The Collapse of Zen / Words from Leonard Cohen / Vision by @emotionalorphan
Playwright Sam Shepard and singer and poet Patti Smith
Following is sneak look at a story from Kim Addonizio’s forthcoming collection The Palace of Illusions, due out from Counterpoint/Soft Skull in September 2014.
by Kim Addonizio
They broke up with Fuck you. They broke up with her standing in front of the door trying to block it to keep him from leaving— he was big, nearly twice her size—and repeatedly patting her head. Patting was the “timeout” gesture they had agreed on after reading a chapter of a self-help book about anger. She had bought the book after a particularly nasty argument, and when she had asked him to read it with her they’d gottten into another argument; he did not believe a book could solve anything, whereas a book was the first thing she thought of, and she was angry because, as she finally told him, he did not really want to solve their problems if he would not even read a book, which was all that she was asking him to do, and then they spent an evening in bed reading a chapter aloud and outlining on a worksheet exactly what had happened during their last nasty argument. They agreed that their arguments had escalated, usually did escalate, in a bad way, and that they needed a signal for the next time things began to spiral.
So yes, for those of you who haven’t seen it yet, this is Avatar Review, a boss poetry journal what features words and audio from pretentious moi as well as from talented people who actually know what they’re doing. It’s a labour of love and its classy, you should check it out.
Okay, so these tiny flying horses come from photos I took of the Niblett Pegasus around Lincolns Inn and Temple in London. In Christianity the Pegasus is used symbolised the soul’s flight to heaven, the spirit triumphant over death and physical decay. Back in the day, though, these guys were the symbols of creativity and poetry. They appear in various forms across most pre-Christian cultures. They’re associated with rebirth, renewal, with the sun chariot. They’re on my blog now because this is a time of renewal at the Smithy too. Also, tiny flying horses are neat.
Gregory Corso & Peter Orlovsky, Paris, April 1961, at Girodias’ nightclub, 7 rue Saint-Severin. Allen and Peter arrived in Paris early April, meeting Gregory there, and hoping to find Burroughs, only to find he’d already left for Tangier days before. They spent the month with Gregory in Paris before heading south to Cannes, St Tropez and eventually to Morocco themselves. c. David Hamburger
a curated art and photo blog with a special focus on mobile art - from an emotionalorphan
Tom Waits performed in 1978 live at the La Brea stage in Hollywood, photographed and rotoscoped.The original live action was shot with 5 cameras - 2 high, 2 low and one hand held.. shot by Dan O’Dowd and crew..The music from “The One That Got Away” blared in the background as Tom sang the lyrics. Donna Gordon is the dancer performing as the stripper, 6 takes and 13 hours of video footage were edited to make a 5 1/2 minute live action short which we turned into animation. A total of 5,500 frames were captured, re-drawn, inked and painted by hand onto celluloid acitate to create this film. Produced by Lyon Lamb Video Animation Systems and directed by John Lamb, the film bore some cool new technology and talent ..and was created specifically for a burgeoning video music market that didn’t yet exist and arguably may be the first music video created for the MTV market.However, a series of unfortunate events prohibited the film from ever
being released or sold commercially, consequently catapulting it into obscurity.
In 1979, an Academy Award was presented to Lyon Lamb for the technology used in this short.
More about this amazing lost film can be found @ ….TomWaitsLibrary.com and Wikipedia.
" A crimson, bleeding, opportunistic truth
has transfixed its gaze upon you
and it is blinding; sunshine in the mirror,
disallowing a vision to come into view.
The oasis is no longer in the distance.
The air grows more stifling,
hotter with every step.
as you run blindly in circles.
excerpt from ” the preface letter” JV-EO