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FiftyFive ~ # 52
I have mentioned Picasso's ideas on art and his textual interventions on Delacroix (for example) and I am attached to the idea that art need not seek out the new all of the time. For we have such a strong historical tradition to re-enforce the modern, it doesn't have to be separated and split (see what happened when we did that to the atom - rupture is a better word than split). We are all patchworks, made up of different scraps and nations and races and influences and I am with Jacques Derrida when he describes the future as somewhere we can see in the present with a trace of the past to help guide our way. And as Milan Kundera reminds us, "...the history of art is 
perishable. The babble of art is eternal." Of course he also said, "What takes flight will one day come to earth.." and we are back with Icarus flying. Therefore, I give a choral past with a textually intervened saxophone to marry the ancient and modernity in musical bliss - I love the liquid textures of this piece, simply for its own melodic sake and I could imagine flying to this sound; in a hot air balloon would be nice. The subtext of this blog is "fragments, traces and grace notes" and it is beginning to make sense to me. Don Delillo said he writes to find out what he knows. I like writing to find out what I am thinking (for it is a noisy world and sometimes my hearing isn't so good).
I have mentioned Picasso's ideas on art and his textual interventions on Delacroix (for example) and I am attached to the idea that art need not seek out the new all of the time. For we have such a strong historical tradition to re-enforce the modern, it doesn't have to be separated and split (see what happened when we did that to the atom - rupture is a better word than split). We are all patchworks, made up of different scraps and nations and races and influences and I am with Jacques Derrida when he describes the future as somewhere we can see in the present with a trace of the past to help guide our way. And as Milan Kundera reminds us, "...the history of art is 
perishable. The babble of art is eternal." Of course he also said, "What takes flight will one day come to earth.." and we are back with Icarus flying. Therefore, I give a choral past with a textually intervened saxophone to marry the ancient and modernity in musical bliss - I love the liquid textures of this piece, simply for its own melodic sake and I could imagine flying to this sound; in a hot air balloon would be nice. The subtext of this blog is "fragments, traces and grace notes" and it is beginning to make sense to me. Don Delillo said he writes to find out what he knows. I like writing to find out what I am thinking (for it is a noisy world and sometimes my hearing isn't so good).
