo-parallax effect exciting the visual centers of the cerebral cortex, but the emotional effect is a kind of spatial discomfort, things pushed together in a discommodious fashion transgressing the commonplace norms of interior design, moreover an element of ceiling decor in a brutalist shopping mall in a bizarre motion picture
Tuesday, December 10, 2024
Sunday, December 8, 2024
Edie Sedgwick: a real life Carroll Mallow?
Alas, Edie Sedgwick and Carroll Mallow compare in many ways.
Carroll is Bronson Bodine's love interest in the Invisible Tower trilogy. Refracted through dazzling patterns of cultural revelation, she drives much of the plot (as well as the aspirations of the hero) in We Reign Secure, then she bewitchingly evokes a panorama of esoteric themes in The Sky-Shaped Sarcophagus.
Alas, poor Edie Sedgwick. There was no Bronson Bodine to rescue her!
It might be more apt to compare Edie to Jinx Misselbritches, the full-spectrum media project envisioned by Carroll Mallow, in which the fictional Jinx, a woman of the new New Age, would insinuate across geographic and social divides a "Bodineian revolution" in self-image and spirit.
Saturday, December 7, 2024
Thursday, December 5, 2024
Wednesday, December 4, 2024
Sunday, December 1, 2024
Saturday, November 30, 2024
The enigma of not much (the 6.2-million-dollar banana)
Maurizio Cattelan "Comedian" 2019 |
Artist's statement:
To me, Comedian was not a joke; it was a sincere commentary and a reflection on what we value. At art fairs, speed and business reign, so I saw it like this: if I had to be at a fair, I could sell a banana like others sell their paintings. I could play within the system, but with my rules. I can’t say how people will react, but I hope these new works will break up the normal viewing habits and open a discussion on what really matters. We are surrounded by conversations based on immaterial structures, social values and hierarchies that we created, but usually we prefer to forget this; it’s like being anaesthetised.
-- Maurizio Cattelan
Friday, November 29, 2024
Open Call to Artists and Performers
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Wednesday, November 27, 2024
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Saturday, November 23, 2024
Friday, November 22, 2024
Mosquito Wings by Dick Rampen
Another childhood memory. My grampa bought the unfinished mosquito bomber wings from deHavilland at the end of WW2. They filled a 30 acre field in various states of completion and he turned them into roof trusses, sheds and chicken coups. The landing gear were used as hydraulics for anything and everything.
The price was under a dollar a wing just to make the purchase legal.
My brother and I used them as teeter totters and as a playground.
Instruments of war became toys and buildings, a much better use.
Thursday, November 21, 2024
Wednesday, November 20, 2024
Tuesday, November 19, 2024
Ruins of the Ziggurat of Dur-Kurigalzu - consider as a sculpture?
Sunday, November 17, 2024
Friday, November 15, 2024
Wednesday, November 13, 2024
Tuesday, November 12, 2024
Monday, November 11, 2024
Do aesthetic criteria attend viewing or education? Are aesthetic experiences driven by simple or complex ideas? And what relationships among the primary and secondary qualities of objects can we describe in the wake of the "experience" of an aesthetic encounter? Finally, why do these questions matter?
Saturday, November 9, 2024
Do aesthetic values have a place in the description of this image? Or should we instead emphasize aesthetic virtues?
Max Ernst – La mer et le soleil, 1926 |
Friday, November 8, 2024
Emanations 11 has been published!
The latest volume of International Authors’ literary anthology series, Emanations 11 presents stunning art, illustrations and writing from around the world. Over five-hundred pages long, this new book sustains International Authors’ commitment to innovation and experimentation: challenging visual pieces, intriguing artists’ statements, idiosyncratic memoirs, candid academic reflections, astute poetic expressions and cutting-edge speculative fiction. The forty-three contributors represent Japan, South Korea, the Philippines, Nepal, India, Oman, Spain, the United Kingdom, Canada and the United States.
Click HERE (or the cover image) to order.
Thursday, November 7, 2024
A collection of new short stories inspired by J. G. Ballard: Wave IX is available for pre-order
From the Space Cowboy Books description:
A tribute to the fictitious magazine Wave IX from J.G. Ballard's 1961 short story "Studio 5, The Stars." In the fictitious version of the magazine Ballard predicts the rise of machine generated poetry; and in this real-world version of Wave IX the current debacle over machine generated works is satirized, battled against, and disregarded with human generated works, tributes to Ballard, works inspired by the story, and more. Wave IX features an multigenerational cast of writers and artists from all over the world.
Featuring stories, poetry, and art from: Eugen Bacon, F.J. Bergmann, Michael Butterworth, Jacques Garnier, Jean-Paul L. Garnier, Carter Kaplan, Jardine Libaire, Jonathan Nevair, Charles Platt, Aaron Sheppard, & Mark Soden Jr.
This anthology is published by Space Cowboy Books, an award-winning brick and mortar bookstore in Joshua Tree, California, an independent publishing house, producer of Simultaneous Times podcast, and event space.
Edited by Jean-Paul L. Garnier
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Wednesday, November 6, 2024
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Sunday, November 3, 2024
Saturday, November 2, 2024
Andromeda Nebula
Andromeda Nebula:
A Space-Age Tale
is a science fiction novel by the Soviet writer and paleontologist IvanYefremov, written in 1955–1956 and published in 1957.