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Sunday 8 March 2015

Jim Dine: My Letter to the Troops

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Very cool decor at #AdmiralBenbow - Oldest and biggest pub in #Penzance: image via Twyla Campbell @wanderwoman10 8 February, 2013 Cornwall, England

I  Who Is George? (Blind Pew, The Admiral Benbow, and a sanctuary of fellows)

Exhibit no. 3 from George's art gallery: Tres Fingered Mono (monkey) #whoisgeorge: image via Cameron Pilley @campilley, 15 May 2014

Who was George. 
George,  
who was always so eager to make everyone feel welcome. 
He broke his dish when I dropped mine. 
He learns of Blind Pew at the Admiral Benbow and Jim Hawkins being George. 
He thought the second war was a sanctuary of fellows. 
"Not so," said the Cyclops. 
His anger at everything was shining and made old
by one eye's sadness, the ether, the knife, the fictional home.


@samboxall1 @griswood13 right I'm sending my mate round to sort you out Boxall #BlindPew: image via Tom Bell @tom_bell87, 4 May 2013

Lovely dinner tonight in the #AdmiralBenbow pub. The inside is a 18th century ship, the #HMSAssociate. #Cornwall: image via Steven Bridle @SJBridle, 27 August 2014

#PUBS Spotting treasure in historic smugglers inn isn't ‘haar’d’. #AdmiralBenbow #Penzance: image via Christie + Co UK @ChristieCoUK, 26 June 2014

Exhibit no. 2 from George's art gallery: Spitting Cobra #whoisgeorge ??? Hint - psa top 100 : image via Cameron Pilley @campilley, 15 May 2014

II  an angel arriving


Joseph's Dream: Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn, 1645, oil on mahogany panel, 20 x 27 cm (Staatliche Museen, Berlin)

I've checked the day light
The drops of blood, work my big toe on my right foot, asleep on the next toe,
resting.
Your savior obsession -- the mass,
the civil privileges given us by you
the "false" foot forward on
our property, the orange robe visits
with our other preferences
Like the hair,
Rubbed off the beard
Against the tree on the veld,
The head,
Wrinkled by age
fat
As ever -- Back to Front
with an angel arriving and untangling those gone.



Music-making Angel: Melozzo da Forli, 1480-84, fresco (Pinacoteca, Vatican)


III  Ernie Donagh dead

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Que hermosa luna!! Será la famosa #LunaDeSangre?? What a beautiful moon! Will [it be] the famous #BloodMoon?: image via Carlos San Martin @carlosdanielsm9, 7 March 2015 Chillán, Chile

Eunice is gone,
dead, dead

Dead, Fred's dead,
Hercules died without me, Chloe too
Ernie Donagh dead... and now
And now
Doc's gone.



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House exterior on Van Horn Street, Hamilton County, Ohio: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935 (US Resettlement Administration)

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House exterior on Van Horn Street, Hamilton County, Ohio: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935 (US Resettlement Administration)

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Bed and sitting room, Hamilton County, Ohio: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Tenement kitchen, Hamilton County, Ohio
: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935
(Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Bed and sitting room, Hamilton County, Ohio: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Van Horn Street, Hamilton County, Ohio: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Girl and movie poster, Cincinnati, Ohio: photo by John Vachon, October 1938 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Parking lot, Cincinnati, Ohio: photo by John Vachon, October 1938 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Man reading newspaper in Fountain Square, Cincinnati, Ohio: photo by John Vachon, October 1938 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Girl watching the sesquicentennial parade, Cincinnati, Ohio: photo by John Vachon, October 1938 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Cincinnati, Ohio: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

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Typical wood frame house, Hamilton County, Ohio: photo by Carl Mydans, December 1935 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)


IV  grandpa's wizard table

Hardware store, Marion, Ohio

Hardware store, Marion, Ohio: photo by Ben Shahn, summer 1938 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)

