<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228</id><updated>2012-01-17T09:35:05.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The HairFlip Clinic</title><subtitle type='html'>The Soul selects her own society,&lt;br&gt; then
Shuts the door.&lt;br&gt;
e. dickinson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8218350691004777663</id><published>2008-07-24T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:51:17.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HairFlip Poetry Hotline.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SIkUq0qIZEI/AAAAAAAABmI/ggTs0MzzM2c/s1600-h/FrankOhara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SIkUq0qIZEI/AAAAAAAABmI/ggTs0MzzM2c/s400/FrankOhara.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226731568462586946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The HairFlip Poetry Hotline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1:  Determine the purpose of your Hotline.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who is Your Intended Audience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Our intended audience will be for poets and people interested in poetry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not limited to any specific kind of poetic readership.  Anyone&lt;br /&gt;interested in listening to us read our poems over the telephone or cellphone&lt;br /&gt;is welcome to call.  Callers will not be discriminated by age, ethnic background, religion, political views, artistic and poetic schools or preference.&lt;Br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;What type of service will your hotline offer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Callers may also read their poetry to us. The idea is to read our work in progress to each other.  We are open and willing to provide personal critiques for individual poems that are read to us over the phone and would like the same from our callers. This will be an opportunity to provide space for open dialogue regarding poetry and poetics, exchange ideas, refer and site works (printed or online) of other poets whom we may or may not know.  The conversation may also lead into various other art forms and tie back in to poetry/poetics. This hotline is also intended to provide an intimate platform of talking about poetry without any preconceived ideas about who the poet is.  The caller may also remain anonymous.  We are here to learn from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will you hotline offer to send information packets to callers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;If the poet/caller would like a transcription of the conversation they are free to wire-tap the phone or tape-record.  HairFlip can also take notes of the conversation and email them to the caller free of cost.&lt;Br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 2:  Decide on the geographical area your hotline will serve and hours of operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Will the hotline be Centralized or Decentralized?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Depending on the volume of callers, HairFlip will begin with neither.  We will first invite you to call our personal phone number since we do not have access or funding to centralized calling which would be toll-free.  However, we will be in one centralized portable location since we will be using a cell-phone.  A decentralized hotline would cost more money and require us to have several call centers across the county.  A way for us to talk "toll free" would be by using your cellphone after 9pm-6am, depending on your carrier.  We are using Cingular Wireless so if you call us from the same carrier anytime during the day, it can be considered toll-free.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Will Your Hotline have a Toll-Free number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly refer to paragraph above.  We will not have a toll-free number as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;Br&gt;What will be the Location of Your Hotline?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Since we are working from our cell-phone we can be anywhere.  We may work from our home and/or any public space.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you Need a Multilingual Service?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;We offer service in English, Spanish and a little bit of Tagalog.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will consider more languages in the future if needed which would be wonderful.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What Hours Will Your Hotline Be in Operation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Preferably, we would like to dodge daytime calling charges on our cell-phone.&lt;br /&gt;But if its an emergency, we will make an effort to speak with you briefly during the day. Ideal times for calling are 9pm-6am which might also be limited since we do need rest.&lt;Br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 3:  Determine the Management structure of your hotline.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Will Your Hotline partner with other organizations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;We would be happy to merge with other organizations (on and/or offline) that promotes the discussion and readership of poetry in any shape or form.  This can be worked out.  If our Hotline can be of benefit to any organization, we can try to work together with donor support.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 4:  Determine the promotion and evaluation strategies for your hotline.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;How will you promote your Hotline?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;HairFlip will begin promotion by posting this outline on the HairheartsFlip blog at http://www.hairheartsflip.blogspot.com.  We will also accept suggestions from our readers!  We may also send out a mass email to friends and post them on bulletins on Myspace and Facebook.  If you would like to help us in promoting the hotline, feel free to contact us by leaving a comment on the blog or calling our hotline number.  We will gladly accept critical and positive tips on how to go about this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How will you evaluate your Hotline? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;Anyone interested in monitoring the hotline by assessing and providing quantitative data about calls and quality of service is welcome to do so.  We have to figure out how this can be done through cell-phone use or perhaps tapping into our phone system which we would rather not.&lt;Br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 5:  Set Goals and Objectives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Goal of HairFlip's Poetry Hotline is to provide a national telephone readership, listernership, a space to share information regarding poetry/poetics, and a mutual exchange of referral service of constructive criticism, ideas, and support for poets in this day and age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Objectives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;- To listen to anyone read their poems over the phone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;- To read our poems to anyone over the phone.