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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: Dubb, Waiting, Landing
Date: Sat, 8 Nov 2008 12:00:28 -0500 (EST)
Dubb, Waiting, Landing From an older video of Maud Liardon, towards Nikuko (who has exchanged bodies with Julu Twine): http://www.alansondheim.org/dubb.mp4 Modified section of solo dance choreographed by Foofwa d'Imobilite. Perhaps related to The Landing at http://www.alansondheim.org/landing.jpg Let's think about the landing, what makes a landscape photograph interesting, what constitutes beauty, why does this particular one hold the viewer, perhaps the moon over the ocean on the left, slightly distorted by the wide-angle lens, perhaps the lozenge-shaped island on the right, delicately poised in the moonlight, perhaps the jeweled disks or diadems hovering in the air and silent, perhaps the luminous quality of the human-made objects in this human-made landscape - and perhaps these qualities hold the image in memory, as if emerging inchoate from the imaginary, dream and real and virtual and true, and then a kind of gathering towards a strange attractor, not quite symbol but shimmering within the ikonic, the punctum-vortex which dissipates as it forms (the land is so somnolent); and let's think about the moment of solo dance, doubled upon itself, the slightest movement of the real and the avatar, perhaps mycenean and certainly classical, echo increasing as time passes, the body moving away from itself, slightly stuttering, waiting for something to happen, and then, towards the end, but not really ending, framing the chiasm, as if symbolic, the movement caught in the soft somnolent air, memory of a landscape, odysseus.