‘Picture it. Nineteenth-century man with his horses, dogs, carts, slow motion. Then, in the twentieth, speed up your camera. Books cut shorter. Condensations. Digests. Tabloids. Everything boils down to the gag, the snap ending.’
‘Classics cut to fit fifteen-minute radio shows, then cut again to fill a two-minute book column, winding up at last as a ten- or twelve line dictionary resume. I exaggerate, of course. The dictionaries were for reference. But many were those whose sole knowledge of Hamlet………........was a one-page digest in a book that claimed: now at least you can read all the classics; keep up with your neighbours. Do you see? Out of the nursery into the college and back to the nursery; there’s our intellectual pattern for the past five centuries or more.’
‘Speed up the film, Montag, quick. Click? Pic? Look, Eye, Now, Flick, Here, There, Swift, Pace, Up, Down, In, Out, Why, How, Who, What, Where, Eh? Uh! Bang! Smack! Wallop, Bing, Bong, Boom! Digest-digests, digest-digest-digests. Politics? One column, two sentences, a headline! Then in mid-air, all vanishes. Whirl man’s mind around about so fast under the pumping hands of publishers, exploiters, broadcasters, that the centrifuge flings of all unnecessary, time-wasting thought!’
‘School is shortened, discipline relaxed, philosophies, histories, languages dropped, English and spelling gradually neglected, finally almost completely ignored. Life is immediate, the job counts, pleasure lies all about after work. Why learn anything save pressing buttons, pulling switches, fitting nuts and bolts?’
Fahrenheit 451,
Ray Bradbury
Books
'If prostitutes’ feet are not warm should the client accede to the moral imperative vis-à-vis the bearing of hot water bottles as the universal male obligation? And the corollary:
what is the nature of a contract?
And:
was Kant a frosty auld shite?
Who knows. Who cares. Nowadays people dont even consider such idle controversy.'
A Disaffection,
James Kelman
“What’s that?” Pooh interrupted.
“What’s what?” I asked.
“What you just said - the Confusionist, Dessicated Scholar.”
“Well, lets see. The Confusionist, Dessicated Scholar is one who studies Knowledge for the sake of Knowledge, who keeps what he learns to himself or to his own small group, writing pompous and pretentious papers that no one else can understand, rather than working for the enlightenment of others. How’s that?”
“much better,” said Pooh
About me: "All artists are prepared to suffer for their work but why are so few prepared to learn to draw?" BANKSY
MANIFESTO AUTO-DESTRUCTIVE ART (London, 10 March, 1960 G. METZGER)
Man in Regent Street is auto-destructive.
Rockets, nuclear weapons, are auto-destructive.
Auto-descructive art.
The drop dropping of HH bombs. Not interested in ruins (the picturesque).
Auto-destructive art re-enacts the obsession with destruction, the pummeling to which individuals and masses are subjected.
Auto-descructive art demonstrates man's power to accelerate disintegrative processes of nature and to order them.
Auto-destructive art mirrors the compulsive perfectionism of arms manufacture - polishing to destruction point.
Auto-destructive art is the transformation of technology into public art. The immense productive capacity, the chaos of capitalism and of Soviet communism, the co-existence of surplus and starvation; the increasing stock- piling of nuclear weapons - more than enough to destroy technological societies; the disintegrative effect of machinery and of life in vast built-up areas on the person...
Auto-destructive art is art which contains within itself an agent which automatically leads to its destruction within a period of time not to exeed twenty years. Other forms of auto-destructive art involve manual manipulation. There are forms of auto-destructive art where the artist has a tight control over the nature and timing of the disintegrative process, and there are other forms where the artist's control is slight. Materials and techniques used in creating auto-destructive art include: Acid, Adhesives, Ballistics, Canvas, Clay, Combustion, Compression, Concrete, Corrosion, Cybernetics, Drop, Elasticity, Electricity, Electrolysis, Electronics, Explosives, Feed-back, Glass, Heat, Human Energy, Ice, Jet, Light, Load, Mass-production, Metal, Motion Picture, Natural Forces, Nuclear Energy, Paint, Paper, Photography, Plaster, Plastics, Pressure, Radiation, Sand, Solar Energy, Sound, Steam, Stress, Terra-cotta, Vibration, Water, Welding, Wire, Wood.
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Hey, This is our first proper gig of 2007 and we'd love it if you came along. Let us know if your intrested and we'll get you tickets sorted out, alright?
Hey lass…nice to hear from you. That sounds like a fairly ambitious project and I’m sure you will have plenty of material to fill a book. Stick us down for a copy!
Not done any snapping this year starting to get an itchy finger for hitting the release button. Found a ton of b+w negs that I forgot about and even worse don’t recognise have the bands. So going to start printing up the best stuff and maybe try and get an exhibition on the go this year or at least knock up so form of website. Terrible for taking pics and not doing anything with them or not even looking at them afterwards hehe.
Keep us posted on stuff down at the Bull. Completely forgot about the Tattoo exhibition which looked interesting.
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Haha yeh, i have been to a funeral there actually, there are alot.
But there's also weddings aswell!
And i kinda like the church.
Well the one next to me is soo much nicer, but it's completely derelict, full of mingers smashing the windows and breaking into it. Ashame really. Aparently it's getting converted into flats. It better fucking not!..
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