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Friday, 4 November 2011

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this is a table test this is an image

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editors’ choice : raga man


Saturday, 29 October 2011

image taken from page 3 of matzine#09


Raga Man, a submission by Robert Fieldhouse to the Copy Paste issue; I really like it. Playful, cunning and quick, this poem delights, beguiles and tickles. These stunted stanzas follow formats seemingly simple, allowing the conscience an unencumbered phonetic, rhythmic pleasure. It reminds me of the Oulipo experiments:


“the seeking of new structures and patterns that may be used by writers in any way they enjoy.” Constraints are used to trigger new ideas and the Oulipo group is an ongoing source of novel techniques, often based on mathematical ideas — such as counting letters and syllables, substitution algorithms, permutations, palindromes, and even chess problems.”

…from Joanna Growney’s blog poetrywithmathematics, also reference in a post from my blog, Dec 2010. As an editor of Matzine it warmed my heart how this submitted piece merrily shook hands with Stephen Mackie’s chosen theme Copy Paste. Reading, I feel like like the words, the words’ meanings and the newly formed verses were each in some way copied and pasted. How abstract a thing to communicate.  The references, the less-obvious poetic formulas, the subject-weaves; I am content to carousel these lines with simple survey, though perhaps there are deeper dimensions to be enjoyed upon more rigorous readings of Robert’s Raga Man

as published on the matzine website

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matzine goes guerilla




last night stephen mackie & i, armed with needles & thread strung past issues of matzine on a wall at zap architectures after party, in the basement of hoxton Gallery. the party was to celebrate the opening of the pavilion of protest earlier that day, exhibited in riba's prestigious florence hall. a bit of more guerilla-exposure tactics athankyouverymuch.



the above thing is an interactive panorama viewer, called photosynth. it's a bit clumsy in some ways, not sure i like it

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josef, jorge & the bezold effect


Saturday, 22 October 2011

jorge louis borges speaks in 1966 while josef albers speaks in 1968. but here they speak to each other today, based on a loosely arranged script machine.

the bezold effect is an optical phenomena which albers used in his teaching. it describes how one colour appears to change lightness or hue intensity when adjacent to a contrasting colour.



page spread as they are presented in matzine#10

i have found no evidence that these great minds ever met in person. like some sort of
necro-networking nitwit i’m strangely star-struck by bringing these voices into close proximity. i mean, these dead-guys really seem to be talking, arguing and believably ignoring each other! imagine the bizarre weaves of conversation that other script machines could conjure


the script machine




re-aligned columns, a fictional encounter between josef & jorge



* this post is a replicate of my submission to matzine#10

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"...the sovereign of clocks and shadows..."


Monday, 22 August 2011





i return to you years later,
grey & lovely city
unchanging city
buried in the waters of the past


i'm not longer the student
of philosohpy, poetry & curiosity,
i'm not the young poet who wrote
too many lines
and wandered in the maze
of narrow streets and illusions
the sovereign of clocks and shadows
has touched my brow with his hand


but still i'm guided by a star
by brightness, and only brightness
can undo or save me


star by adam zagajewski. i read this on a wall in london's underground tube network, on my way home from leeds & birmingham [as part of project context]. i have a fit of goosebumps on every pass. i'd suggest scanning this interview with zagajewski, it takes my mind to far away places and spreads my eyes apart.

i've been blogging less than i use to because my time is spent elsewhere, in those hidden places for where only few keys exist; sketch books, conversations... but these two photographs above are my studies following josef albers' 'interaction of colour'. the top colour study is from chapter 9 entitled 'colour mixture in paper - illusion of transparence' and the bottom photograph is from chapter 14 'colour intervals and transformation'


the virtuous hunt 
for ways of seeing 
spears bounty abound;
a game no trap ensnares



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josef, étienne & i


Tuesday, 5 July 2011

josef, étienne & i


"the search is what everyone would
undertake if he were not stuck in the
everydayness of his own life. to be
aware of the possibility of the search
is to be onto something. not to be
onto something is to be in despair"

walker percy, the moviegoer
[as quoted on page 1 of 'seeing is forgetting the name of the thing one sees' by lawrence weschler]


the image above is my submission to the copy/paste issue of matzine#09; it is of two beds, one for étienne and one for i - two characters from a short story i wrote for the previous issue. i had built part of a miniature stage-set for the piece but the simplicity of this spread, the strange divide of the spine, the butterfly and clone effect, the floating beds in paperspace and the questionable penmanship - these qualities won me over.

in a 1968 interview, josef albers said something provocative, that has stuck with me and seems pertinent here :


"the source of art - or where it comes from - is the discrepancy between physical fact and psychic effect"





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a folly for a flyover


Sunday, 3 July 2011



sunday 19th june saw me lending my brick threading skillz to the  f o l l y   f o r   a   f l y o v er  team

cool, engaged bunch - the get-up had a great ad-hoc vibe and the competence to pull it off

hats off

[looking forward to 2001 : space odyssey]

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phenomenal presence


Saturday, 4 June 2011

p h e n o m e n a l   p r e s e n c    e








"i began to recognize the difference between imagery and physicality, that everything had both an imagery and a physicality, and furthermore that for me, the moment a painting took on any kind of image, the minute i could recognize it as having any relationship to nature, of any kind, to me that painting went flat...

imagery for me constituted representation, "re-presentation," a second order of reality, whereas i was after a first order of presence... it's about presence, phenomenal presence."


images    the mechanical film set of stanley kubrick's 2001: a space odyssey [sourced from wikipedia if i remember correctly]
text   seeing is forgetting the name of the thing one sees, by lawrence weschler. the words are spoken by artist robert irwin 





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the city of oedipus


Thursday, 19 May 2011

   






the city of oedipus
[as published in matzine #08]

like clockwork, étienne + i would spend two long days a month in studio monoculeure. always, the first studio day was the first friday of the month; the second, the second saturday

in turns, one would fall asleep, or employ chloroform. meanwhile the other, thirty three minutes later, would shake his friend awake, whereupon the dreamer would take his dream and put them on a page; the dimensions of their studio wall.

friday, my turn, i inhaled fully and closed my eye. a moment passed before i opened again. absurdly, both étienne and the fresh, wall-sized page were nowhere to be seen.

eight days following, in studio monoculeure, étienne and i met again, rather upset with one another. an emphatic, erratic explosion of airborne blame ensued. étienne defended that the previous friday it had been his turn to capture his dream on the page. only, when he opened his eye the room was empty of both partner and page.

disturbed and irreconcilable, we could  agree on only one thing; to meet again twenty days later.

friday, the first day of the month, with little trust or patience surviving, we hung the page along the centre beam of the studio, ready to take a dream on both surfaces. we entered our respective unconsciousnesses simultaneously.

i was in a heavily-dark place; a vast and dense chamber. there was a sense of minutes passing, then hours. i navigated every permutation of turn and stride  [ if one could call indeterminate movements navigation; my residual self-image was unrestrained, yet unable to move to anywhere ].  a numb intuition said my partner shared this space with me, just as the excited thought skimmed across the void; we had found it!

although consciously imperceptible at the time, an afterimage of the dream persisted - whole and familiar - though strictly unknowable. a double, a mirror, the eye that can view itself directly.

now awake, days later, stylus and knife in hands, both sides of the page were black with lead scratchings. there was no page left unwarped, only two un-placable, unfathomable maps; uncanny in dissymmetries; the city of oedipus




[this is a fictional foray originally presented in matzine #08 in response to the idea 'domestic exotic'. i really enjoyed writing this - and exposing my retina's to the matzine readers was an added delight]

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