Musings

Andrea Gibson: CLOTHESLINES

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 15:20:15 -0400

You were carried on your father’s shoulders

marching in Detroit’s picket lines

in the same year you were learning to run

from the word “union”.

That is only half of the reason

I am writing this from another city,

remembering Detroit,

the 12th story window of our hotel room…

letsbuildahome-fr: Sunrise at the Badlands National Park...

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 15:17:35 -0400

letsbuildahome-fr:

Sunrise at the Badlands National Park Photograph by Dan Dady

letsbuildahome-fr: Find momo at the bathing pavilion, built in...

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 12:11:37 -0400

letsbuildahome-fr:

Find momo at the bathing pavilion, built in 1922. (at Sunnyside Pavilion)

Disagree. If you can’t have compassion for yourself in the...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 00:32:31 -0400

Disagree. If you can’t have compassion for yourself in the past, you will only ever empathize with one type of person. The type that fits in your present (it’s the uncomfortable truth that we like what is comfortable). And what a unlovely world it would be if we could only understand one type of person.

letsbuildahome-fr: Hiroshi Sugimoto - Theaters...

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 10:47:03 -0400

letsbuildahome-fr:

Hiroshi Sugimoto - Theaters (1978-93)

Artist’s statement:

“I’m a habitual self-interlocutor. Around the time I started photographing at the Natural History Museum, one evening I had a near-hallucinatory vision. The question-and-answer session that led to this vision went something like this:

Suppose you shoot a whole movie in a single frame?

And the answer:

You get a shining screen.

Immediately I sprang to action, experimenting toward realizing this vision. Dressed up as a tourist, I walked into a cheap cinema in the East Village with a large-format camera. As soon as the movie started, I fixed the shutter at a wide-open aperture, and two hours later when the movie finished, I clicked the shutter closed.

That evening, I developed the film, and the vision exploded behind my eyes.”

What would a film look like as a still?

abandonedporn: Life in an abandoned factory by ~Marco-art

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 10:46:38 -0400

abandonedporn:

Life in an abandoned factory by ~Marco-art

letsbuildahome-fr: Museum of European and Mediterranean...

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 10:46:31 -0400

letsbuildahome-fr:

Museum of European and Mediterranean Civilisations

Rudy Ricciotti

letsbuildahome-fr: Turf Buildings | Iceland Hobbit holes!

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 10:46:16 -0400

letsbuildahome-fr:

Turf Buildings | Iceland

Hobbit holes!

letsbuildahome-fr: ro_buk [I’m not there]

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 22:28:14 -0400

letsbuildahome-fr:

ro_buk [I’m not there]

letsbuildahome-fr: Hawthbush Extension by Mole Architects The...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 22:10:48 -0400

letsbuildahome-fr:

Hawthbush Extension by Mole Architects

The firm extended a farmhouse in England by adding an extension with a barrel-vaulted roof that references local agricultural buildings.

"I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of inflections Or the beauty of innuendoes, The..."

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 18:29:14 -0400

“I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.”

- -Wallace Stevens

This is the fifth of Stevens’ famous “13 Ways of Looking at a Blackbird,” and my favorite. Stevens knew how to break a line, didn’t he? Reminds me of sillage, the word for the scent a perfume leaves behind when the person wearing it has walked past.

(via fishingboatproceeds)

Photo

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 00:26:51 -0400

fishingboatproceeds: abandonedporn: Abandoned Nicosia...

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 23:27:05 -0400

fishingboatproceeds:

abandonedporn:

Abandoned Nicosia International Airport is a largely disused airport located 8.2 km west of the Cypriot capital city of Nicosia in the Lakatamia suburb. It was originally the main airport for the island, but commercial activity ceased following the Turkish invasion of Cyprus in 1974. (source)

I don’t know how you can call it largely disused when it is clearly so popular with birds.

fishingboatproceeds: iamkiam: Nikki S. Lee (born Lee...

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 23:26:22 -0400

fishingboatproceeds:

iamkiam:

Nikki S. Lee

(born Lee Seung-Hee, 1970, Korea) in her Projects, in which she spent several weeks assimilating into a cultural group and has someone take her photo within the group. Her identities in these projects traverses age, race, and social classes.

pictured here: The Ohio Project, The Stripper Project, The Lesbian Project, The Tourist Project, The Hispanic Project, The Hip Hop Project.

I love Nikki S. Lee’s work so much.

The Man You Will Meet

Tue, 23 Oct 2012 19:38:10 -0400

It’s been a while since we’ve seen these twelve. But then, it’s been a while since I’ve had a soul.

[1] We’re tired. This is exhausting. Won’t this endless introspection ever stop?

