February 26, 2008 • 11:40 pm
he said: life is game and we’re all players
i said: yes, but i would say we are athletes of our own sport
he said: life is a movie and we’re all actors
i said: yes, but I would say we are performers of our own theatre
he said: life is a dream and we’re all dreamers
i said: yes, but i would say we are dreamers living our own dream
he said: i’d rather say it so everyone can connect to it
i said: that’s done, but what do you do after what you say gets old?
he said: i need people like you to take care of that answer
i said: if it’s words that are speaking then we must use vocabulary to speak another language
he said: I guess so.
i said: yes, but i would say we all feel so.
Filed under: creativity, design, life, poetry
February 18, 2008 • 2:16 am
precipitation, floundering my state of mind
i start drowning myself in one breath of time
until i feel the wetness of my bones, and get cold
and begin to lose control of my soul
i panic and scream: “death is near, death is near”
but no one is here, no one is here
no one comes even close to my near
i cry i cry, i ask myself why
why does it have to rain when i cry
floundering perceptions, truthful directions
keeping my mind as the roof of protections
opposing senses, i see that it’s red
i start yelling: “it’s red, it’s red!”
but it’s my blood that’s already bled
my tears that i’ve already shed
i’m alive and i’m helplessly giving
precipitation is bedazzlement
my bones wet, swimming
Filed under: poetry
February 10, 2008 • 5:27 pm
…we have to play tricks with language until finally we generate a certain vertigo in ourselves through which words, falsely assumed to transmit knowledge, lose their apparent meaning until a more real discourse is possible — implying ultimately the invention of a new language, a language that does not only have to be spoken and written. In the future I believe books will never be written again, books will be ‘done’, thus literalizing the cliched metaphor that writing is an act.
-David Cooper
from The Death of the Family
1971
Filed under: quotes
U and I
two letters found at chance
in the community of alphabet
let’s get married
and make a new word
Filed under: philosophy, poetry
February 4, 2008 • 10:42 pm
Alright, this is straight-up talk. One on one Ghaz, lets go.
You are a graphic designer, alright? As much as you’d like to argue that you’re not, you still have graphic design skills. You can still make a book, you know what typography is all about, you know how to position information and you know how to do this well. Now, I know you want to be crazy and call yourself an ‘insane pragmatist’ or whatever new term you want to make for yourself, you’re still graduating from a design school and people are going to come and expect some nice graphic work from you. You did it at Ringling — you produced a lot of work and you got recognized for it. You know how to design. Boom.
What else? Well, you also love writing don’t you? I mean, a lot of people have said that you’re good at it. Your English teachers in high school said it, your teacher for Graphic Design History said it, your thesis teacher said it. Just because it’s not full of fancy big words that researchers use and it’s not in an essay format doesn’t mean you can’t think of it as a strength in your abilities. You know how to communicate well, whether with text, conversation or visuals, you’re downright a graphic designer! You know all about the field and now it’s your time to show it off!
I know you have big dreams because you think big and you just can’t stop the learning process. It’s time to design Ghazaleh, and you have to get practical. You know how to write, you know what your point is, you have tons of research that will set you apart from others, you have tons of photographs, you’re good at documenting your experiences and you know how important presentation is.
Do it! Write that book and design it dammit! How long have I been telling you to do it? Get to it. You have your thesis, you have all the content — get writing and kick some ass.
Filed under: design, student life