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flight patterns of gnats: paying the [tab] for parametric design

Posted in Uncategorized by batteryboxop on April 6, 2009

flight-patterns-jason.gillette.

I stumbled upon an old series of images I shot of the flight patterns of gnats as they encircled sodium vapor streetlights.  It was an unconscious or a purely aesthetic fascination at the time, but over the previous year or so, having been bombarded with formal pragmatisms of the Foucault/Deleuze/Guatteri trifecta, they have assumed a much more poignant dynamic.

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a structuralist composition of marriage

Posted in Uncategorized by batteryboxop on April 5, 2009

prenup-holga
I always have equated making sense with the making or production of sensation. ‘believe in nieve.’ A life in uxorio, from sense to sensation.

a “coital” conceit

Posted in Uncategorized by batteryboxop on April 5, 2009

I have begun to quote myself. Not because of any particular brilliance I pretend to represent, but out of recognition of the potency of the construct itself. The quote has long since been used to tie essays, exposes, and lyrics into a more culturally relevant weave, as if to say “No, I didn’t sew this myself, I just help maintain the looms”… conceding the conceit of authorship to the more wistful and articulate masters… submissively posturing oneself beneath the shrouds of criticism.

but no longer… No longer, I say! Quote yourself, and as Deleuze/Guatteri have said, begin to “write in slogans!”

(and contradictions)

So I have begun to quote my own writing and citing the various pseudonyms in the bibliography. “…like a nation of planes, designing the skin of the earth.” (Justin T. Sleaves- 1988). The result? Not only does this felate one’s ego, it also alludes to the reader a depth and pursuit into an omnibus nether-region of literati that they 1.)have never heard of. 2.) will never find. What’s more frustrating (and extolling for the author) than feeling left out of an invisible loop? To be “Caught in the loupe,” (Fredrick Millnesbargh- 1879) is to live through “[self]referential hell.” (Gnoland Polar- 1996)N