What's left
inside the faint outlines
of the breath that blows
the dust off the story
resembles footprints
and angels
more inspiration from the margins of The Art of Is with #improvisart
What's left
inside the faint outlines
of the breath that blows
the dust off the story
resembles footprints
and angels
more inspiration from the margins of The Art of Is with #improvisart
"In 1913 the pioneering American composer Charles Ives subtitled his second string quartet thus: “4 men — who converse, discuss, argue (in re: ‘Politick’), fight, shake hands, shut up — then walk up the mountainside to view the firmament.”
-- from Art of Is (just to let you know, I am still in there, reading and making poems and stuff. Thx)
Whose voice
is this, whose
words am I
singing, whose
music am I playing?
I am embodied
in tone and movement,
in sound and story,
the rich tapestry of
listening becoming the
means of speaking
Listen, and you will hear
multitudes
— inspired by The Art of Is shared reading ... #improvisart
I am You -
the one who
sings your
stories of
follies and glories
with the muse
in your ear --
can you not hear
the past pushing
its way
into the present?
-- inspired by The Art of Is reading with #improvisart
Further poetic explorations with the Open AI tool, which I had used for poetry a few days ago and continue onward with revealing a poem ... https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/e/2PACX-1vQft6r3HFEqkQK5a2beC6aGWzr8vuhw8uUdskL5ZjTukfv4zpgRjG04gW23pWkeaZh_obXLgmQocnjq/pub?start=false&loop=false&delayms=3000 #improvisart
info/process notes at my blog: http://dogtrax.edublogs.org/2019/05/21/one-step-further-collaborating-with-ai-open/
These sounds of this lost night --
your breath lingering in my ear,
as if I were another seashell collector --
a huckster with a story to tell --
these are are your words, all tangled up
beyond articulation, twisting along the insides
as smooth as glass, my fingertips gliding
over it all, a gentle hum that comes from
a gentle touch --
We are reduced to tone and noise
and heart and patterns
-- inspired by #improvisart -- Note: formatting is odd here. Go https://write.as/dogtrax/these-sounds-of-this-lost-night
“There’s something that happens when musicians stray from the planned or written arrangement, perhaps it’s that place that jazz musicians go. It’s the feeling of freedom within a framework, connected to our human instinct to keep reinventing, changing, and modifying.”
-- from Soul Mining (A Musical Life), by Daniel Lanois, page 76
#smallquotes connecting with the idea of #improvisart
#AmReading
Theft: A History of Music
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-8X4G5s6Rw&feature=youtu.be
This comic project (it’s a book) and the video connects nicely to some of the ideas being explored in #improvisart
Every single strand
connecting
those words together
have long since
been severed ...
I am removed,
and so, too, is
what I wrote
when I wondered if
I knew what it is
I wanted to do
-- inspired by and in the margins of Art of Is for #improvisart
@flavigula interesting how there are a myriad of connections to how we perceive the world, and how language (spoken, written, programmed, musical) informs our perceptions and interactions ... thanks so much for reading and then taking the time to comment here with words. Much appreciated. #improvisart
On advice of @tellio, I am feldganging across two texts (The Art of Is by Stephen Nachmanovitch and Machine Yearnings in New Yorker), making connections to some larger ideas and wonderings.
Do Algorithms Dream of Improvisation?
http://dogtrax.edublogs.org/2019/05/16/do-algorithms-dream-of-improvisation/
A nod to John Williamson beautiful music True Blue https://youtu.be/x-f01OcUKy8 and Fair Dinkum https://youtu.be/ypk6tuxHI8Y #improvisart #smallmusic #smallstories
@tellio @dogtrax @lauraritchie @katebowles @Algot @timrowe
Two brain halves
dust collecting in a space in between
damaged nerve cells
no longer making connections
no answers
no questions
dementia.
(My mother's condition)
#smallpoems #improvisart response
On Making Mistakes
No one ever noticed,
for more than the second
it takes one to forget,
the perfect song:
the magic of listening
to remember resides
in the blemishes --
the transposed chords,
the slightly off-kilter
phrasing, the slip of the
voice, the chipped reed, the
spit-filled tube, the broken
drumstick, the snapped piano
string, the panic that produced
something to ponder
when the music's echoes
have since long been over
#smallpoems via #improvisart in the text of The Art of Is
@dogtrax @lauraritchie @wentale @katebowles @Algot @timrowe Thinking about doing a mashup-feldgang between two books #smallpoems #improvisart
Two books,
woolgathering between
their covers,
peripatetic
&
practical,
looking for answers
to questions
that i
haven't even thought of...
yet.
I am
where the gaps
emerge ...
the silent calling
of another eyes
on the page
a pause to listen
Inspired by @tellio https://content.screencast.com/users/tellio00/folders/Snagit/media/02a958b7-2f17-428a-a0a3-9b3902b12b1e/helicopter%20view%202.png
@tellio @dogtrax @lauraritchie @Algot .
Until our focus
Always slides to the verge
to see the green grass
brave enough to
grow there. #improvisart
@dogtrax @tellio @lauraritchie @Algot The only thing I don't like about the wubmachine is that it tends to flatten it out....looses the highs and lows. It is a great way to close-read music and phrases. #improvisart
@wentale @tellio @lauraritchie @Algot remixed and redubbed ... another mobius strip of music ... https://soundcloud.com/dogtrax/wenkevremix #improvisart
@dogtrax @tellio @lauraritchie @Algot Here is some verby kind of improv on that song. I think it got a bit wubbed as well. https://soundcloud.com/wendy-taleo/improv-on-musicking-by-kevin #improvisart