Obsidian static, the puppet master. (Verse 1) The crevice opens like a silent, dusty lung Air thick with minerals and a thousand forgotten years I'm rappelling down the sheer black into a chasm's memory My boots crunch on shattered polymer No sound but the suit's respiration But the stillness is a stage The jagged walls, they lean in now (Refrain) The Paraknowing a cold spike of dread at the base of the skull It’s not a thought, it’s a wave Static buzz. Who's the puppet and who is the master? High-tensile wires disappear into the light The tightening the silent pull above the gully (Verse 2) The godly face, brittle stone work It emerges, eyes blank and unseeing But it broadcasts a sharp spike of loss and profound love My logic stutters, snagging on the input An effigy , a sentinel or just a mirror I turn and see the audience waiting Small, white figures, balanced stone totems They are all part of it (Verse 3) The strings pass through my wrist Not from me, but through...
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Cultural Calvinist & Art Books must embrace 21st Century Technologies
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Art Books must embrace 21st Century Technologies
Q. What happened to post modernism?
A. It became Culture Calvinist.
Q. What has General Motors and Art got in common?
A. They both require ongoing government support, they make things people do not want and they peaked in the 20th Century.
Jamie Campin’s Weekend Australian’s Review article “Keep writhing about art – Art books must survive in this age of visual noise” is a casing point of meaningless relevance and dislocated authority. His points are;
• Society requires the authority of taste-makers.
• Unless the image makes the grade it is just noise.
Image noise brought to you by; twitpic, flickr, photobucket, picasa and tinypic can be overwhelming in quantity and qualities. The technologies are new and are used by many. Perhaps there is something in the sayings ‘if you can’t beat them join them’. Dell recently announced that it surpassed $3 million in sales via links from one of its Twitter accounts.
Getty Images, the world’s largest distributor of still imagery, has teamed up with Flickr to sell pictures from Flickr via gettyimages. The site www.gettyimages.com/flickr is titled Photography with a fresh perspective.
Technologogy & the future of the Book
It seems that the Culture Calvinist taste-makers are still locked in the 20th Century paradigm – that being their glory period when money was to be made via proprietary owned technologies and pushed out by a network of ‘trusted’ bookshops. Today it is freely accessed technology accessed via any internet connection.
Taste-makers need to become innovative if they are to survive the 21st Century. There is no use quoting Oscar Wide ‘Life imitates art far more than art imitates life’ or Picasso ‘Art is a lie that makes us realise truth’.
The 21st century requires its own contextualised statements, not of the ‘Western European Genius’ from past millennia. Our starting point for this millennium is a connected global society. What are our statements – could it be something like ‘Art being AnyTechnology, AnyWhere, AnyTime and AnyPlace’?
Telephone - will never catch on
• Jamie blames Amazon for ‘devaluing books in the minds of consumers’.
• Jamie blames technology; ‘anyone can publish a book via inexpensive technology’. I presume this could be the internet.
• Jamie also states that this technology ‘makes most products more uniform’ where as ‘printing technology can show an art’s strength’.
The internet technology is non-linear, multi-sensory and interactive. This technology would benefit the performing arts, installation and 3D art as well as conceptual art. Jamie is ignorant of 21st Century possibilities and conveys the innovative insights of a document locked in a filing cabinet. Get out of the Black Box! The internet technologies are better suited to the arts than a book. A book’s heriatge is of locked-up and frustrated monasteries. The barbarians have truly taken over. The Churches feared the printing press and the Cultural Calvinists fear the internet. The taste-makers need to embrace the new technologies or become a museum feature just as the Australian newspaper slips from a daily to a weekly to a monthly. Become more innovative like Dell and Getty Images companies. In other words get off the couch, stop whinging and do something new. Stop being a Cultural Calvinist become a Cultural Innovator.
IBM innovation - just do it
Psychological Anchors The characters thus embody the classic dichotomy between logic/control (BK) and emotion/instinct (JB), a tension that becomes central to their survival when their advanced technology fails and they are forced into the realm of the psychological (the anomaly). They represent two vital, yet opposing, parts of the human response to existential chaos : the attempt to catalogue and talk through the terror, versus the primal urge to act and accept the turmoil. Psychological Anchors video What's the real story behind space tourists BK and JB ? Their identities are in constant flux—changing race, age, and form. Host Alex and guest Dr. V dive deep into this "multiverse" concept to explore the two constant, warring psychologies at the heart of the Subi crew : BK: The ultimate planner, driven by logic and an internal narrator . JB: The ultimate instinct, driven by raw, non-verbal emotion and anxiety . How does a logical mind handle " Paraknowing "—...
Puppet Master The narrow, high-walled passage swallowed the sound of my boot scraping a broken cobblestone, the echo sharp in the dry air. Above, a sliver of unforgiving sunlight cut down, carving deep shadows where the damp, mossy scent of the gully was now replaced by the smell of dust and ancient stone. I paused, looking not just at my gloved hand—the leather scuffed from my descent, but at what was attached to it. Thin, nearly invisible lines, like high-tensile wires , stretched from the articulated cuff on my wrist and disappeared into the air above the path. I tracked them with my eyes until they converged on a small, stone figure standing motionless in the centre of the walkway. It was a crude marionette , barely a foot tall, carved from the same pale, cracked stone as the surrounding walls. Dressed in a simple tunic, its blank, oval face held a radiating sense of expectant waiting. Its arms were held out, palms up. I held the strings. Yet, the feeling was not one of cont...
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