Monday, July 25, 2011

Nethersphere


It's all neither here nor there. Here's my process: wake-up; goto sleep. wake-up; drive to work; drive home; goto sleep. There are subtle deviations, shades and sometimes even very bright variations to this routine, but for the time being that's it. And what's worse sometimes what seems to occupy the 'in-between time' of these varying extremes matters even less and less. Is this a problem? Let's say I manage to accomplish a shit-load of work and feel very grand or even a little inflated about what I've written or painted, blogged, designed, whatever - how does this contribute any more or less to my process? I'm sure the answer will come to me in my sleep.

postscript: the hunter-gather of antiquity may have not shared the same existential dilemma , although perhaps troubled by dreams of charging saber-toothed tigers, his/her bounty was measured by the warmth of the fire in his cave, and the bear meat in his belly.  Similarly, hearing myself vent all this pseudo-nonsense gives me ample insight into my own un-satiated needs and my somewhat desperate attempts of placing this all in the context of a 'higher purpose'.   

I can sit here and babble as long as I like, but the script is all linear. I believe a revolving pictorial symbolic-system is much more effective in communicating meaning. The abstract connection between non-pictorial language and that which it represents, I think is the basis for much of our species alienation from nature. It's like we're engaged in a constant game of Tetris - everything is always falling around us and we're desperately trying to stack it all up for time runs out.

The best example to describe the semiotic disparity I often feel trying to connected to this 'greater whole' is summarized best by the semi-inquisitive question knocked around, "Do you believe in God?" Of course my reply is always non-sensical, but profound (in as much as I believe it is): "God is a three letter word." To define its literal meaning reaching back to Catechism is helpful where 'god' is defined as all knowledge, all power, and all presence. So, it is clear from this perspective that a god cannot be devisable, there can be no 'thing', 'aspect' or 'position' which is not 'GOD' accordingly.

The essence of what I'm getting at here, is that we seek to understand understanding as we understand it. What's unseen or unrealized is not inherently embraced in our social or cultural paradigm by anyone other than those who dare peer behind the veil.

MEM






Saturday, July 23, 2011

On the Cloud


"'Ere I am J.H." Know what it's like to get a song stuck in your head? I visualized the post hours ago driving home from 3rd shift - and it's maybe alright something to the effect absolutely nothing like what I had in mind. I've been off fuckin facebook (and I remember something about a new perspective enabling a less cynical bla bla bla) and for that matter off-line for about a year - and let me fucking tell you did that FEEL gooood!!! 

I'm on the cloud, man. And the cloud wants information to be free... dig it? 

What a trip. On the cloud you're like on 24/something. You could almost say it's a premonition - but hey I'm not that pretentious... So, yea fuck this is what happens give the boy an iphone... and LQQK... now if I can just stay off the porn...

Goddess Love & Goodness Bless,

MEM




Media Mind's Eye

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The collective conscious informs my meme; I shall need all things.

Corporate capitalism has deforested the garden; made sick oil slick seas.

Your technology is upgradable; on the cloud information wants to be free.

Even though I am still employed at $11.45 hr; I fear the root of all evil in a big way. My debt is always with me; Apple's iphone and ipod, they comfort me.

The drive-thru is open 24 hrs; despite my better judgement.

Verizon bombards my head with radiation, and I've gone over my minutes days ago.

Surely I will not out-live my student loans, and I dwell in this house until Bank foreclosure or tax sale.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Echo Lake



Our excursion through the Kangamangus Highway on Monday, June 29, 2011 began the day before, inspired by views of Lake Winnipesaukee. Riding North towards the Notch is like being inside some kind of a dream on this perfect summers day, in fact traveling this route of Northern New Hampshire is often reoccurring in my dreams.

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As we approach Franconia the terrane becomes more surreal, the trees greener and smaller, the sky deeper and larger. Turning of the Highway to the visitor center for the "Old Man of the Moutain" (which nature reclaimed May 3, 2003) we are pleased to discover the first of several memorial sculptures where dedicated only weeks before. The sculpture gives one the impression when viewed at a particular angle what the man himself looked like up there on the cliff before he slid down... The idea behind this memorial is very keen. There had been some talk of 'rebuilding' the man, as New Hampshire's identity was in crisis. The eight bevels align five or so miniature representations of 'rock' all of which culminate when viewed 'just so'.

The day finishes of with a sweet spot as we pull off for gas and are greeted with a small mural paying homage to Betty and Barney Hill, somewhat notorious abducties in the 1960's.

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Monday, May 31, 2010

MOON IN BLACK - The Church



'moon hangs in black' from the operetta ep performed by the church a visual tribute [ 303iamge ] conceived and composed for this group of adept artist musicians painters philosophers lovers fans or whatever we are hopefully to open a metaphysical fifth-dimension from which to experience the fabric tone and or meaning of this sonic lyrical song~scape 




Sunday, May 23, 2010

HOTEL777



Instructions: Download clip from youtube as an MP4 file then play using quicktime using its LOOP setting

Saturday, May 22, 2010

HW [[SUPER-SYMMETRY]] LONGER EDIT



1997 i made this audio-loop from the intro to the song 'hotel womb' off the starfish album by the church and recorded it on a 90 min. cassette often working while it played continuously in the background theres a certain level of magick this loop transports or transposes onto ones sense of perception. thanks for listening. mem 5/22

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Dakota and The Plow That Broke the Plains


My love for all things The Church compelled me to create this short video. Made in a record time of four days, the video uses imagery from three films as well as original art work by Tiare Helburg as featured on the Dead Man's Hand Ep

The song's cool non-linear narrative is closely paralleled by a visual narrative, and cascading mandalas generated from the Tiare's flower skull design syncopate to guitars, drums, and vocals highlighting changing moods and soundscapes within the song.

I often ask, really, which came first the video or the song? This question for me at times is the cause of a bit of metaphysical vertigo, some of the parallels of narratives (visual and vocal) seem a bit uncanny - to what degree the imagery influenced or influences the song - I cannot answer alone...

video clips are taken from three films (all free of copyright existing in the public domain):

The Plow That Broke the Plains (1936) 
http://www.archive.org/details/PlowThatBrokethePlains1
I Killed Wild Bill Hickok (1956)