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;- To provide a space of intimate readership and critical listening of each other's poems.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;- To provide dialogue regarding the poem if desired by the caller or dialogue concerning poetry and/or other.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;- To provide each other up-to-date information regarding ongoing readings happening locally depending on where the caller is.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;- To make the hotline accessible to poets or anyone with an appreciation for poetry in the USA.&lt;Br&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;- To provide a respectful, empathetic, and critical listening.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;- To operate the hotline in a personable, light-hearted and humorous manner.&lt;Br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Operator is on standby. Call Flip at (818)282-5400.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8218350691004777663?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8218350691004777663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8218350691004777663' title='100 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8218350691004777663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8218350691004777663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/07/hairflip-poetry-hotline.html' title='HairFlip Poetry Hotline.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SIkUq0qIZEI/AAAAAAAABmI/ggTs0MzzM2c/s72-c/FrankOhara.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>100</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6879969026424650433</id><published>2008-06-22T23:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:37:09.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rip My bad TV-self, Mr. Belding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So Basically, WTF is Going on Here?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vz1n-L3L5NA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vz1n-L3L5NA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt; The desire for a physically tangible approach regarding TV, and the content "within" or "on" it is one that deserves more attention requiring a medium which can work to physically interact with the non-space of  TV through its basic outer physicality; the screen.  In this case, hook and loop fasteners, or more popularly known as velcro, serves to relinquish an appetite for the desire to physically engage with TV provided by the gesture to rip, displace, and reconfigure the transient surface of TV flow (inclusive of narrative, place, time, and multiple drives contained within it like a battery and toy of culture constantly charging and playing.)  The attempt to interact with TV through the aforementioned gestures requires an adhesive and/or double layering of the screen itself; velcro would then function as an intermediary, and to an extent, serve as an organ for the effect and sensation of un-hooking.  In the essay Touch Sensitivity &amp; Other Art Forms of Subversion: Interactive Artwork" Lynn Hershman writes, "The art of our century, says Katherine Kuh, has been characterized by 'shattered surfaces, broken color, segmented composition, dissolving form, and shredded images'." (193)  The rearrangement of form, content, and color of TV through velcro is a process borrowed and traced from aesthetic shocks of Modernity, when she continues that "New technologies and their interactive uses by artists now extent many previous conceived ideas such as the use of multiple perspective and simultaneous viewpoints as explored by Cubists; incorporation of randomness, everyday experience, and the audience as investigated by the Surrealists, and the deconstruction of form as explored by the Dadaists." (195)  Velcro, as an adhesive and marker for the sensation of ripping, is not only relegated to its function of security, but, when repeated in the act of hooking and un-hooking onto the loop surface does it develop an object-oriented fetish according to its basic function and gesture to secure one surface onto another.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; In this way, the gesture is then appropriated into a metaphysical field of TV flow in which velcro attempts to (literally and metaphorically) fasten onto the transience and illusion of there being an inner and outer quality of TV flow due to the dimensions of the moving-image seeming to simultaneously appear "on" and "inside" its own frame, or as video artist Pipilotti Rist put it "The screen is a membrane that allows the constitution of an inner and outer world, the separation of the familiar from the uncanny." (Rist,10)  What is considered uncanny, with regard to TV, is partially toyed with in the attempt to give it a velcro surface; to give a physical surface to a metaphysical current of moving-images.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Without coming across an article that addresses the specific physical gesture to rip, displace, and reconfigure TV flow, Margaret Morse's essay "An Ontology of Everyday Distraction," briefly touches on the notion of physically "sqeezing". (yay, squeezing!) She writes, "The representation of the copresence of multiple worlds in different modes on the television screen is achieved via division of the visual field into areas or via the representation of stacked places which can be tumbled or squeezed and which, in virtual terms, advance toward and retreat from the visual field of the viewer. (206-207).   The ability to move and shift hook pieces around the loop surface personifies Morse's concern for "dislocation," when she writes, "In a quite literal, physical sense, freeways, malls, and television are not truly 'places'." (199) Considering the TV screen as an outer jacket that contains and displays an ever changing stream of culture that also works to homogenize the (virtual) world, Rist may have borrowed from Morse or makes a similar connection when she asks "What is the relationship between image and surface?  What happens, for example, when the surface of the screen and that of the body meet?  Can the television "membrane" become permeable?  What happens when it dissolves?  Can we break through it"? (Rist,15) Physically breaking through the screen itself would destroy the possibility of interacting with the non-space and flow occurring on it.  Morse refers to the screen almost identically, as she writes, "The membrane between virtual and material reality is an actual and easily verifiable second skin...Television, [...], cultivates a far thinner membrane between itself and everyday life, since its very function is to link the symbolic and immaterial world on the monitor with an actual and material situation of reception." (Virtualities: A Conceptual Framework, 17)  Because of its fragility, attempts at penetrating through the screen can be made without destroying it.  In this way, adhesion may serve as a means and end dependent on certain gestures linked to its function, creating a principle of interaction with TV flow projected onto a TV screen covered with the standard black fuzzy loop material and white pieces of hook fasteners in varying shapes and sizes. Hence, a broken mirror effect.  