Isis Copal
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Isis Copal
“Suppose one thing should open out of another – as in An Unwritten Novel – only not for 10 pages but 200 or so – doesn’t that give the looseness & lightness I want: doesn't get closer & yet keep form & speed, & enclose everything, everything? My doubt is how far it will enclose the human heart – Am I sufficiently mistress of my dialogue to net it
... See more“a relation which relates itself to its own self, or it is that in the relation [which accounts for it] that the relation relates itself to its own self”
(Kierkegaard)
Still in the published city but not yet
overtaken by a new form of despair,
I ask
the diagram: is it the foretaste
of paint
it could so easily be? Or an emptiness
so sudden it leave the girders
whanging in the absence of wind,
the sky milk-blue and astringent?
We know
life is so busy, but a larger activity
shrouds it, and this is something
we can never
... See moreThe “idea” isn’t a finished product with identifiable boundaries that one moment sprung into being—one of the reasons artists so hate the interview question, “So what was your inspiration for this?” Any idea is actually an unstable, shifting intersection between myself and whatever I was encountering. By extension, thought doesn’t occur somehow
... See moreJenny Odell • How to Do Nothing: Resisting the Attention Economy
When you encounter a new idea, you change, and so the world changes. When you share an idea with another, they change. When you create a new idea, you restructure the ecological space of ideas itself. At each of these steps, the material world has changed, because ideas and people are part of the world. And when your ideas change so too does your... See more
eigenrobot • the map is of the territory
“Neem een willekeurige geest gedurende een willekeurig moment op een willekeurige dag. De geest ontvangt een enorme lading indrukken: triviaal, fabelachtig, vluchtig of juist scherp als met een etsnaaldje ingesneden. Van alle kanten komen ze, als een aanhoudende regen van ontelbare deeltjes, en terwijl ze neerdalen en samen het leven van maandag of
... See moreFRAGMENT UIT SELF-PORTRAIT IN A CONVEX MIRROR
The balloon pops, the attention
Turns dully away. Clouds
In the puddle stir up into sawtoothed fragments.
I think of the friends
Who came to see me, of what yesterday
Was like. A peculiar slant
Of memory that intrudes on the dreaming model
In the silence of the studio as he considers
Lifting the pencil to the
... See more“We are splinters and mosaics; not, as they used to hold, immaculate, monolithic, consistent wholes.”
Virginia Woolf
“A multiplicity of pores, or blackheads, of little scars or stitches. Breasts, babies, and rods. A multiplicity of bees, soccer players, or Tuareg. A multiplicity of wolves or jackals ... All of these things are irreducible but bring us to a certain status of the formations of the unconscious.”
(Deleuze & Guattari)