Monday, 30 July 2012

RIP Chris Marker

He liked the fragility of those moments suspended in time. Those memories whose only function had been to leave behind nothing but memories. He wrote: I've been round the world several times and now only banality still interests me. On this trip I've tracked it with the relentlessness of a bounty hunter. At dawn we'll be in Tokyo.

parliament of the birds

What about you - did any of you dream of flying?

telescopes in the mist

As for me, I am busy pointing my telescope through the bloody mist at a mirage of the nineteenth century, which I am trying to reproduce based on the characteristics that it will manifest in a future state of the world, liberated from magic. Of course, I first have to build myself this telescope.

Friday, 27 July 2012

The Revolution must not be fetishised.
The Mission Is Terminated

protocols of escape / suffocating town

...besides, people around here are obsessed with anything like that -safari parks, dolphinaria, stunt flying, it's all the same to them, they're forever dressing up as beefeaters or Hanoverian infantry and re-enacting the battle of Austerlitz...

ballard/ the unlimited dream company

the "political action" which is at stake ... is ... liturgy [ returned to its etymological meaning  of "public practice".]

agamben / the kingdom & the glory

Thursday, 26 July 2012


In 1923, Vladimir Tatlin designed, directed, and starred in a performance of Velimir Khlebnikov's play Zangezi that was presented by an amateur troupe at the Museum of Artistic Culture in Petrograd. Khlebnikov had died earlier in the year, and the performance was to be a memorial to Tatlin's favorite poet. To Khlebnikov's construction of words, where sound was the principle building element, Tatlin attempted to find a counterpart in tangible construction, built with a variety of materials in different surfaces and shapes.

origin of the serif


Sunday, 22 July 2012



noun, plural glo·ries,
very great praise, honor, or distinction bestowed by common consent; renown: to win glory on the field of battle.
something that is a source of honor, fame, or admiration; a distinguished ornament or an object of pride: a sonnet that is one of the glories of English poetry.
adoring praise or worshipful thanksgiving: Give glory to God.
resplendent beauty or magnificence: the glory of autumn.
a state of great splendor, magnificence, or prosperity.

Friday, 20 July 2012

Saturday, 14 July 2012

The thirde tractate of the offices of the comyn peple. The fyrst chapitre is of the office of the labourers and werkemen.

This booke conteyneth. iiii. traytees/ The first traytee is of the Invencion of this playe of the chesse/ and conteyneth. iii. chapitres.
The Project Gutenberg EBook of Game and Playe of the Chesse, by Caxton

seduction by abstraction

Then I showed her my 'records' and spoke - very well, I think - about the beauty of the square, the cube, the straight line. She was listening so charmingly pinkly - and suddenly from her blue eyes came a tear, another, a third - straight onto the open page [page 7]. The ink ran. Well now I'll have to rewrite it.

Zamyatin / We / 19

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

lake of the ingots of gold

One of the most singular things that we have been told about the island of Zabaj, is that which concerns one of its former kings. This king was called the Maharaja. His palace faced onto a thalaj which emanates from the sea; one means by thalaj an estuary resembling those which the Tigris forms when it passes by Baghdad and Basra, an estuary which the salt water of the sea invades at high tide and which is fresh at low tide. This water formed a small lagoon adjoining the palace of the king. Every morning the steward is brought before the king and offers him an ingot of gold in the form of a brick. Each brick weighs a certain number of mann, the amount of which is not known to me. Next, in the presence of the king, the steward throws this brick into the lagoon. At high tide, the water covers this brick and all the other bricks which are piled there, so that they cannot be seen, and when the water goes down, the bricks appear and shine in the sun. When the king gives an audience he sits in a room which overlooks the lake with his face turned towards the water. This custom must never be interrupted: every day a golden brick is thrown into this lake and as long as the king lives, the bricks are not touched.
At his death, however, his successor extracts the bricks without leaving any. They are counted and melted down, and the gold is distributed to the princes of the royal family, both men and women, to their children, their officers and their eunuchs, in proportion to their rank and the prerogatives attached to their various functions. Any which remains is given to the poor and the sick. They take care to make a record of the golden bricks and their total weight. It is written down that so and so, the king, had reigned so many years, and they had thrown so many bricks into the royal lake, and weighing so much; and that after his death these bricks had been divided up amongst the court and the royal family. lt was a great honour for the king who had reigned the greatest number of years and had amassed the greatest number of golden bricks. 

Surely there is a vein for the silver, and a place for gold [where] they fine [it].

Iron is taken out of the earth, and brass [is] molten [out of] the stone.

He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.

The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant; [even the waters] forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.

[As for] the earth, out of it cometh bread: and under it is turned up as it were fire.

The stones of it [are] the place of sapphires: and it hath dust of gold.

[There is] a path which no fowl knoweth, and which the vulture's eye hath not seen:

The lion's whelps have not trodden it, nor the fierce lion passed by it.

He putteth forth his hand upon the rock; he overturneth the mountains by the roots.

He cutteth out rivers among the rocks; and his eye seeth every precious thing.

He bindeth the floods from overflowing; and [the thing that is] hid bringeth he forth to light.
But where shall wisdom be found? and where [is] the place of understanding?

Man knoweth not the price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living.

The depth saith, It [is] not in me: and the sea saith, [It is] not with me.

It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed [for] the price thereof.

It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.

The gold and the crystal cannot equal it: and the exchange of it [shall not be for] jewels of fine gold.

No mention shall be made of coral, or of pearls: for the price of wisdom [is] above rubies.

The topaz of Ethiopia shall not equal it, neither shall it be valued with pure gold.

Whence then cometh wisdom? and where [is] the place of understanding?

Seeing it is hid from the eyes of all living, and kept close from the fowls of the air.

Destruction and death say, We have heard the fame thereof with our ears.

God understandeth the way thereof, and he knoweth the place thereof.

For he looketh to the ends of the earth, [and] seeth under the whole heaven;

To make the weight for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure.

When he made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder:

Then did he see it, and declare it; he prepared it, yea, and searched it out.

And unto man he said, Behold, the fear of the Lord, that [is] wisdom; and to depart from evil [is] understanding.

Vannevar Bush / memex