Consider a broken mirror of narrative, time, and place that allows for interaction with the pieces in the attempt to re-arrange them; a breakdown of linear convention that prompts one to control it in such a way.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;The issue regarding distance involves interaction with TV in attempt to manipulate it, while also inviting whomever to step out of the conventional mode of viewership and into a more tangible realm of interacting with the screen while whatever occurs on it poses as an ongoing and endless happenstance phrased by Morse as "happening out there." (An Ontology of Everyday Distraction, 199)  She also refers to John Ellis' notion of "double distance [in] television's complicity with the viewer against an 'outside world' represented as 'hostile or bizarre,' and the viewer's delegation of 'his or her look to the TV itself. Both means of distancing [blink towards] 'the opposition of inside/outside,' which insulates the viewer from events seen by TV." (ibid)  Being able to move around the hook velcro pieces would disrupt and enfold creases on TV narratives, since select portions of the TV show would be seen.  The process would then work to open up a space to create a montage or "broken mirror effect" that also depends on select TV moving-images. The temporality of time, moving-image, (and perhaps identity with regard to TV as a metaphor of a mirror or vice-versa) is re-evaluated, or at least aroused in this way in the concept of re-arranging a TV show through hook velcro strips in varying sizes &amp; shapes.  Also, the process addresses the standard screen-ratio of TV sets in that each velcro strip varies in length and width where only parts of the TV show are shown.  A part of the whole TV show is visible on velcro strips, while the remaining the parts are projected, or in a sway, subsumed, into the invisible dead space of black loop velcro.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Miniaturization, as a reference point for the sake of arguing, works to playfully control TV flow by substituting multiple sections of the moving-image with small velcro pieces intended to move around. Morse goes on, "Miniaturization is a process of interiorization, enclosure, and perfection, one in which the temporal dimensions of narrative or history are transformed into spatial ones, a plenitude of description of seemingly endless details." (211) The ability to physically engage with the moving-image, and endless/seamless TV flow requires a pliable medium and flat surface that would allow for a TV show projection to appear for the pleasure of ripping apart. So far, it seems that the hook &amp; loop processings of velcro may work to play with this desire to touch, rip, and dislocate the flow of time and narrative taking place in that seemingly non-space. In this case, velcro would provide a dimension, or at least an illusion of it, by providing the urge and means of engaging with the colorful and "hollow" space of TV by way of un-stripping parts of a show projected onto itself or a large wall.   &lt;br /&gt; In reference to the computer screen, Morse touches on a certain desire to physically merge with the screen.   "It is as if one were capable of moving around inside a drawing that responds to one's changing point of view--or for that matter, as if one were able to climb into a monitor and experience the symbols inside without apparent mediation."  (Virtualities: A Conceptual Framework, 17)  The same concept could be applied to TV as well; the impossibility of being able to physically jump inside it creates more possibility to interact with it.  "It is television that first raises the problem of constructing full-fledged parallel visible worlds and then linking them with our own, via speaking subjects, proxemically "near" to and addressing the viewer with some degree of intimacy.  Apart from having a private intimate affair with certain characters on a show, interaction with the screen itself does permit another kind of intimacy, one that forces one to get close to it, touch, rip a projected TV show apart and assemble it however way, and raising issues about subjectivity and the viewer that has remained another passing subject of controlled viewership involving parts of the self (as a subject of cultural experimentation) and the constraint provided that it can also create multiple approaches for installation, interaction, and aesthetic cultivation either on, in, or around TV itself.  Morse completes it when she says "Conceived in this way, the interface and interactivity may be seen as obstacles or barriers to "immersion"- a concept that conveys the state of being totally inside a created world both virtually and emotionally [...] The wish to design an interface that is transparent, and an interaction that is "intuitive," [...] who aim at immersive involvement."  (The Poetics of Interactivity, 3)  In this way, velcro-TV, for its rough and soft surface is driven by an intuition and minor deconstructive drive to rip TV flow off from itself as a middle finger salute to Zack Morris an in homage to our childhood being unconsciously subsumed into the canned laughter of Saved By the Bell that everytime an alarm clock goes off I have visions of Jessie Spano's frizzy ass perm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6879969026424650433?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6879969026424650433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6879969026424650433' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6879969026424650433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6879969026424650433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/rip-my-bad-tv-self.html' title='Rip My bad TV-self, Mr. Belding.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8367174995411168099</id><published>2008-06-20T00:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:51:05.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Around, Get on Yr Face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SFtD0lVwnpI/AAAAAAAABiI/oTz-A85h5ws/s1600-h/cops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SFtD0lVwnpI/AAAAAAAABiI/oTz-A85h5ws/s320/cops.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213835564267118226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SFtFNQy79OI/AAAAAAAABiQ/gKgzcfO3rzs/s1600-h/confessional+booth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SFtFNQy79OI/AAAAAAAABiQ/gKgzcfO3rzs/s320/confessional+booth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213837087760708834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Daytime Television: A View of Oprah &amp; Cops as Confessional Apparatuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;The oral-technological operation of confession, as it is executed in first-person discourse in TV shows such as Oprah and Cops, is reflective of binaries regarding power and pleasure which requires a positioning of the person or "guest star" as subject (on the show) for the viewer to exert administering patterns of scrutiny and categorization.  The main subject of the TV show and viewer (also a difference in "live-studio audience" viewership versus being situated in front of a TV) equally participate in a culturally-specific confessing arena.  