This quote that you once used somewhere, it comes to you, the word emptiness is at the source and in a whim you remember it, but whom was it by and where to find it back – you search and it returns that you wrote it in a post. And the words that have been in you for a while and that potentially felt like an e-mail but to whom, to him? to her? it hits you, better a post. because that emptiness revisits you, an intense happiness, an intense sadness – again that unease, nausea, ‘tedium’, as was the word in that book you shared together so many years ago and was pivotal to you both and to this. i have to move, i have to get out of this place, a sucking motion nearly 12 years long, like hearing it’s been 20 years and not being able to believe, fathom it, crawl into that perspective.
And what caused all of this, a movie, annoyingly so a movie, something so inherently tasked to trigger your emotions. what are we here for, what of your mother, your father. do we forget all the things, the times, the moments, that we share, the details are lost at least. and then right at that moment she calls. you imagine the green hills and the ocean view.
..to fill the emptiness with emptiness and thus to share it.
“Ik wilde eigenlijk al een hele tijd je terug mailen. Om in ieder geval een soort van formeel antwoord op het open einde van de aankoop te geven die informeel al via de chat voorbij kwam. Maar eerst kom ik toch maar terug op die film, goed, slecht, goed, slecht, het blijft heen en weer gaan, en heb hem toch maar nog een keer gekeken, en nog een keer, voor mij heel ongewoon.”
the way sounds, music, make you remember things you’d forgotten about yourself
Posted by a | more »
KUNCI = keys, soul, rainy season, chicken katsu
Recorded 15 December 2018 around 8 pm at KUNCI Cultural Studies Center, Yogyakarta, during the rainy season
with sounds from // Monika AJAS, Ying QUE, Alicia KEYS, Meghan TRAINOR featuring John LEGEND, SYAFIUTADINA, 何穎雅 Elaine W. HO
Posted by 丫 | reply »
但願您也在這裡 （finding greetings series no. 2）
布拉格 prague – 舊金山 san francisco
kostel sv. mikuláše na starém městě (the church of St. Nicholas on the Old Town)
i wanted to be everywhere, all the time. but somehow time stumbled, fell down, and we were led to change genres because nobody took us seriously. or was it simply taking the time to get back to roots, ironic after that white dude’s patronising joke thirteen years ago (so you came to China to find your roots, eh?), me and my roots, everywhere, all the time. keeping it real is just something really really difficult, you know.
you know, just letting you know, you’ll be an arrival point because there’s a one-way love letter at stake, like determined roots and you, the water between my fingers.
重慶 chongqing – 星加坡 singapore
a hearty welcome: a massive dish showcasing Chongqing’s sprawling high-rises greets visitors at the opening of the Hotpot Cuisine Culture Festival yesterday. The pot——a reflection of Chinese people’s culinary passion——is divided into two, with half containing light-flavoured broth and the other half, a spicy variation. Models of skyscrapers sit in the middle. The municipality is widely regarded as the origin of hotpot.
紐約 new york – 紐約 new york
i started to realise the meaning of repetition. maybe because i was once a teacher, and that’s what one does in school, spinning drills, tires as hips. an exercise machine for getting old and being afraid of being forgotten.
you weren’t so didactic, but romantic still loops. we won’t call it like that because you wanted agency, 醒了 and 行了 again and again, aware of pretentions, but what recourse is there? you make your bed.
i make it again and again. and realise that actually that arendt bit is about systems, too. about the ecology of ‘it’s hard to be a good person’, being holistically compromised. about the distance between a sender and a receiver, about the logistical operations of the greatest love poets——”close to cynicism the way comedians are close to sadness”.
you realise、 you rise、 醒了 (a doubt about wokeness)、 行了.
