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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: cut
Date: Wed, 19 Aug 2009 22:46:13 -0400 (EDT)
cut there were three cuts in the field. some sort of great scythe, swath a meter wide. there were two flocks of birds, mourning doves, pigeons of course, starlings, some other birds - sparrows, starlings - two thousand or so. in other words "the field was full of birds." pigeons huddled on rooftops, i think the pigeon population increased in relation to land disturbance. the other birds would go extinct. kestrels had disappeared. issuance of voles, field mice, present. foxes disappeared. it's a taut selection. development, rabid, is unspeakable, no words for violation fabric. this is a becoming of absolutely lost, not information but its coherency, inhering in the land. what is being absolutely lost is always already virtual, hence uncanny. everywhere you look offline you see death, everywhere online, corporation. neither cures the other, both suffocate the other. i shoot video with this in mind. i'm aware that tape unlike film is indexical at best, one might think the film frame ikonic. what it points to, what tape points to, is doubled, equivalence and mapping - and death. every frame is a dead frame, every video frame has never been alive. from one field to another, aristotelian to quantum, birds and grasses to E and B orthogonal. http://www.alansondheim.org/circlecut.mov