Confession, as spectacle, is also exclusive to the space in which it occurs in; the tight ventilation of a confessional booth in a Catholic church versus an accessible, vast, and participatory production studio, such as Oprah's Harpo Productions or the selective "on-site" geographical (usually economically down-trodden) pockets of America portrayed in Cops.   "...Social and spatial operations of the TV set [...] focuses attention on the ways in which the audiovisual and material forms of TV blend with the social conventions and power structures of its locale."  (McCarthy, 2)  Spatial (in terms of location, audience, and live performace in which the first-person discourse is contained and captured) difference between Oprah and Cops effects their contextual, and therefore, confessional scripts and modes of "confessional production."  While both are "on-site" or on location, Oprah's studio audience is fixed in Chicago, while Cops exploits an array of "moral truths" via cinema verite, in an attempt to stir, anticipate, and capture acts of misdemeanor.  "The term site-specific is generally used to describe a certain genre of installation art-work designed solely for a particular place or institution, work that cannot be transplanted elsewhere." (ibid)  In turn, the ritual or commodity of confession (generated and framed by TV production and it serving as a filter to execute certain modes of confessional styles and not forgetting the costs for airtime) is subject to site-specificity since the confessional gesture is pre-determined, installed, and made available for distribution, which, in part of the viewer, can be interpreted as being "heterotopical" (in another place or medically, a collection of normal neurons in abnormal locations) depending on the location and etiquette of the confessional venue. "There are also, probably in every civilization, real places-places that do exist and that are formed in the very founding of society[...]all the other real sites that can be found within culture, are simultaneously represented, contested, inverted.  Places of this kind are outside of all places, even though it may be possible to indicate their location in reality.  Because these places are absolutely different from all the sites that they reflect and speak about, I shall call them[...] heterotopias.  I believe that between utopias and these quite other sites, these heterotopias, there might be a sort of mixed, joint experience, which would be the mirror."  (Foucault. 1967)  Analogous to a mirror is that of a TV screen, in which the viewer too, can reference parts of his/her self through the actions and/or "faults" of the first-person subject on the TV show.  Foucault then goes on to compare the mirror, in relation to his position in front of it, as a "virtual space that opens up behind the surface; I am over there, there where I am not[...] but it is also a heterotopia insofar as the mirror does exist in reality, where it exerts a sort of counteraction on the position I occupy."  (ibid)   It can then be said that Oprah and Cops, in their differences and similarities, unfolds permutations of confessionalism through a subject (or messenger) which mediates (or unknowingly relays) culturally specific moral codes to the viewer (be it on studio location, home, or public space).  They also provide a means to examine how the audience and featured guest or "sacrificial lamb" are mutual receptors of obtaining pleasures from effects of power, revealing that confession as spectacle, when appropriated into a culturally specific currency of power and pleasure, provides a rate of exchange between subject and viewer and how both are equally participating in the particulars of a moral code.   Apart from confession being "an enclosed , private process, crucially secret and therefore immune from any democratizing possibilities of open speech in the 'public sphere', [it serves] as an open de-ritualized [arena]."  (Dovey, 107)  Oprah and Cops (which I consider TV utopias in their own right) stages and administers two different types of "utopian-confession."  One being that the first-person subject, or lets just say person, has made the choice to seek and objectify his/her absolution through affirmation or negation of a public, and the latter being caught red handed to the extent of self-reflexive parody.  Oprah and Cops, as logos  or doctrines (both TV shows which provide instances of speaking) will be viewed in their productions of"utopian-confessionalism" and the way in which the first-person speaker is subject to the workings of dominant power interests behind the veil of self-empowerment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Confession, with regard to TV that has an ability to frame, produce, reproduce, and endlessly generate commodifiable emotional states is divided by episodes or simply, time slots.  One example is the apparition-esque appearance of Britney Spears on the syndicated Oprah Winfrey show on February 4, 2002.  A young woman wrote to Oprah stating that it was her dream to meet Britney Spears after having gone to several of her concerts in every attempt to meet her.  Oprah meets the young woman backstage, greets her to the light-hearted and literal reaction of "you white girls all look the same" and leads her to the main stage where an audience awaits in a bright cascade of studio lighting as though descending through clouds above, praises stapled upon the atmosphere in a thunder of clapping until they are standing, in camaraderie, at the center of the stage.  Oprah then reveals, with her hands at the center of her chest, the "original" (as though handwritten) letter of the young woman pleading for Oprah to perform the miracle of Britney Spears to appear.  The woman's words are read aloud by Oprah as though one of the criteria's to make Britney appear is if the plea were first released out onto the public to gain an inevitable stamp of approval, as the crowd too, desires it for themselves.  Part of what evokes the bargaining gesture to be categorized as a "confessional" one, is that the woman begins to cry during the recitation of her letter.  It is unclear to the viewer as to why she is crying, perhaps a montage of various registers: excitement, happiness, embarrassment that Oprah is reading her letter aloud, anxiety, not any singular drive that could stand solidly on its own.  Perhaps no one will really know except herself.  The woman, as a subject to be scrutinized and/or empathized within the gaze of the audience and Oprah (as a sign and/or organizing persona/replica of omniscience), exerts an ecstatic reconciliation of her fantasies coming to life and in the flesh through a more or less poetic and inarticulate code; that which is quantified and mediated through her tears within the confessional ring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The woman has become subject to a tripartite relationship between power, pleasure and confession.  The role of confession serves as a tool or mode of the Greek root techne for the former drives to be commanded in such a way within the confessional container, be it in a booth, closet, or TV show.  In the case of Socrates who ironically saw the operation of techne or technology as a threat to order and Aristotle who viewed it as a human imperfection in an attempt to imitate nature, both interpretations of techne are applicable when assuming that the act of confession (derived from its Christian DNA) is on the brink, if not already a commodity of technological expression within TV production.  