Is another man’s mortar: from Hadrian to Maxentius along the Appian Way, frescoed sea-horse becomes filler for an unfinished throne room wall. Our archaeological Virgil through it all (drawings, lacunae-riddled plans, 3D scanners, holes full of dirt and equivocal chunks) enjoying his job exactly as much as one reckons he oughta.
On the way from voodoo exhibition to Tamaas seminar in translation: passionate bisous for philosophers.
“For those who submitted to disorientation, it was a success.” “Submit,” says Tom: “that’s the perfect word.” An old archaeologist friend, alongside whom I worked at my first and only dig, two decades ago, veering over the hole listening for voices. Hearing the unconscious, seeing the strata of history in the strata of bricks above [...]
Come see X Locus (Abluvion), a collaborative installation by Jennifer Scappettone (text/sound design), Paul Rudy (sound design), and Agency Architecture (environmental media), at the Open Studios event at the American Academy in Rome Wednesday, 25 May, 2011. Il consiglio di amministrazione dell’American Academy in Rome William B. Hart, Presidente del consiglio di amministrazione Adele Chatfield-Taylor, [...]
How the writing of Marco Giovenale and other current Italian “poetry of research” can and has to be distinguished from Flarf, with which it identifies (to a certain extent): history. (fou / fenêtre) Glockenspiel – e nel freddo nel pieno è che il freddo è nel pieno della schiena: sulle scapole sulla spina per agosto [...]
And this flight away, not toward (this being a recollection predated after the flood), the exquisitely hammered-away granite isle of perfect crossings will give rise to a conversation about compression: the constraint of the cube, on the one hand, producing energy by compression, and the infinite permutations of the grid.
On Thursday, April 28 at 8 PM in the cortile of the McKim, Mead and White Building at the American Academy in Rome, there will be an opening reception for a collaborative installation titled X LOCUS, featuring environmental media by Founders Rome Prize winners in Architecture Ersela Kripa and Stephen Mueller, sound by Elliott Carter [...]
& the proposal some days ago to climb a sinuous Scarpa “tromba delle scale” / “conch-shaft of stairs— that’s how, late one night, we solved the phrase in translation of Amelia Rosselli’s “The Libellula”— wrong foot first: more infant steps up through the byways of history & love at first insight, & second & third.
In the words of Karen Yasinsky, who presented breathtaking films yesterday eve: La Nuit, I Choose Darkness, Marie, This Room is White, all contouring tortuous traversals of affect through a recalcitrant, often cruel materiality—flesh as bandage, stuff—so that it lacks any impact of subjective immediacy— except the immediacy of the feeling that these too are [...]
In faulty translation, still being mulled over years later, “saintpeterstones,” or faultier, cobblestones—containing within themselves the fire of hundreds of thousands of years ago, recalls Simon, hot reflection of Lazian basalt Catholicized in the sixteenth century, porphyrous petrus, absorbent of floods & unkind to motorized vehicles and feminized motility, another victim of the economic crisis, [...]
Contradictions or inevitabilities of development? In a city where the disparatest basements meet ancora & ancora.