Saturday, December 15, 2007

R was Beyond Him

"Qualities that would have saved a ship's company exposed on a broiling sea with six biscuits and a flask of water--endurance and justice, foresight, devotion, skill, came to his help. R is then--what is R?

"A shutter like a leathern eyelid of a lizard, flickered over the intensity of his gaze and obscured the letter R. In that flash of darkness he heard people saying--he was a failure--that R was beyond him. He would never reach R. On to R, once more. R----"

From "To the Lighthouse" by Virginia Woolf

Virginia Woolf is like a late but precious discovery. I covet her ability to name things from the subconscious, to name the dark into the light, to capture those moments of life, of thought, of despair and of joy, that I have yet been unable to elucidate. She is doing it for me.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

...Manifesto #1

Can you live in a world without creativity? Art, music, words, etc? No. Why? Because within these forms, you are allowed to transcend the drudgerous reality of being human. Through a combination of words, letters, images, notes, harmonies, movement, flashing, toe-tapping, you are able to become as fluid as nature, or ghosts, or heaven, or hell, those things that move in realms outside of your own breathing, shitting, working, bill-paying self.