但願為您描述得更好ASMR
「但願為您描述得更好」ASMR——在糟糕的日子里，讓您舒服一下
雉尾電台，2018年4月20日，凌晨1－兩點
archived recording, originally broadcast on Pheasantail Radio, 20 April 2018, 1 – 2 am UTC +08
featuring selections from:
🎧 《A User’s Guide to Demanding the Impossible》 by the Laboratory of Insurrectionary Imagination
🎧 「Coping Mechanism: The Care of Self and the Politics of Listening in Art and the ASMR Community」by Ashley Lee WONG
🎧 「RECEIVE UNEXPECTED MONEY IN 1 DAY | Subliminal To Attract Money」
in loving him,
I saw small-town laborers creating excavations that other men spend their lives trying to fill. In loving him, I saw moving films of stone buildings; I saw a hand in prison dragging snow in from the sill. In loving him, I saw great houses being erected that would soon slide into the waiting and stirring seas. I saw him freeing me from the silences of the interior life.
From David Wojnarowicz’s “Close to the Knives”
finding greetings series no. 1 （但願您也在這裡）
excerpt from Radio Corax broadcast 13 August 2018, with Claire Serres
無聊的風（氣）the wind of boredom － 多倫多 Toronto
阿姆斯特丹 Amsterdam － 羅特丹 Rotterdam
達拉斯 Dallas － 水牛城 Buffalo
Front gate of the legendary Southfork Ranch, made famous by the Ewing family in the 80s television series Dallas.
巴哈馬群島 Bahamas － 上海 Shanghai
香港 Hong Kong － 柏林 Berlin
View from the Peak of Central Business District at Night
利比里亞 Liberia － 東京 Tokyo
Carnival: The Most Popular Cruise Line in the World
阿姆斯特丹 Amsterdam － 烏特勒支 Utrecht
倫敦 London － 烏特勒支 Utrecht
Women’s Barracks (1950)
Cover Artist: Barye Phillips
图珀洛 Tupelo － 上海 Shanghai
Elvis Presley was born in this house January 8, 1935. The dwelling built by his father, is located in Tupelo, Mississippi, and is open to the public.
樓梯破洞 hole in stairwell － 舊金山 San Francisco
基韋斯特 Key West － 根特 Ghent
Key West now boasts bicycle policemen. Shown here, at the southernmost point in Key West, are two of them ready to do their duty.
發您的郵編地址到ho[at]iwishicoulddescribeittoyoubetter[dot]net ,收來自哪裡哪裡的祝福⋯⋯
Send your postal address to ho[at]iwishicoulddescribeittoyoubetter[dot]net for greetings from somewhere⋯⋯
達拉斯 Dallas － 柏林 Berlin／柏林 Berlin／海牙 Den Haag／太原 Tai Yuan
United States Postal Service Dallas, Texas, Preston Royal location, 29 October 2018
a frightful and weepy one
small scream peeling onions on the eve of all saints
wedged in something that has to do with the world
Science went away for some time, but left rusty Technic behind. There was a small key with a black plastic coated head. We unlocked her and rode with her rhythms, though something kept nerves piqued at the same time as familiarity made everything gummy inside. The remembering of being here before, when things were more regular, and this was before you knew Science, when things were simply intuitive. But now your muscles were taut and that thing on the back kept falling off and you didn’t know if it was your doing or not or if we would survive until Science came back.
In the end you left before she did, and your tight outer edges and chewy fillings didn’t know what to do with the small key except, on the way out, wedge it quickly between something that has to do with the world or the universe. Technic was left outside to nature.
It should have been one week, but it was months, months, months. Where on the flattened earth does Science go? You worried for a moment until you forgot. And by the time she came back looking for worlds in universes, you couldn’t quite remember the game either, only that you had been looking downwards, so it must have been about waist height. She played several rounds over a few more weeks, and almost even lost it for a second.
the best review i’ll ever receive
攝影 photos // 阿科 a KE
Posted by 丫 | reply »
|
.
|
rss 2.0 | feedburner | del.icio.us |
|
.
|
this work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 License. |
|
.
|
site by orange 程康 and ourwork.is. |
|
.
|
best viewed with your character encoding set to unicode utf-8. |
