Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.40.0111161345330.7916-100000@panix2.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: CYBERMIND@LISTSERV.AOL.COM
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Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2001 13:45:48 -0500
- on the movement from cdrom directories to videotape on the movement from computer to television on the movement from session to venue of your willing participation as historiographer of your willing participation as viewer killing off my videos. they're slewed together, collapsed/wounded from the desire of the directory, conflation promulgating choice, confusion, repetition: i'm here in the midst of images - you're there held taut by a timeline binding you to constancy. what unfolds for you, never unfolded; unfolding is for the spectacle. combination accrues on combination - sixteen short works combined into one, two large at the beginning, five larger at the end: for me, the order is irrelevant, but linearity is necessary for completion/projection - for the viewer, the order creates signifiers arraigned in taut transitivity; the diegetic continues across the invisible razor cuts; the viewer's in a train wreck of blown meaning. for the venue: open one track/open them all. on the cdrom: the tracks disseminate; they're partial; they lean against one another; they lean against the same; they resonate; they remain incomplete; pornography and desire create loops and projections on the order of f(g(x))=x; everything circulates towards the elimination of processes; everything is capable of returning; the body can do anything it has already done; it can do anything at any speed; it lends itself to you; it is among domains; it unfolds for you; it unfolds repeatedly; it's there for you; it's a dream- screen capable of infinite dissemination. in the venue: f(g(x))=0; every- thing disappears; everything is memory; you are bound to this assignation in a foreign hotel, foreign affair; nothing continues forever; the product production is always already gone; you're embedded in an economics of project projection; you're never there; you're at a loss; it's this kind of loss. of sharing or communality, none. of the order, discrete and well- presented with loss, with this kind of loss, as the translation is made, from computer to video, from video to television, from television to the televisual. it goes there. it's transformed into art. it's a sheaf among others. it's the harvest of shame. "do you know how to speak with a human voice. do you know how to breathe without breathing. for they live beneath the waters and they drink of the sky; for they burrow in the earth and elsewhere move at will invisible through the air. for they are of the voice a u m. if you don't know this, it makes no difference. you may have made this world, and you may not have made this world. of you it is said you are world-created. of the voice it is said, it is world-created. of difference there are many and none." _