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Where text meets image. Where the visual intersects the literary. Often posting 1st drafts and editing in (almost) real time.

Category: mash-up

O’ Dishcloth Colour of the Sun

A classic Piet Mondrian composition collaged incorporating a photograph of my sister’s heroic torn dishcloth.

A ceiling light reflected on the floor, beside the dishcloth, resembling the flame of an oil lamp.

A dyed cotton weave delivering flame to Mondrian’s composition.

Mondrian’s static & inorganic (yet dynamic) composition collaged with incongruity, warmth & organic emotion.

Energy (like Van Gogh’s sunflowers) frayed & twisted contrasting with Mondrian’s geometric formula.

Cubism, Juan Gris & Ancient Iran

Collage and Concept Steven McCabe

Something connected these two works spatially and visually in my imagination. Maybe at first the subtle earth tones. I must have made three dozen digital collages for the GIF. Used many.

Pottery Vessel in the Form of a Ram, Unknown artist, Western Iran, 1350-800 B.C., Ceramic Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Juan Gris, 1912, Still Life With Flowers, oil on canvas, 112.1 X 70.2 cm Museum of Modern Art

Ceremonial (homage to Six Days on the Road)

The road less taken, pupil of the eye, salt storm

Tarkovsky’s sparrow, wheel of resonance & reconstitution

Derelict horizon, toothpick sculpture, Joseph Beuys’ hat

Six days on the road and I’m a-gonna make it home tonight.

More pet rock, more Jojo Rabbit

More The Ramones, more amnesia in blue fish

More candle flame within fossil-bed

More typewriter in fog

Six days on the road and I’m a-gonna make it home tonight.

More icicle tattoo, more Pointillism, more maze

More reclined on golden lion sipping absinthe

More Byzantium, more obsidian telephone

Six days on the road and I’m a-gonna make it home tonight.

More grasshoppers in her wondrous hair

More snow sharp as thumbnail, more invisible typhoon

more evidence of blossom, more tree root-rotting

Six days on the road and I’m a-gonna make it home tonight.

O’ robe covered in black tar, O’ shadow like a cloak

O’ she spoke in truth, O’ I died in truth

O’ ironing board made of Noah’s ark

Six days on the road and I’m a-gonna make it home tonight.

O’ heartbeat long for Jupiter, O’ broken thermometer

O’ heel on Beatle boots, O’ whispering, O’ dirty dishes

O’ blood on envelope, O’ cat staying out all night

Six days on the road and I’m a-gonna make it home tonight.

Ceremonial aspirin, ceremonial clock-radio, ceremonial feet on floor

Ceremonial Dharmachakra, ceremonial embroidery

Ceremonial right from wrong

Six days on the road and I’m a-gonna make it home tonight.

Image: Wheel of Sun temple of Konarak World Heritage monument: Orissa, India

Bring Out the Trees in the Heart

The unseen has now been seen

Bring out the nets braided with theory

Theories made of thread

Threads made of air

Bring out the threads made of air

One filament of ornamental air encoded within a supposed entity

Transmitting thirst

Hail the laws of Cyrus!

A juror concealed within valves of light

Whistles alarm sound-song sharp as a needle

Revealed

In mound-like hills

A supposed entity carries forward the encoded cylindrical laws of Cyrus

The unseen has now been seen – running upon a wall

Place the ladder beside a wall

Bring out the trees in the heart 

Bring out the heart in the psyche

Forgotten in the garden light-years away

Bring out the ladders built of light-years

One filament of ornamental air encoded within a supposed entity

Transmitting hunger

Hail the laws of Cyrus!

Laws made of ladders reach into star-cycles

A juror concealed within valves of light

Whistles alarm sound-song sharp as a needle

Revealing

A supposed entity carries forward the encoded cylindrical laws of Cyrus

The unseen has now been seen – moving its lips

On TV – remember TV?

One filament of ornamental air encoded within a supposed entity

Transmitting

The unseen remember justice

Ten by ten the innocent fall

In a garden light-years away

A supposed entity

Chanting

Bring out the nets braided with theory

And theories built of ladders

Hail the laws of Cyrus!

A juror concealed within valves of light

Whistles alarm

Within a mound-like hill

Law encodes a star-cycle of justice

One by one the guilty await

A supposed entity

Carries forward the encoded cylindrical laws of Cyrus

Chanting

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I juxtaposed stills from the film Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975) with stills from a televised theatrical production of Twelve Angry Men (1954). I used the copyrighted images under fair play provisions for educational or commentary (& non-profit) purposes.

GIF Experiments: 12 (Creating digital images from ancient sources to accompany related text)

I adapted the sort of art & design nobody signed their name to for the digital collages in this GIF: book covers and a couple B&W illustrations exploring ancient/antiquarian themes & styles. These digital collages are a ‘mash-up’ (remember that term?) and thus, one could say, new works. I continue creating GIFS using vignettes, or anecdotes, from my December, 2019 literary non-fiction book Meme-Noir.

The vignette here is, I suppose, something that happens when the body creates a metaphor or connects to memory in DNA. It relates to the feeling of the images I worked with.

This is a GIF because it is created in a GIF format but it is inordinately long, almost two minutes, with a huge image file. I will create smaller, more ‘traditional’ GIFS from this group of images.