Sunday, January 28, 2018

Remembrance, significance.

Assembling records. Creating meaning.

How do you put feeling into banality? There's no need to be original. The most beautiful things are already here.

Scott Carrier stitches together a beautiful and nostalgic soundscape through meaningless records. 
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These newer mediums invested in objective reproduction of reality have their philosophical problems, but they are good for this project of remembrance.

Carrier's project was inspired by Bill Owens' photo book Suburbia



What a great book. Check it out from the Seeley G. Mudd Library where I work!

Robert Adams (1937-still alive as of Jan 28, 2018 11:51 PM)
Capturing an even more banal and sinister beauty in the growing American suburbs.



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Saint Anthony of Padua, the Patron saint of travel and lost things.






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 And here is the container holding his tongue!

Ah but what can we do for these lost things!
Find them! And remember them. And ask other to remember.

Andrei Platonov's Voshchev from The Foundation Pit 


"It was hot, a day wind was blowing and cocks were crowing in some village–––
everything had abandoned itself to meek existence, only Voshchev had made himself separate and silent. A dead, fallen leaf lay beside Voshchev's head; the wind had brought it there from a distant tree, and now this leaf faced humility in the earth. Voshchev picked up the leaf that had withered and hid it away in a secret compartment of his bag, where he took care of all kinds of objects of unhappiness and obscurity. 'You did not possess the meaning of life,' supposed Voshchev with the miserliness of compassion. 'Stay here––and I'll find out what you lived and perished for. Since no one needs you and you lie about amidst the whole world, then I shall store and remember you. ... He laid under his head the bag where he collected every kind of obscurity for memory and vengance, felt sad, and so fell asleep."

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