Confession, as a televised working (socio-political) currency which requires production, and not metonymical, sets a specific tone and atmosphere for discourse to emerge between the talk show host, subject, and viewer.  "Talk shows not only promote conversation and debate, they break down the distance between the audience stage."  (Shattuc, 171)  However, the distance between stage, audience, and outside viewing also speaks to the lack of distinctions between them.   "They elicit common sense and everyday experience as marks of truth." (ibid)  The tight circuit between subject and viewer is needed in order for common problem-solving and solutions to be made, problems which are relevant to themselves, including the viewer, in which the subject serves as an epicenter for the discourse to emerge.  In regard to typical daytime shows that  "... do not discuss specific governmental institutions, they are clear debates about the public sphere's growing intercession into the family, the home, and the regulation of the individual body," Shattuc privileges Oprah to the extent that her program "privileges process over a single truth or closure." (173)  With the lack of distance between audience and stage and the value of "process" (perhaps also motivated by confession as an apparatus to link all three) considered  as an ultimate approach to problem solving, certain moral codes also seem to be exclusive in that it caters to a specific 'species' of participants or viewership, and therefore, thrusting a pedagogy of "Oprahism" (also now being aware of creating neologisms as a potential drive for power in the act of naming), which is then returned to the subject and viewer as a mark of pleasure/empowerment or as a purple ribbon of open-ended reconciliation.  "For Foucault, 'speaking out', naming, confessing, are part of a 'perpetual spiral or power and pleasure'."  (Dovey, 106)  In relation to this specific power drive executed within/through language, it is clearly executed in the baptismal fountain of identity-politics on the Oprah set.  "The ubiquitous guest labels or "I.D's" (in production parlance) underline the social representativeness of the guests[...] The labeling offers a popularized version of the logic of identity politics, which attempts to break down the hegemonic notion of homogeneity or that "we are all one."  (Shattuc, 174)  However, although a hegemonic breakdown seems to appear on the surface, they collectively and literally wear their problems on their sleeves as labels, as in "a mother who wants to give away her violent child" (ibid), making them distinct individuals within the overall Oprah arena of "process" based discourse. If the label is a sign of individuality, then there is automatically a concern for where such a confession is taking place if self-identification is already in debt to the daytime talk show as a potential producer of identity in itself.  However, individuals which actively participate and adhere to "process" oriented problem solving and to the identity-politic taking place, Oprah (also as an ideology) would inevitably be a source of self-empowerment, since part of the nature of a self-sustaining TV production is that it must maintain its own creed in order to build trust from its viewers and participants, hence, a self-reflexive flow of continuity provided by the entirety of the utopian-production.  Power interest may have begun in a linguistic impulse to name and categorize, which is partially what the Oprah Winfrey show promotes on the flip-side, if an audience member claimed "Don't tell me how to feel.  I am my experience."  (178)  Yes, one can claim to own how one feels, however, its a question of "owning" and "feeling" within a site-specific discourse in which it takes place inside of and to what extent an audience member is critical about what exactly it is that they "own" and "feel".  Perhaps if society (or TV society) were truly self-empowered, there would be no need for daytime talk shows to imitate the need or seek it, but instead, realize it within themselves in a place where there'd be no need to display it under scrutiny or categorization if the empowerment could occur anywhere, far removed from any mediated gaze and more often in each others eyes, and where there'd no longer be a need to evaluate and affirm the "I" in relation to "experience" if it were simply lived without having to create a spectacle of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A 2003 episode of Cops begins with a few police officers gathered in a tattered office station in awe of a bicycle manufactured by Mercedes Benz in which they, as though playfully, make their way into a low-income pocket of America to implant the bicycle as bait on a sidewalk in a mostly Hispanic neighborhood.  A middle-aged Hispanic male sees the bicycle leaning against a wall and decides to "go for a ride" in which he is already being studied by several positions: the hand-held camera, cops, producers, entire camera crew, and TV viewers.  Not long after riding around a parking lot for roughly twenty minutes, it is as though a conglomeration of all the mentioned viewing positions rushed towards the man (as though a sale in a department store erupted where doors break open) through an artifice of rugged cinema verite convention.  He is then man-handled and questioned for taking the bicycle in which he responds to the honest effect of "I took it because it was there."  His "confession" is one that is pre-ordained, plotted, and  provoked; the "scene of the crime" is staged in order for a discourse of confession to emerge which will then be used as a currency to buy him time if he admits to it.   His confessing-subjectivity is clearly displayed as a mantle-piece or plaything on the altar of male policing while the cops themselves do not know how to gauge the honesty of his "petty theft."  Moreover, the staging of the crime is self-reflexive and (ready) made available for anyone in the neighborhood to find himself trapped in the "interactive-installation." Participation in the pre-determination and parody-making of a crime is one that adheres to a shrewd limitation of free-will while part of the production of Cops is to produce (if not only the image of) "criminals."  In effect, the production of criminals is heavily weighed upon developing a consistent stereotype of criminality which casts a net toward lower-income individuals in suburban pockets nationwide.  In terms of power, especially when certain "moral codes" are instigated and enforced upon, this specific episode exemplifies that an object so neutral as a bicycle could serve as a symbol and medium for power to be exercised and where the "victims" of the plotted crime are seduced/manipulated into becoming unaware social actors for the sake of criminal production taking place within a theatricized arena.  In this context of Cops, targeted individuals that play a criminal role unawares are ironically trafficked into the situation in which money is ultimately being made from their existential expense.  In this sense, confession functions as a monetary tactic which cashes out at the vertex of live-video recording of the criminal's often forced submission to power partially based on a scripted plot.  