
So there’s this chapbook/keyword manifesto/ecopoetical souvenir, A Neural Net, collectively assembled by Rachel Levitsky & Ira Livingston (OoRS), Jen Hofer (ANTENA), David Buuck (BARGE), and Jennifer Scappettone, Kathy Westwater, & Seung-Jae Lee (discussing a 2011 iteration of PARK) for the Ecopoetics Conference roundtable on “Ground Scores: Unburying Ecologies Through Embodied Practice,” convened at the University [...]

The term ecopoetics has become increasingly important to scholars and poets alike. It is certainly a critical moment for the field and practice. Please join us in February for a three-day conference that will focus specifically on exploring ecopoetics, taking up such questions as: What is ecopoetics? What representational strategies and sociopolitical commitments might characterize [...]

Lin Hixon and Matthew Goulish, co-founders of the performance collective “Every house has a door” will be discussing their work-in-progress, “Testimonium” in the Logan Arts Center, room 801 Tuesday, February 5, from 4:20-5:50 pm as special guests of Jennifer Scappettone’s Documentary Across the Genres course, through the support of the UChicago Arts Council (Please note [...]

Sisyphus, Outdone. Theatres of the Catastrophal, by Nathanaël, was launched into the world at the Corpse Space on Milwaukee Avenue last Wednesday evening, in the presence of the author and Daniel Borzutsky (my discussants in open conversation), and a sizeable yet intimate crowd. This is one of a score of books recently issued by Nathanaël, [...]

A Roma, sabato 5 maggio, alle ore 22:00 presso l’EX CINEMA PALAZZO – Sala VITTORIO ARRIGONI (Piazza dei Sanniti, a San Lorenzo) Jennifer Scappettone e Difforme Ensemble in USCITA 43 Un’archeologia della discarica e operetta di finestre “pop-up”: Uscita 43 è un lirico punto di fuga dall’incubo della tossicità della vita odierna periferica, da Roma [...]

Upon Thom Donovan’s invitation, my contribution to a discussion surrounding our artistic practices in the wake and current moment of the occupations, at Harriet: on the relation between capital and waste, garbage and exposure, the intimate public sphere.

My mobile talk through Cathy Wilkes’s devastating installation “I Give you All My Money” at the Renaissance Society in Chicago on February 11, 2012, titled “The Nurse in the Marketplace.” With thanks to Wilkes for having generously shared her as-yet unpublished writings, which turn the languages of both criticism and commodification inside out.

For the full experience of Stacy Doris’s The Cake Part, “an eruption of all the repressed joy and terror of that 18th century revolution, back into our time, into the 21st century” reissued by Publication Studio this year, go here. “Set in the typography of Web 2.0, the design of this book searches for the modern day equivalents of [...]

PARK at Fresh Kills #2, verbose, saxophone-struck, wander-threaded wind at the dump summit of a November noon, in the captured unstill pixels of participants.

Was a refrain of the magnificent 3-hour study in labor and the stars, digitality and dust, pre- and re-cession at the Defibrillator Gallery by Judd Morrissey and Mark Jeffery earlier this week.

Our iLAB residency and fieldwork for PARK at Fresh Kills comes to a close tomorrow: with strings, post-consumer waste, a phantom city block and chorus, dance, and empty horns of plenty:

At the Villa Medici: from Paris to the Pincio, perfect coherence of voluptuousness in stone embraced otherwise, alive.

Worth the sweltering heat of stone discharged from the arbors of the living, amplifying the rise and fall of expectations to locate any trace of memory of the fratelli Rosselli in this their first burial site: a stone’s throw from Toklas and Stein, a porquoi become genital and mouth of Jacob Epstein’s direct carving softened, [...]

On the way from voodoo exhibition to Tamaas seminar in translation: passionate bisous for philosophers.

The history of Rome traced through food and its conduits, followed by Fritz’s gorgeous installations of aperitifs & dinner in roof tiles moving the crowd from orto to cortile, lit by a chandelier of twig & leaf, Mona finally sitting down to eat with us: and having through it all to come face to face [...]

In the lurid purple apparition of the Ponte Rotto and cherished summer passeggiata schmaltz, resisting the surreptitious yet certain sense of possibilities clamping down with the passage of the weeks and the neighbors, even if the morning, recall pixelessly, among the myriad possible pixeless lessons of the year of explosive potential in love with the [...]

In advance of “La Mama SpoletOpen” at the 54th Festival of Two Worlds, my poem to be carbonized: FLAG PIETRA PER PIETRA roso CHIODO PER CHIODO oso FILO PER FILO [...]

And as we were schooled by the friend of a friend in the tradition of theater/recitation/storytelling called cunto siciliano, possible heir to Greek bardic traditions, the bank too is distinguished by its vernacular fold, improvised.

For the moment, in sandstone: and a circle commemorating the full lunar eclipse and the changefulness toward the pain and toward the bright unknown it brings.

First vote in this country: 4 yeses supported by more than 95% of voters: no to privatizing water, letting powerful criminals loose, development of nuclear power. “And yet the wind still breathes….”: rundown of how to vote last weekend posted on the door for a social club of old men wearing derbys at dusk in [...]

Occupying the ruins now framing a deejay set ranging from Volare to hiphop all’italiano and the hospitality of Earthquake Jack: scene of palpably postwar pregentrification Palermo.