In between the delivery room in the hospital and the new brick house on Cheyenne Drive I lived with my Grandma and Grandpa on the North Crescent.  They lived in a small house like their neighbors.  There were a few very grand places but they were hard to imagine as I was one and two years old.  Grandma's floors were very polished and there was a small stained glass on the way upstairs.  My mother and I slept in one of the 3 bedrooms.  There was also an attic but I was too afraid to look in it.  Our bathroom smelled of old folks.  It was tiled white with black tesserae for accent and the toothbrushes lying around had lost their hair.  In the basement was my grandpa's wizard table where he did his sleight-of-hand thinking.  His hammer held the most power and the noise it made when it struck a nail or for that matter any surface amplified the random anger swimming around there from his porcine fist.


Hardware store, Somerset, Ohio

Hardware store, Somerset, Ohio
: photo by Ben Shahn, summer 1938 (Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress)


1.  EAST FRONT, LOOKING WEST - Strong House, 2715 Park Avenue, Cincinnati, Hamilton County, OH
 

EAST FRONT, LOOKING WEST - Strong House, 2715 Park Avenue, Cincinnati, Hamilton County, OH. One of the older frame buildings in Walnut Hills according to tax records, it was also one of the more architecturally outstanding buildings in a cluster of similar frame houses. Initial Construction, 1865. Owned by M. L. Strong in 1884.: photo by Historic American Buildings Survey, after 1933 (Library of Congress)

5.  NORTH SIDE AND (WEST) REAR, LOOKING SOUTHEAST - Strong House, 2715 Park Avenue, Cincinnati, Hamilton County, OH

NORTH SIDE AND (WEST) REAR, LOOKING SOUTHEAST - Strong House, 2715 Park Avenue, Cincinnati, Hamilton County, OH: photo by Historic American Buildings Survey, after 1933 (Library of Congress)

6.  REAR AND SOUTH SIDE, LOOKING NORTHEAST - Strong House, 2715 Park Avenue, Cincinnati, Hamilton County, OH

REAR AND SOUTH SIDE, LOOKING NORTHEAST - Strong House, 2715 Park Avenue, Cincinnati, Hamilton County, OH: photo by Historic American Buildings Survey, after 1933 (Library of Congress


V  Stepping up the alert status

Detail of an Assyrian relief from Nimrud showing horses and horsemen of the royal chariot, 725 B.C.
Detail of an Assyrian relief from Nimrud showing horses and horsemen of the royal chariot, 725 B.C . Activists, officials and historians have condemned Islamic State (Isis) for the destruction of the ancient Assyrian archaeological site of Nimrud in Iraq, with Unesco describing the act as a war crime.“They are not destroying our present life, or only taking the villages, churches, and homes, or erasing our future – they want to erase our culture, past and civilisation,” said Habib Afram, the president of the Syriac League of Lebanon, adding that Isis’s actions were reminiscent of the Mongol invasion of Arabia.: photo by Steven Vidler/Eurasia Press/Corbis via The Guardian, 6 March 2015

Stepping up the alert status.
I seek your understanding.
I am affected by the access, in and out.
We are mothering relevant governments and military watercolors are vibrant and at attention.
The girl, 
The angel, 
The Rembrandt portrait of defection, exhaling clouds of life into the cold air.
I feel love, really up there inside you/"new appearances." 
"Where's that?" she asked, "America?"
America is marching in an unlikely manner. 
1000 lines of battle
2 feathers
come to 
camp ground.
Mr. and Mrs. 
Full up, upstairs coyotes, 
Coyotes, cougars
Wheat fields, unfaithful
Apple trees on the
side of the Jerusalem hills, 
5 year old fingers
Unfaithful and --
Faithful.
And unfaithful wives, 
The landscape, unfaithful, 
Friends and cousins,
My grand children. 
The neighbors across the road (and their animals) 
Your plants 
The people who tend your plants, 
Unfaithful.



