31.3.06
interesting encounters - train stories extend beyond the daily commute
since i began the train journeys project, i have had the opportunity to talk to an incredible amount of commuters in the train. i received as many different reactions to the project (or my request) as there were participants, ranging from extreme paranoia to fits of laughter. sometimes passengers passing each other the story began exchanging stories as well, or comments about the 'out of ordinary' experience that is participating in the exquisite corpse style storytelling.
yesterday though, was the first time the story followed me home, off the train and into my own personal space. three guys, whom i asked to jot down a few lines, explained to me that they had left london this morning (it was now 2am), had arrived at the airport to find their flight canceled, had taken the bus, train, boat, train, and were only now, 12 hours later, about to arrive to destination, amsterdam. as a result they had no where to stay, and it was decidedly a bit late to start finding a hostel. admitedly i was very hesitant to share my abode with three strangers (especially being a girl - they were all men). after some reflexion, and my gut feeling giving me the ok, i decided to let them sleep over in our 'guest room' attic. they left early this morning, after offering me breakfast.
yesterday though, was the first time the story followed me home, off the train and into my own personal space. three guys, whom i asked to jot down a few lines, explained to me that they had left london this morning (it was now 2am), had arrived at the airport to find their flight canceled, had taken the bus, train, boat, train, and were only now, 12 hours later, about to arrive to destination, amsterdam. as a result they had no where to stay, and it was decidedly a bit late to start finding a hostel. admitedly i was very hesitant to share my abode with three strangers (especially being a girl - they were all men). after some reflexion, and my gut feeling giving me the ok, i decided to let them sleep over in our 'guest room' attic. they left early this morning, after offering me breakfast.
29.3.06
tell me a story....
testing 1.2.3...
http://pzwart2.wdka.hro.nl/~asamson/cadavre_exquis/
stories from the train - petit dernier. still in the works.
http://pzwart2.wdka.hro.nl/~asamson/cadavre_exquis/
stories from the train - petit dernier. still in the works.
11.3.06
Crow's Nerve Fails
Crow, feeling his brain slip,
Finds his every feather the fossil of a murder.
Who murdered all these?
These living dead, that root in his nerves and his blood
Till he is visibly black?
How can he fly from his feathers?
And why have they homed on him?
Is he the archive of their accusations?
Or their ghostly purpose, their pining vengeance?
Or their unforgiven prisoner?
He cannot be forgiven.
His prison is the earth. Clothed in his conviction,
Trying to remember his crimes
Heavily he flies.
Ted Hughes
Finds his every feather the fossil of a murder.
Who murdered all these?
These living dead, that root in his nerves and his blood
Till he is visibly black?
How can he fly from his feathers?
And why have they homed on him?
Is he the archive of their accusations?
Or their ghostly purpose, their pining vengeance?
Or their unforgiven prisoner?
He cannot be forgiven.
His prison is the earth. Clothed in his conviction,
Trying to remember his crimes
Heavily he flies.
Ted Hughes
10.3.06
le hazard?
"Tout ce qui existe a un sens. Tout ce qui existe en l'homme a un sens humain. L'écriture automatique n'est pas le produit du hasard, mot trop commode pour camoufler ce qu'on ne connaît pas, elle est par nature un fruit de l'homme, une expression directe de la réalité humaine."
carrouges, michel. andré breton et les données fondamentales du surréalisme (1950)
carrouges, michel. andré breton et les données fondamentales du surréalisme (1950)
5.3.06
tom
"so a few years ago after i figured everything out about boy and girl and yes and no, i wrote down the answer and sent it in a time capsule to mars"
-tom
-tom
4.3.06
cruel game
like a wounded bird being dangled up and down in the face of salivating hungry prey.
hanging, the bird bravely survives, heals, only to be re-puctured and pursue its Sysyphian 'task'.
[loud cackling in the background]
hanging, the bird bravely survives, heals, only to be re-puctured and pursue its Sysyphian 'task'.
[loud cackling in the background]