For the past few years I dedicated my effort to writing. Which had taken over my artistic practice; or to say it differently it swallowed the objects around which I was thinking. I began to use Lisa Robertson’s concept of Videowork to speak of multiple relations between spectatorship and the labour of writing. Which meant that a book I was working on Liquid THE PHARMACY OF NIGHT had been written under the pressure to spectate; to understand what a video could become when writing is introduced as a voice-over. It’s poetry, so I don’t dictate what the eye should feel.
It’s mostly montage, and it senses.
—the tear; a video loop offering at 1:29
soul extrudes what belongs to namelessness
as it swells into effort
sustained in its relation to dwelling.
Soul dwells
captured as it breathes
from the nostrils of suffering and writes.
Soul mostly writes
its songish humours that run through
the drums of its bones.
Soul is sung which means
also proverbial
crosses the sky as it ornaments the hand
hence the medicinal function
of pierced letters
flying
the skin cries in motion
aside from the general assumptions of any group
which is necessarily
a symbolic honing of reproduction
ornament personifies
insofar as it stitches the wound
and turns it into a milieu
of work
but not any kind of work.
Excessive symbolised patterns
squash labour time
but not the dignity of a worker
it’s more like poetry
which subsists the soul bread.
Ornament is mostly associated with scenes of theft, crime and looted landscapes
but also with social rigour, glamorous nightshifts, dizzy dancing and sex on the rooftop
which is life luxurious and oozing persons;
around money gather the videoworkers
around a poem and a porno
around the shimmering value of a stitch
which pierced right into their milieu—
It’s mostly montage, and it senses.
—the tear; a video loop offering at 1:29
soul extrudes what belongs to namelessness
as it swells into effort
sustained in its relation to dwelling.
Soul dwells
captured as it breathes
from the nostrils of suffering and writes.
Soul mostly writes
its songish humours that run through
the drums of its bones.
Soul is sung which means
also proverbial
crosses the sky as it ornaments the hand
hence the medicinal function
of pierced letters
flying
the skin cries in motion
aside from the general assumptions of any group
which is necessarily
a symbolic honing of reproduction
ornament personifies
insofar as it stitches the wound
and turns it into a milieu
of work
but not any kind of work.
Excessive symbolised patterns
squash labour time
but not the dignity of a worker
it’s more like poetry
which subsists the soul bread.
Ornament is mostly associated with scenes of theft, crime and looted landscapes
but also with social rigour, glamorous nightshifts, dizzy dancing and sex on the rooftop
which is life luxurious and oozing persons;
around money gather the videoworkers
around a poem and a porno
around the shimmering value of a stitch
which pierced right into their milieu—