[8] Well, technically, it’s not introspection if it’s in front of an audience.

[3] I don’t really know if God, the collective consciousness and you guys count as an audience.

[7] Hey! We’re people too.

[2] We were people…

[G] Not a problem, that’s all fine and dandy. After all, here in heaven we are free to pause time as you see it. Goshdarnit, now which dimension was that again?

[3] Fourth?

[G] muttering No, no, that’s sugar.

[5] The world is made of sugar? I knew it. I KNEW THIS WASN”T REAL.

[4] Let’s tape him to the courtroom and leave him here.

A door opens at the back of the room.

[G] Got it. Through here now, 12.

[12] ?

[G] Sorry, I meant the twelve of you.

[5] ARUARAGHFGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFTAD

5 faints. 1 can’t seem to speak. 6 is running away. 8 is screaming “Ouch”. 12 is eating something.

[3] What in the world is that?

[4] It’s an agrosaur.

[10] It’s one of the three headed dogs from the Underworld…

[7] It’s sort of cute…

An awkward little man in a fat white, silk suit shuffles in sideways.

[M] Goshdarnit, it’s so hard to get around when he turns off the fifth.

[3]The fifth?

[M] Time. Anyways, this is Jared. He’s the spider you killed on January 24th, 1999.

[1] Oh my god, I can’t look. Someone else talk.

[3] Are you kidding me? Why do we have to do this?

[11] Just get it together and apologize to the guy.

[6] I don’t know what to say…

[12] Solution.

[4] He’s a freaking spider…

[8] Every life is worth something.

[7] Every jelly fish you throw back into the ocean is a life you save…

[3] Except this one is over. What’s the point? This was all a freak accident. He was in the wrong place, I was in the wrong mood. This is all some image generated by my robot overlords to amuse me while they perform surgery on my reproductive organs…

[2] Seriously? We’re in HEAVEN apologizing to a GIANT SPIDER and you still won’t believe in God? If you don’t believe what you see…

[3] Sister, I believe only in the models I generate using axioms for my own amusement.

[7] Did you know their is a clause in the TTC worker’s union that prevent them from being replaced by machines? They are the last bastion against the machines…

[11] Lord help us if the TTC workers are to save us from the end.

[M] Actually Jared here has another hearing to be at, so if you don’t mind.

[J] Uhm, can you make one for my brother too? You broke his leg before he got away but he’s at another hearing.

[6] Have you ever noticed how most truly gross things are small? Like …the hair on mold or fungi. It’s the minuscule texture of things that really grosses us out.

[2] That’s why children’s animations are always smooth?

[1] i’msosorrypleasedon’tkillmemrspiderSTOPLOOKINGATME

[3] Is this the real life…or is this fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality…

[4] People just don’t think things through anymore…is there a why to this?

[7] No, people all care about their existential journeys. They’re just not ready to share them…

[5] WHY IS THERE STILL A GIANT SPIDER IN THE ROOM?

[4] God, you’re so loud.

[G] ?

[4] Sorry, wrong curse.

[10] This is one I’ll never understand. Oof, it just gives me the best shivers!

[6] Dear Jared, I am sorry I took away your one more days.

[J] Forgiven. Now good luck forgiving yourself.

[5] What?! What does he mean?

[12] Burp.

Migration

Tue, 23 Oct 2012 17:40:00 -0400

I haven’t read anything on here in quite a while so I can’t say I know whether or not people still follow or read my page. But I know that I haven’t written anything in particular in quite a while. Part of that was an effort to focus on school and another was an effort to explore conversations in real time.

While that has been rewarding, I’ve realized that my preference has always been with an introspection that is taken at my own pace with a singular effort put towards it. So back at writing it is.

I started this blog 3 (!) years ago to continue a conversation that Praxis had initiated but Tumblr turned out to be not quite the right platform I was looking for.

Instead, I’ve chosen to migrate over to Wordpress where I can share my work and spark conversations and organize my stream of consciousness a little better.

I’ve noticed that some of you already have such blogs and for those who don’t, I hope to see you on the other side!

—

Marissa

http://marissawu.wordpress.com/

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved,..."

Sun, 14 Oct 2012 17:03:02 -0400

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!””

- Jack Kerouac

Photo

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 22:27:04 -0400

Photo

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 22:22:33 -0400

Notepad

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 08:41:38 -0400

Apparently I wrote this, a while back.

an idea is not value unless suggested

faith is not true unless tested
will is not real power unless contested
awe is not inspiration until it arrests you
life is not about arriving to a single point, the tip of a needle, the size of a human egg

do your best?