tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post8235018516181841264..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: At the Life OperaUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-70499011296573796952010-04-19T02:53:02.591-07:002010-04-19T02:53:02.591-07:00Stephen, Curtis,
Many thanks to you both for cond...Stephen, Curtis,<br /><br />Many thanks to you both for conducting the evening (well, mine anyway) into the post-desire path from within whose hidden windings and turnings seemed to emanate the slightly off-key motif of <a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-wood-in-reeds.html" rel="nofollow">this</a> modest opera for three voices... or maybe it was just the screws turning once again, deep within the battered old old house, groaning as the next low bears in...?TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-89971111302243747772010-04-18T14:50:33.865-07:002010-04-18T14:50:33.865-07:00This is exquisite. The firm and sure descriptions ...This is exquisite. The firm and sure descriptions of the biggest uncertainties (and is anything more uncertain than what will actually follow a sneeze?); the procession and architecture of the images. Historians and critics with the best intentions have regularly trivialized and denatured the ready-mades in their descriptions as well as in their praise. I suppose they do sort of defy description. But I think you’ve done for the ready-mades what you did for Bellmer the other day. You’ve given them speaking voices, the ones they’d probably use backstage at the life opera. They’re famous actors, of course, but serious artists also. They want to be understood.Curtis Robertsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-60443386146368238522010-04-18T07:48:01.018-07:002010-04-18T07:48:01.018-07:00Tom,
A beautiful unfolding of 'things' (w...Tom,<br /><br />A beautiful unfolding of 'things' (words/pictures) along the track here, from one 'click' to the next. Night then day, one side of the Mobius strip then another, shadows then light then shade. . . .<br /><br />4.18<br /><br />silver edge of sun in branches above ridge,<br />golden-crowned sparrow calling oh dear me<br />in foreground, waves sounding in channel<br /><br /> acts of perception possible,<br /> to bring into picture<br /><br /> stands in shadow, this “and,”<br /> is only a consequence<br /><br />line of cloud in pale blue sky above point,<br />sunlit green slope of ridge across from itSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.com