The police officers are in an equal position; a penumbra to the criminal's shadow since it takes both contrasts for monetary ends to inevitably emerge from the drama.  Either way, the criminal is not only subject to serving as a social actor, but falls victim to an ongoing circulation of Cop's financial revenue which passes through his utterance of "I took it because it was there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8367174995411168099?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8367174995411168099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8367174995411168099' title='76 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8367174995411168099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8367174995411168099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/turn-around-get-on-yr-face.html' title='Turn Around, Get on Yr Face.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SFtD0lVwnpI/AAAAAAAABiI/oTz-A85h5ws/s72-c/cops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>76</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-1257032772453437678</id><published>2008-05-10T01:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:23:42.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So basically, Circus is the New Disease.</title><content type='html'>Haircrobat, mic check this real quick-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J91fpV9aUM8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J91fpV9aUM8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASHIONS in dress often have their origin in the wish to hide disfigurement caused by disease. The voluminous trunk hose worn by English gallants at the beginning of the seventeenth century were introduced by James I as a means of concealing an unsightly malformation. Slaves of fashion to whom Nature had refused an adequate curve of the hip had to supply the deficiency by art. Readers will remember the story told by Carlyle of the discomfiture of the unlucky courtier who sat down on a nail, and on rising to receive His Majesty instantaneously emitted several pecks of bran, and stood a pitiable figure with his breeches hanging in folds about his shrunken person. The introduction of the crinoline is often attributed to the Empress Eugénie before the birth of the Prince Imperial; as a matter of fact, a similar apparatus had, under the name of farthingales, vertugadins, and what not, been used by ladies in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. The patches which added so piquant an effect to the faces of the beauties of the eighteenth century were first used by officers to disguise the scars of wounds received in battle. If the late Sir Robert Peel had been a royal personage his manner of wearing his hat at an angle that seemed intended to express defiance of public opinion would have become fashionable among young "bloods," as they are beginning once more to be called; yet we believe it was really intended to conceal a scar. In a second series of his Indiscrétions de l' Histoire, recently published, Dr. Cabanès cites several other instances in point. In the fifteenth century Philippe le Bon, having fallen ill, had his head shaved. Like the fox in the fable that had lost his tail, he tried to persuade the nobles of Burgundy that the human head looked much handsomer when its shape was not hidden by a mass of hair. They did not see the thing in the same light, but, unlike the fox, Philippe had the power to compel people to be of his opinion, and, shaven heads perforce became fashionable. The daughters of Louis XI had feet of a size which made it necessary for them to hide them; hence the society dames of the day thought it due to themselves to wear trailing gowns. The wife of Philip III disguised an abnormally long neck with a high wimple, and was imitated by all ladies who wished to be considered fashionable. Henry Plantagenet, anxious to hide the deformity caused by an outgrowth on the foot, had boots made with extravagantly curved toes, which straightway became the only wear for courtiers. Louis XIV wore a wig to hide unsightly wens on his head; the fashion of wearing wigs has also been attributed to the havoc played by syphilis among the "love locks" of the seventeenth century. Many other instances could be given, but these will suffice to show that there is a closer connexion between fashion and deformity than might at first sight be suspected. This may serve to explain how a thing ugly in itself may come to be accepted as the stamp of social. ( BMJ 1905;ii: 88)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-1257032772453437678?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1257032772453437678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=1257032772453437678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1257032772453437678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1257032772453437678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-basically-circus-is-new-disease.html' title='So basically, Circus is the New Disease.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4617460349840655740</id><published>2008-05-09T15:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:38:58.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Lipstick-USB</title><content type='html'>The spacing, there, some &lt;br /&gt;rain.  What it does to none&lt;br /&gt;of me as a result of forgetting&lt;br /&gt;where the piano keys go or a window&lt;br /&gt;cutting all weathers into boxes &lt;br /&gt;on a calendar.  Look, today's&lt;br /&gt;May and there's a pile&lt;br /&gt;of quiet electricity bills&lt;br /&gt;I am sending through a shredder&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;we never left the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4617460349840655740?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4617460349840655740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4617460349840655740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4617460349840655740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4617460349840655740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/red-lipstick-usb.html' title='Red Lipstick-USB'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6433193074047170938</id><published>2008-04-20T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:32:31.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shove a tree into a paper shredder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SAvEaeUWGAI/AAAAAAAABY8/zeiSvtXiqbs/s1600-h/giving+tree_3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SAvEaeUWGAI/AAAAAAAABY8/zeiSvtXiqbs/s320/giving+tree_3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191458954568669186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SAvEauUWGBI/AAAAAAAABZE/2Yy6hQqeaGk/s1600-h/paper+shredder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SAvEauUWGBI/AAAAAAAABZE/2Yy6hQqeaGk/s320/paper+shredder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191458958863636498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Find a tree, any size.&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a paper shredder.&lt;br /&gt;3. Try and stick the roots of the tree &lt;br /&gt;first into the mouth of the shredder.