Bas-relief from the Palace of Ashpurnal II at Kalhu in Nimrud, ca 883-889 BC. Islamic State fighters have looted and bulldozed the ancient Assyrian city of Nimrud, the Iraqi government said, in their latest assault on some of the world’s greatest archaeological and cultural treasures.
A tribal source from the nearby city of Mosul said the jihadis, who dismiss Iraq’s pre-Islamic heritage as idolatrous, had pillaged the 3,000-year-old site on the banks of the Tigris river.: photo by Christie's Images/Corbis via The Guardian, 6 March 2015

IV  The Joseph Poem 


Joseph and Potiphar's Wife: Leonaert Bramer, 1630s, brush and black ink, gray wash on brownish gray paper, 400 x 310 mm (Courtauld Gallery, London)

Voice, the answer, the moon, 
The crook of my arm/moves the flesh, 
The blue desert/no effect
High and verdant
Animals are chilling your lavender
is fading to lavender.
Please send me home to the edge of the evening, 
The Blood moon, 
You miss it: 
October will crowd itself to no effect. 
Speak "The Joseph Poem."
The Shining bed with phallus
it turns to dust 
A Son of God appears
"a gold baby"
(The audience witnesses the birth.) 
The proprietor, 
An old guy wearing his own conversation like a regular customer looks at 
The radio, very loud in the middle of the night or is it tomorrow night
killing the session,
A mark of an unlikely messenger
knowing the website of the government's channels. 
The ongoing development between northern and southern property owners. 
The try to be aware of  
Top-Man. 
The deep purple reflex 
His bouquet of juniper bears witness to the soldiers 
well-knit by the lies of autumn, 
Styria, 
Once again its
complex soil is -- 
a vagina of money. 
The expression of rage blessed soul and screaming 
Tenor, 
Listening to the impulse of strokes 
The history of screams -- 
Bernini, 
Damaged by a crack
Executed and invented by memory 
Shaping the new Christian road block.



Joseph and Potiphar's Wife: Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn, 1634, etching, 90 x 115 mm (Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam)


Scenes from the Story of Joseph: The Search for the Cup (detail): Bacchiacca, 1515-16, oil on wood (Galleria Borghese, Rome)



Scenes from the Story of Joseph: The Discovery of the Stolen Cup (detail): Bacchiacca, 1515-16, oil on wood (Galleria Borghese, Rome)


Joseph Accused by Potiphar's Wife: Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn, 1655, oil on canvas, 106 x 98 cm (National Gallery of Art, Washington)

Interlude: Styria


Flavius Josephus: The Jewish Antiquities: Jean Fouquet, c. 1465, manuscript (Ms. français 247, 2 volumes), 430 x 290 mm (folio size) (Bibliothèque Nationale, Paris)


Flavius Josephus: The Jewish Antiquities: Jean Fouquet, c. 1465, manuscript (Ms. français 247, 2 volumes), 430 x 290 mm (folio size) (Bibliothèque Nationale, Paris)


Flavius Josephus: The Jewish Antiquities: Jean Fouquet, c. 1465, manuscript (Ms. français 247, 2 volumes), 430 x 290 mm (folio size) (Bibliothèque Nationale, Paris)



Grüner See (Green Lake), Tragöß, Styria, Austria: photo by Neo II, 8 June 2013

#GrunerSee (Green lake) is a lake in #Styria, #Austria.
In the winter you’ll find crisp …: image via Sandra @SandraUpandAway, 10 August 2015



Grüner See (Green Lake), Tragöß, Styria, Austria: photo by Neo II, 8 June 2013



Fünffenstergrotte ( Fünffenster-Grotte ), Peggau, Styria, Austria. Place of worship.
After repeated search I've finally found this hidden mythical cave ;-)  In the rock faces besides a roman settlement there are a lot of caves from prehistorical and historical importance at Kugelstein near Peggau/Styria/Austria: photo by LitterART, 11 October 2014


