Letters of Motivation – Move[ME]nt

Loïe Fuller & The Serpentine Dance, physical poet, 1862-1928

Loïe Fuller & The Serpentine Dance, physical poet, 1862-1928

things shifting, slowly, imperceptibly, m-o-o-o-ving, don’t…know…where to…a movement toward […] away…shifting…things appearing…vanishing…[sub] emerging…it might be too soon to say “A Denise”…might be a “A…might be “A…D…might just be ” but at least that is a start…an opening

[flashing cursor on the screen as I pause then press return…and move…toward…

…uncertain steps, uncertain of his convictions, unsure of herself and…]

her future, an uncertain smile seeking a point at which rays of light converge as they simultaneously diverge, searching for the distinctness or clarity of an image rendered by an optical system in the act of moving,

a change in place
or
position, the focus of a lens, whir-click, click-clack

touching the ornaments – knick-knack – with uncertain fingers – touch, brush, tap, tap, tap…tick…tock, hearing the driving and regulatory mechanism of a watch or a clock, a movement toward, finding in the rhythmic structure of movement a self contained symphony…

a series of actions and progressive events, a centre of interest and a movement toward,

move as smoothly as wind across water, move listlessly, move quick and light, move like a flightless bird, like a shoal of silver fish, dart, descend, drift, float, glide, move as if on a treadmill to the centre of interest and a movement

toward the distinctness or clarity of an image,

pace, rush, scamper, shuffle, c-r-e-e-e-e-e-p, glide like a shadow|shadow, twist, travel, totter, hover […]

like a woman uncertain of his convictions, unsure of herself, an uncertain smile groping in the dark for the sub-conscious memory of a rhythmic structure of movement – toward – a self contained symphony.

uncertain seeking, unsure future, uncertain convictions, taking uncertain steps to a point…to a point…to a point…to a point…to a point…to to to the point at which rays of light simultaneously converge and diverge –

move[ME]nt.

Foot Notes

Artists Foot Notes © My Sole

Loïe Fuller image reproduced from https://bibliolore.org/2013/05/20/loie-fullers-serpentine-success/

 

One step forward/Two steps back (anon, anon, anon) – Three Steps into 2017

Left: Found Text in Samuel Butler Exhibition Catalogue 'Travelling the Way of All Flesh', Right: Robert Edwin Peary at the North pole by an unknown photographer.

Left: Found Text in Samuel Butler Exhibition Catalogue ‘Travelling the Way of All Flesh’, Right: Robert Edwin Peary at the North pole by an unknown photographer.

“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”

Yours for a resolute 2017

Extract from T.S Eliot’s Little Gidding, the last of Eliot’s Four Quartets, 1942. Quote reproduced from http://www.columbia.edu/itc/history/winter/w3206/edit/tseliotlittlegidding.html

The Nature of Life – John Ruskin meets Joan Miro

Joan Miro, Barcelona, Carborundum Print, 1970, 75 x 105cm

Joan Miro, Barcelona, Carborundum Print, 1970, 75 x 105cm

A thought for the new year:

“The foxglove tells us that our life is a whole, consisting of youth and age, of flowering moments and dying moments, of buds and seeds, of uses and needs. It is not one big blossom, but a whole plant. Its wealth resides in its wholeness and the relationships of all its parts to the whole. The dust gathers to make foxgloves, you and me. We too can shape the dust. What shape will that be…?” John Ruskin

What shape will you be?

Image reproduced from http://www.printed-editions.com/art-print/joan-miro-barcelona-20174

Merry Christmas Everybodies/Thanks for following

Winter Path © Denise Startin

“Did I Love a dream?”

My doubt, accumulation of a former night, ends up
As many a subtle branch, that having remained the true
Woods themselves, proves, alas! that I offered myself alone.”

Extract from “L’après-midi d’un faune”, The Afternoon of a Faun 1875 by Stéphane Mallarmé, quoted in The Poetics of Occasion, Mallarmé and the Poetry of Circumstance, Marian Zwerling Sugano, Stanford University Press, California, 1992:pp.38.