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Keep doing this until the whole tree has been shredded.&lt;br /&gt;5. Open the shredder and take out whatever bits of the tree is left.&lt;br /&gt;6. Make an image of a tree out of these scraps.&lt;br /&gt;7. Project it against the exterior building of Kinkos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6433193074047170938?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6433193074047170938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6433193074047170938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6433193074047170938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6433193074047170938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/shove-tree-into-paper-shredder.html' title='Shove a tree into a paper shredder.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SAvEaeUWGAI/AAAAAAAABY8/zeiSvtXiqbs/s72-c/giving+tree_3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4503072480489442830</id><published>2008-04-07T03:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T03:54:43.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So what's the Use of this Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R_nhSaDagPI/AAAAAAAABX0/EpNWLTFiIHI/s1600-h/clos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R_nhSaDagPI/AAAAAAAABX0/EpNWLTFiIHI/s200/clos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186424152241373426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R_nhSqDagQI/AAAAAAAABX8/VOZdb3GePhc/s1600-h/mck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R_nhSqDagQI/AAAAAAAABX8/VOZdb3GePhc/s200/mck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186424156536340738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Curtains are drawn, literally, to conceal a black and white repartee of what could otherwise&lt;br /&gt;  be material for charades when putting them on mute, a portable theatre built for two.  Though&lt;br /&gt;  there is only so much makeup and body to fight with silence,  keep us interested unless placing&lt;br /&gt;  a laugh on repeat, the sound of it pulling downward to the floor.  So I lie down to see if its &lt;br /&gt;  true, if the seam between laugh and image has anything to do with getting to the bottom &lt;br /&gt;  of repetition. There is nothing down there but a darkness gaining popularity the more the back&lt;br /&gt;  of a head presses against it or what velcro could possibly sound like if it gave up any attachment &lt;br /&gt;  to understand or refusing to count all that sheep walking across a stage.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Refrain it here: when distance is subsumed into its own icon, as if in mid-air an object&lt;br /&gt;  gaining volume, making the wooden desk another echo of an online forest I can barely&lt;br /&gt;  conceive of.  Its not that I don't like nature, but that its not convincing enough to&lt;br /&gt;  try and touch.  Does it become another chat-room to log on to, making birds more &lt;br /&gt;  conceptual and flat than a forest  has ever been, if their chirping presses against itself &lt;br /&gt;  so that I can't hear it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The ampersand is an erogenous thing, a body with one arm ceaselessly touching itself&lt;br /&gt;  under the table.  Or a telephone cord loosening between two mouths, snapping a morpheme&lt;br /&gt;  in half, how a relation-ship can also go divided and never sustain.  At first, a knot was tied.&lt;br /&gt;  At second, it sailed away.  What if I told you we were sailors this whole time, perusing the &lt;br /&gt;  water like googling out of habit, latching onto the many options of how to live when its &lt;br /&gt;  all built out of air.  I can feel you googling me, she said, don't stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4503072480489442830?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4503072480489442830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4503072480489442830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4503072480489442830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4503072480489442830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-whats-use-of-this-hour.html' title='So what&apos;s the Use of this Hour'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R_nhSaDagPI/AAAAAAAABX0/EpNWLTFiIHI/s72-c/clos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7520983646274713311</id><published>2008-04-03T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:51:03.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tv ink: another one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=31620967"&gt;Check out this video: tv ink 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=31620967&amp;type=video&amp;v=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="386"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=31620967&amp;title=Check out this video: tv ink 2"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; 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The closest I'll get to jumping inside the tv perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7283793095092151084?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7283793095092151084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7283793095092151084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7283793095092151084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7283793095092151084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/tv-static-ink.html' title='tv static ink'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3885037401860091137</id><published>2008-04-01T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:15:43.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>parts from Soft Objects</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.jumpcut.com/media/flash/jump.swf?id=5F87C420F7D111DCBA08000423CF382E&amp;asset_type=movie&amp;asset_id=5F87C420F7D111DCBA08000423CF382E&amp;eb=1" width="408" height="324" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reciting poems along with pieces of a japanese tv show of a lady who takes care of pandas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3885037401860091137?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3885037401860091137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3885037401860091137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3885037401860091137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3885037401860091137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/parts-from-soft-objects.html' title='parts from Soft Objects'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8583825921689053043</id><published>2008-03-24T18:34:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:16:00.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>parts from A Media of the Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R-nfWaDagBI/AAAAAAAABWE/3eQ6gReXQ6s/s1600-h/Photo+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R-nfWaDagBI/AAAAAAAABWE/3eQ6gReXQ6s/s200/Photo+236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181918422310223890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Not like any kind of professional editing, a chain of stars chained to their&lt;br /&gt;  windows, irreducible the soft gender does reflect from American Apparel syntax: &lt;br /&gt;  consider a light-bulb in the TV, knocking back, knocking at a thought full&lt;br /&gt;  of pollen in the neighborhood.  