#gemischtwarenladen #urbex #decay #austria #styria #leibnitz #steiermark #österreich: image via Hansjörg Kraser @DeppusMaximus, 6 March 2015 Sankt Andrä-Höch, Osterreich

The view on our new year's hike today! #styria #antennesteiermark
: image via Styrian Beauty Blog @styrianbtyblog, 1 January 2015


#Austria supercélula rotatoria vista sobre #Styria 23.6.2014 foto: Gerald Reczek @chematierra: image via xavypardos @xavypardos, 27 June 2014

out the door before breakfast for a walk around the vines #styria #austrianwine #icanbarelyfitintomypants: image via Alison Smith Story @texacaliali, 18 June 2014

@Schwarzenegger Ad in #styria... Echt. Stark. Steirisch!: image via Aki @prince_myshkin, 14 January 2014

I don't think you'll find the four gospels in the novel Dogs of War by Frederick Forsyth 1974 #stluke #styria #antennesteiermark: image via Robin Drinkall @TheTreeDen, 24 May 2014

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Finally shot the starry night of #styria. Was quite cold... : image via Patrick Kolar @DrFritzi, 31 May 2014

VII  I must draw the Popes


Funeral Monument to the Anti-pope John XXIII (detail): Donatello, 1422-28, gilded pietra serena (Baptistry, Florence)

Bring me my charcoal sticks

I must draw the Popes 
The bust of the Popes. 
Urban 
Paul 
Reuben 
John 
Francis, I must make 
Their blurred faces
A mark on the paper 
The build up of carbon on my palms. 
On my palms.



Pope Paul III: Tiziano Vecellio, 1545-46, oil on canvas, 106 x 85 cm (Museo Nazionale di Capodimonte, Naples)



 Pope Urban VIII: Gian Lorenzo Bernini, 1632, oil on canvas, 67 x 50 cm (Galleria Nazionale d'Arte Antica, Rome)


Bust of Pope Urban VIII: Gian Lorenzo Bernini, 1632-33, bronze, height 100 cm (Museo Museo Sacro, Musei Vaticani, Vatican)

VIII  The Black Spot
Kāds šņukuriņš nomigrēja garām,ka saņēma #TheBlackSpot: image via Alïna Samïte, 1 September 2013

Who was George. 
North of Villa Borghese
George, 
Where Pope Julius lived in a leafy green room 
George, 
who was always so eager for his orange trees. 
To make everyone feel welcome in his quiet haven. 
He broke his dish when I dropped mine. 
I paid my entrance fee. 
George learns of Blind Pew at the Admiral Benbow. 
His Jewish classics, like the Pantheon for instance, 
were so sure the second war was a sanctuary of fellows. 
"Not so," said the Cyclops.
It is full of pain and his anger
everything was shining and made old 
By "one eye's" sadness, the ether and the knife. 
A Ghetto tradition
Slightly scorched around the edges. 
George, to avoid competition, fills the cavity with nuts
and his sense of terror, a medical falsehood.
George, you're a brave man
On the next toe 
You've been a lot of places 
Your savior obsession -- the dark section doesn't hold 
The civil privileges 
you might find on any "peoples" telephone
Us buy you kid --
Did the cab come or stand on your "false" foot forward 
How about a little light on our own property, 
A rebuke, 
("Do you think you're being too Chinese?") 
This is a perception of pirates giving me the black spot
by the Creator.
Privacy, a coming of age word 
my sea chest, stolen by my relative or 
some local acquaintance 
who empties my house of
sacred objects that I owned 
and was able to buy
because of the gifts in my left hand. 
All your purses on the bed
clawed at by the children
owned by them now
so meaningless 
the robbery of my heart 
two thieves and the victim 
all swimming in our tears 
caressed by gold 
and foundry costs. 
In front of our eyes 
the boy removes 
the hot ore
there is little left now
to steal in America, marching and 
eating as fast as we can 
Japan, winning the contest.


