Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1208111239030.24620@panix2.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: Bow/Bow
Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2012 12:40:35 -0400 (EDT)
Bow/Bow Start with a bow producing a continuous note on a string, in general a single string, a single note that's mobile, that may be transformed, may or may not come to an end within what might be considered human time, the time of a piece of music, the time of attention economy, the temporality of memory itself. One hand holds the bow. Let's say the right hand. The finger, wrist, and the rest of it, position and move the bow across the strings. Some bows require more than this, variable tensioning of the strings as the bow is moved; the finger do this. But the right hand is somewhat mute, the fingers hold the bow, the bow is moved, the hand moves the bow, the fingers are static in relation to the bow - relative, rather than absolute, addresses. The promise of the bowed string is ontology, the condition of a somewhat permanent event drawing on the spectrum of sound and the body. The promise is that of a continuous event as well, one driven into tracks and tracking, spoors and divisions related to drones and natural temperament. The waveforms are inconceivable, impossible to grasp. The tracking murmurs in the blood; the spoor bleeds. Drones invert the sound and its rhapsodic; the cavern extends outward from the sarangi which reflects pretty much what the body churns. The cavern is the world reliant on atmosphere, on air, on transmission carriers, Higgs bosons holding the skein in place. We wave at one another. The left hand, sinister, labors; it's at work making culture. It touches the strings that the right hand, the bow hand, only hints at. The right hand's tacit knowledge is misplaced; the left hand is in the material itself, the depths of the cavern. The left hand inscribes; the right hand engages inscription. The right hand transcribes the materiality of the left. The promise is ontology. (The bow must coax the string, the resonance. The string replies in fits and spurts; the way of the string is resistance; the way of the bow is supplication. Hence the double-meaning of bowing - the production of sound, and the humbling graciousness of one and another human in relation.)