erasure / profile
contemplation on the absence of an egg
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Now playing: Sarah Davachi – ‘At Hand’ from Let Night Come On Bells End The Day.
1876
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Out of the silence of centuries, discrete words will, one day, surface for us …
Edmond Jabès
text without words
unheard conversation
solitaire
(listening to the light)
setting sun reflects from a neighbour’s window
fading white wall whisper
shadow play, apple tree, evening breeze
spaces of silence
allow new possibilities
beyond the edgeless shape
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Now playing: Steve Roden & Stephen Vitiello – The Spaces Contained in Each
Aerated Waters
Marchmont, Edinburgh
P e r s e v e r e
P e r s e v e r e
P e r s e v e r e
P e r s e v e r e
Marchmont, Edinburgh
Not so Chic
West End, Edinburgh
‘Zona AntiFascista’
Patrick Geddes Steps, Old Town, Edinburgh
‘Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio’
Newington, Edinburgh
ARE
U
JELLI
Cowgate, Edinburgh
When the inside becomes the outside
New Town, Edinburgh*
Now playing: Jon Hassell – City: Works of Fiction
I think that light makes material space … light is really the primary form of our habitation and makes surfaces come to life.
The surface holds what we project into it. It is an active site of exchange between subject and object.
Giuliana Bruno
Two sides of the border
Cleaved
Landscape
of mark making
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Lines of travel
<———-
Whilst waiting
eye follows line
of divide – lit
spill on surface
softening shapes
of solid geometry
Celestial movement in concrete
Cascade of perseids?
Constellations and star signs?
Whorl
Eye
Portal
From the atlas of green worlds and frozen seas
From the atlas of mutant landscapes
(Oracle?)
Where the striped fish, with no name, shoal in the ocean of lambent light
Emerging language: futurescape
(in process)
The point at which surface folds
New ecological imaginaries
Ambivalence of the non-human world
When the colour & texture of the sky triggers a memory of James Turrell in the Museu Colecção Berardo, Lisbon.
Dream:
High sun burns over thin snow. The very last snowball harvest.
New languages of underfoot
Spectrum edge
Light cuts
Interiors of darkness
Draped, infolding
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Out of darkness
a huddle of shadows
settle to stillness
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From the silence
quiet violence
of a whispered judgement
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Material Surface / Mental Space
Optic / Haptic
Interior / Exterior
Local / Global
Past / Present
Present / Future
Public / Private
Found / Lost
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Now playing: Lawrence English – ‘A Surface for Everything’ from A Colour for Autumn.
Reference:
Giuliana Bruno, Surface: Matters of Aesthetics, Materiality, and Media (Chicago:University of Chicago Press, 2014).
Photographs from: Edo-Tokyo Open Air Architectural Museum, Koganei Park, Koganei, Tokyo; Meiji Shrine, Tokyo; Rosyth Station; Inverkeithing Station; Grounds of The Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art; Abandoned railway carriage, Turnhouse Road, Edinburgh; Fife Coastal Path; Museu Colecção Berardo; Rosyth Churchyard; Lisbon; South Bridge, Edinburgh; Shinjuku, Tokyo; House Interior; Koganei, Tokyo.
Murdo Eason will be taking part in ‘The Unseelie Court’ on Saturday 21st October at Summerhall in Edinburgh. A day of discussion, film and a night of music, put together by the good people of Folk Horror Revival, who have previously brought their take on the folk horror phenomenon to Cambridge University and The British Museum.
More details on the full line up can be found on the Folk Horror Revival website and tickets can be purchased from Summerhall.
Murdo Eason will be delivering a talk, Embedded in the Landscape: Psychogeography, Folk Horror and the Everyday.
A dream in masonry and living rock
Robert Louis Stevenson
the habit of dreaming and the ability to dream are primordial
Fernando Pessoa
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adrift
casting a line
to pull down
the stars
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at the threshold
of hearing, sounds
of the city, stored
in the stones
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thought bubble
of the white dove
fractured figments
of translation – PA?
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dazzle me
with dreams
of a kinder
kind of blue
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even electrons
get lost
in the forest
(scratch) —–>
this way
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From a walk through the New Town of Edinburgh on 14th January 2017.
(Edinburgh’s) buildings are dominated by locally quarried sandstone so that the stone-built heritage literally grows out of the bedrock foundations of the city. (McMillan and Hyslop, The City of Edinburgh: Landscape and Stone, 2008).
Now playing: Morton Feldman – Triadic Memories (Steffen Schleiermacher).
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Conflux of cobbles
Walking against
Autumn’s wake
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Deep Time
Shore Line
F r e s c o
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a scattering of jewels
criss-cross streams
of early morning light
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drifting
at the edges
meaning, slipping
away
from the words
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Godot Tree
Waiting
For leaves
To fall
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Autumn morning / City pastoral
(King’s Stables Road, Edinburgh. Horse and cattle markets were held weekly in this road from 1477 until 1911)
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Underfoot
the spaces in between
One cracked cobble
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“Several whales have come in upon this coast
Anno 1652, one, eighty feet in length”
Moby Dick (Supplied by a Sub-Sub-Librarian) – on the Fife coast.
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No still life:
Foraging wasps, drunk
on autumnal colour
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Always good to head for a higher perspective. On the way, counsel from the elephant wood shaman.
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Towards the brow of the hill:
a wind blown tree;
an apparition,
forming in the sky
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Always the tracks
of footfall
beyond the now
of time
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Frost already underfoot/ A smothering of darkness/ Celestial lights & the eerie glow of the petrochemical plant/ A heron stalks the shadows
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Now Playing: Robin Hayward – Stop Time (favourite piece of music of the year).