Monday, March 31, 2008

The Birds

This is called Birds, its done by Julie Cumines and Sam Gleeson. Julie said she will be sending me an explanation about it soon.

“For Lyotard, then, there exist two ontologically distinct spaces, a textural space of recognisable, coded entities, and a figural space of metamorphosing unconscious forces.” Ronald Bogue

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Monday, March 24, 2008

she spoke to me in a way that made black an emotion

(this is an excerpt from a book believed to be written by J.L. Borges, titled is geometry innocent, circa unknown)
My relationship was already unstable. You might think me infantile to place these problems upon my father. Parents do mould their children, to what extent no one will ever be able to gage (no one and ever is a rather omnipresent statement to put down how do I know what people will be capable of…[put down what a ridiculous verb and adverb of conjugal rights]). But then how much of my problems were just me, how does one differentiate between the problems of the father or the impious instabilities of the unborn, or the born to be, if that makes more sense to you.
My mother as you may or may not know was unknown to me. My father never spoke of her and I don’t care that he did or didn’t, but how can I say that because I would have felt utterly different if he had or I may have felt just the same, as they say (what is this ‘as they say’ where did I get it from, who are ‘they’ and why did they always say things) time will tell but time could only tell in a different dimension.
Anyway I am placing part or maybe all of the instabilities of my relationship upon my father, you my dear, whatever you are, will never know (there I go again with my adverbs of knowing all encompassing time).

My father never finished anything, its not that he couldn’t it’s that he wouldn’t. he never believed that anything could be truly finished that there was never an ending to anything: completion being a word with no meaning in the human id.
He always used (how does this vulgar word make any sense: ‘used’ it sounds as if there should be a ‘t’ instead of a ‘d’ and ‘uset’ sounds like a spit thrown across your face) to say… actually I don’t know what he always used to say even if he used to say anything at all. I do remember him talking of making a little creature in his image and talking of eating it (why does it stare at me, that word ‘it’ why does it stare). He wasn’t talking of making a child or having a baby, being the common nomenclature. No. It was as if he was talking of making one, you know out of clay you know when you are a child and you are playing with mud putting a piece there and a piece here and voilĂ  (voilĂ  what a strange marriage of letters it sounds like you are choking on something or if something is choking you) there is man in your own image and then you see, you see and thgsts guuo (all guttural like) and you realise or you think you realise, without even thinking there he is that man squashed between your toes.

by me
de Teliga

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Cut Copy


Cut Copy, I once got given a promo copy of there first record and because of that reason never really listened to it for about a year. Then put it on and once I got over the fact they where Australian I started to really dig it. ‘In Ghost Colours’ is even better, clean lines, bright geometry and a vocal that is laidback, in a purely Australian way. His lyrics are kind of kooky but I like that….life and music, skating on ice, they must be graphic designers. I feel happy when I put it on and well that’s good enough for me.. (for about a week).

Julie Mehretu 'Geometry of the future'


Julie Mehretu is an artist from New York, some one should organise a show for her out in the antipodeans. Her use of contemporary geometry is brilliant, is anybody as good as her at the moment I’m not sure. Maybe Keith when he gets down low on the g string has better geometry but that’s about it.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Junkspace vs public enemy


This vertical sculptor was done with myself and architect student Ying Wang. Its in response to Rem Koolhass writings on junkspace which are quoted below. The sculptor is titled Junkspace vs Public enemy

"

Junkspace is like being condemned to a perpetual Jacuzzi with millions of your best friends

Junkspace thrives on design but design dies in junkspace

Junkspace is hot(or suddenly artic)

Because it is endless, it always leaks somewhere in junkspace

As you recover from junkspace, junkspace recovers from you

Junkspace is a web without spider

Aging in junkspace is non existent or catastrophic"

Monday, March 17, 2008

Of the refrain


Of the refrain

"A child in the dark, gripped with fear, comforts himself by singing under his breath. He walks and halts to his song. Lost, he takes shelter, or orients himself with his little song as best he can. The song is like a rough sketch of a calming and stabilizing, calm and stable, center in the heart of chaos. Perhaps the child skips as he sings....But the song itself is already a skip: it jumps from chaos to the beginnings of order in chaos and is in danger of breaking apart at any moment. There is always sonority in Ariadne's thread. Or the song of Orpheus"

'Of the Refrain' Gilles Deleuze pg 310


This is a painting I did last week. The paintings is called 'of the refrain' , it is interested in taking Deleuze's notion of 'of the refrain' and creating a picture out of this.


Nick

Gerhard Richter


Hello this is the first post ever for 'The Geometry of Innocence'. I thought I would start off with a image from Gerhard Richter. This blog is devoted to the art, architecture, music, and writing, of myself. I hope it will become an incubator of future ideas. 


Nick Elias