“Arakawa arrived in New York in 1961 with fourteen dollars in his pocket and a telephone number for Marcel Duchamp, whom he phoned from the airport and over time formed a close friendship. He started using diagrams within his paintings as philosophical propositions. Jean-Francois Lyotard has said of Arakawa’s work that it “makes us think through the eyes,” and Hans-Georg Gadamer has described it as transforming “the usual constancies of orientation into a strange, enticing game—a game of continually thinking out.” Quoting Paul Celan, Gadamer also wrote of the work: “There are songs to sing beyond the human.” Arthur Danto has found Arakawa to be “the most philosophical of contemporary artists.” For his part, Arakawa has declared: “Painting is only an exercise, never more than that.”

My friend H. sent me an excerpt from a Lisa Robertson long poem called
“The weather”:

“It was Jessica Grim the American poet
who first advised me to read Violette Leduc.
Lurid conditions are facts. This is no different
from the daily protests and cashbars.
I now unknowingly speed towards
which of all acts, words, conditions -
I am troubled that I do not know.
When I feel depressed in broad daylight
depressed by the disappearance of names, the pollen
smearing the windowsill, I picture
the bending pages of La batârde
and I think of wind. The outspread world is
comparable to the large theatre
or to rending paper, and the noise it makes when it flaps
is riotous. Clothes swish through the air, rubbing
my ears. Promptly I am quenched. I’m talking
about a cheap paperback which fans and
slips to the floor with a shush. Skirt stretched
taut between new knees, head turned back, I
hold down a branch,”

to add to “21st century genres”:
-screenshots: http://screenshotsofdespair.tumblr.com

“Its not only that we have inside and outside, but this gap is by definition incommensurable. Of course rationally we know first there was the original outside, then we carved out isolated part as inside. But again to refer again to Mark, outside only becomes outside viewed from inside. So we never can have a position of meta-language when we can see it all. When we think we draw a line we don’t see that third mysterious space.”

- Zizek on Architecture & Art

“what is the difference between
poetry and prose you know the old analogies prose
is a house poetry a man in flames running
quite fast through it”

—Anne Carson, Red Doc>