Thursday, June 11, 2009

TC: Postconceptualism

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I like breathing better than wireless ideation
But strange is the human meat
When it is ripped out of the atmosphere
And arrows are shot into it




File:Giovanni Baleison - Main altar in the Cappella San Sebastiano - detail.jpg




Nothing is personal then

And everything is true
Including love's great circumambience
And the skull in the mirror




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The mortal intimation
Of souls of beings long since lost
In a forgotten past
And the deep pink nescience

Of the thought evacuated tissue
Glaring back at you
Through the empty eyeholes
In the mask




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She Sees Him (Human Emulation Robot): photo by Steve Jurvetson, 2004
Martyrdom of St. Sebastian (detail): Giovanni Baleison, 1484 (Main altar, Cappella San Sebastiano, Marmora, Cuneo, Italy)
Death's-head Hawkmoth (Acherontia lachesis): photo by Trevor Hartsell, 2006
Polish Death Hussar Insignia 1920, from M. Gajewski, Replika odznaki Dywizjonu Huzarów Smierci, 1920: photo by Kuczman, 2009
Jacques Plante's original fiberglass goaltender's mask (1959): photo by Horge, 2008

3 comments:

TC said...

Click on the top image. Her facial recognition software makes the interactions eerie.

elanecu said...

...the sleep that passeth all concepts... Tom

Dale said...

Tom, this kicks ass!