 @brodiegal Quick! Is this the label affixed to the back of the carton? #theblackspot: image via Matt Baldwin @thisbrokenwheel, 27 March 2014

IX  Blood Moon

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Beautiful Photos of the April 4, 2015 #BloodMoon (Passover): image via GENIUS IDIOT @Alpaca_Poncho, 7 March 2015

So my brother won't leave his room
broken and sure of his comb over
a martian's waffle
Bacon and sovereign freedom;
Safe and waiting for
Papal rule.
Eggs and pancakes
No death penalty!
Moths carry me along through the moon's glow.
Pale and sweating,
I'm stealing your flutter and your carnal smile.
I've become a tramp,
My daughter,
I smell you through my aching knees
In the sweet bye and bye
Although the fear of passion is hard to sustain
The music of the Virgin's touch,
Is more like Jesus and the earth starts to dread,
the star missing you.
I really should try "loneliness";
I called to say;
Breakfast was great and forgive me for being old.
The wild family,
meanwhile,
will tell me that the sun is deep.
The trees grow wild again,
over,
I remember your face, forever.



Amsterdam, Netherlands A terminally ill woman looks at a self-portrait of Rembrandt at the Rijksmuseum. Dutch charity Ambulance Wens granted the dying woman’s last wish for a private viewing of the Rembrandt exhibition: p
hoto by Roel Foppen/AP via The Guardian, 7 March 2015
 

Jim Dine's 'Opio' robe (2008) @ArtDeVuyst!! #NeoDada #JimDine: image via Galerij De Vuyst @ArtDeVuyst, 16 February 2015


A pair of interacting galaxies that are known as Arp 273. The larger of the spiral galaxies, UGC 1810, has a disc that is being tidally distorted into a rose-like shape by its companion, UGC 1813. The swath of blue jewels across the top is made up of clusters of intensely hot, young blue stars that glow fiercely in ultraviolet light. The smaller galaxy shows signs of intense star formation at its nucleus, perhaps triggered by the galactic encounter. The image was taken in 2010.: photo by NASA/ESA via The Guardian, 28 February 2015


The Sombrero Galaxy. The galaxy, seen edge on, is made up of a brilliant white core encircled by a thick line of dust and is 50,000 light-years in diameter and 28m light years from Earth. Using Hubble observations, astronomers calculate that there is a supermassive black hole, with a mass one billion times the sun’s, at its core.
: photo by NASA/ESA via The Guardian, 28 February 2015
 
Jim Dine: My Letter to the Troops, 2015

3 comments:

Tom Raworth said...

Dear Tom, Always good to read Jim. See your regular email for relevant picture. love, Tom

TC said...

Thanks Tom, got it!

TC said...

In case it doesn't totally go without saying, there are a lot of poems in this giant poem of Jim's, and a lot of meanings, Jim's, yours, mine -- and he's open to all of them, of course.

Sometimes an incorrect educated guess is the only thing that will get you through the night.

Had stubbornly thought maybe somebody would get up the nerve to pip a squeak about the poem, think it's great, hate it, have a feeling, one way or another, as in -- whatever, like, don't like, am confused by, but -- dream on, old timer.

Pretty obvious that at least the hosts here (okay, boring old people, but we get to think things too, nothing so smart as the thoughts of the idiot young, but still) were impressed, honoured, grateful.

The psychogeographic mapping power, gestural energy and emotional drive of the thing, remarkable.

To entertain the weird idea that poems should mean or say anything at all about anything real, or have anything at all real buried within them, or should deserve and earn and receive actual serious attention, before being filed under whatever idle categorical predisposition, is, of itself, a sort of violation of the current way of things -- too demanding, like. To be serious, to mean something, to admit to and attempt to honestly articulate strong feeling -- total no-no's nowadays, ask any ambitious junior professor anywhere.

Just saying.