A static reception of coughs, sore throats,&lt;br /&gt;  a spoonful of honey coating the light; the light not knocking, not on the TV,&lt;br /&gt;  there was only a possibility of montage rearranging itself somewhere in the&lt;br /&gt;  plexus without any use for it but to make the flu derivative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Pigeons exited a building, sure, that's what I'd want you to think.  That's what&lt;br /&gt;  I convince myself too:  X amount of lbs. of impulse, each carrying a word on &lt;br /&gt;  its back, scattering the conclusion though its not that simple.  More like a habit&lt;br /&gt;  to click them all at once or shove them into a folder because you just can't.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In the summer it takes longer for a video to upload, the heat in constant motion&lt;br /&gt;  where you touch it to stop.  In real time, we escape from a neon-theory of hide and seek,&lt;br /&gt;  delete all the furniture and figure a way to be people with limbs again.  The video skips, &lt;br /&gt;  mouth-less seconds bite at the frame where you laugh around the edges; a laugh so&lt;br /&gt;  consistent it gives reason to fast-forwarding outdoor escalators and some invention of wind.&lt;br /&gt;  But slow enough to notice  each step without having to pound a fist onto the stop-button,&lt;br /&gt;  cover up the affection accumulating and hollow out the grass we're standing on with thousands&lt;br /&gt;  of stop-buttons to make it less obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The weight of a crowd suggests a few things:  improvisation, structure, how necessary&lt;br /&gt;  some tickets to watch the film projection in a cemetery.  What more for a picnic atop an epitaph,&lt;br /&gt;  spread a sheet over your Myspace page to keep the profile from shifting.  A hyphen as long&lt;br /&gt;  breath or wishing through a tunnel between two points, not a point, just an appropriation &lt;br /&gt;  of friends to keep the clause from wandering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8583825921689053043?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8583825921689053043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8583825921689053043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8583825921689053043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8583825921689053043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/parts-from-media-of-seasons.html' title='parts from A Media of the Seasons'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R-nfWaDagBI/AAAAAAAABWE/3eQ6gReXQ6s/s72-c/Photo+236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-5353945764633121528</id><published>2008-03-19T01:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T01:58:22.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need $600</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R-CzfQbWHBI/AAAAAAAABVk/-nYnZQViJt8/s1600-h/toyota+1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R-CzfQbWHBI/AAAAAAAABVk/-nYnZQViJt8/s320/toyota+1986.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179336921043049490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the spring, that emblem&lt;br /&gt;particular nothing of square boxes&lt;br /&gt;on a calendar, turning the&lt;br /&gt;pages sure there's more trees&lt;br /&gt;out there to make you outdated,&lt;br /&gt;hollow lights surrounding&lt;br /&gt;when flicking cigarette buttes&lt;br /&gt;to push down a thought further&lt;br /&gt;it goes, your thought takes a whole&lt;br /&gt;lot of other people to articulate itself&lt;br /&gt;when all it wants is another cigarette&lt;br /&gt;that buy two get one free Parliament Light &lt;br /&gt;blue dictum at a gas station taking them home&lt;br /&gt;giving posture to the fact of money,&lt;br /&gt;how much of it you need to get a car&lt;br /&gt;to get me out of some Literary Arts &lt;br /&gt;department I'll just tell you to keep driving&lt;br /&gt;not how "Bob" says it but how I want it&lt;br /&gt;to begin again with a different name, another&lt;br /&gt;"John", a new syntax with more internet&lt;br /&gt;tangled at our feet while you speak to me,&lt;br /&gt;beg me to drop out of Providence for once&lt;br /&gt;and g-Chat with some boxing manager&lt;br /&gt;who might be interested in chipping in &lt;br /&gt;for a 1986 Toyota Tercel I ask you what color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-5353945764633121528?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5353945764633121528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=5353945764633121528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5353945764633121528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5353945764633121528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-600.html' title='I Need $600'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R-CzfQbWHBI/AAAAAAAABVk/-nYnZQViJt8/s72-c/toyota+1986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4574298302869176722</id><published>2008-03-11T17:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:02:28.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>23. for Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R9cPbgbWG6I/AAAAAAAABUs/7506hxuYsnA/s1600-h/some+chanel+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R9cPbgbWG6I/AAAAAAAABUs/7506hxuYsnA/s320/some+chanel+girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176623261921188770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. basically&lt;br /&gt;2. basically&lt;br /&gt;3. basically&lt;br /&gt;4. basically&lt;br /&gt;5. basically&lt;br /&gt;6. basically&lt;br /&gt;7. basically&lt;br /&gt;8. basically&lt;br /&gt;9. basically&lt;br /&gt;10. basically&lt;br /&gt;11. basically&lt;br /&gt;12. basically&lt;br /&gt;13. basically&lt;br /&gt;14. basically&lt;br /&gt;15. basically&lt;br /&gt;16. basically&lt;br /&gt;17. basically&lt;br /&gt;18. basically&lt;br /&gt;19. basically&lt;br /&gt;20. basically&lt;br /&gt;21. basically&lt;br /&gt;22. basically&lt;br /&gt;complication is&lt;br /&gt;another death &lt;br /&gt;drive, there's&lt;br /&gt;no other use for it&lt;br /&gt;except that we don't&lt;br /&gt;know where to go&lt;br /&gt;after its all over&lt;br /&gt;so thats why it&lt;br /&gt;functions out of&lt;br /&gt;procrastination, love,&lt;br /&gt;don't ever let me&lt;br /&gt;procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;ever&lt;br /&gt;again, but&lt;br /&gt;wait, when &lt;br /&gt;will you basically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4574298302869176722?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4574298302869176722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4574298302869176722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4574298302869176722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4574298302869176722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/23-for-hair.html' title='23. for Hair'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R9cPbgbWG6I/AAAAAAAABUs/7506hxuYsnA/s72-c/some+chanel+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2239062450032924026</id><published>2008-03-09T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:54:05.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Scenes: 1955-2005. 14min.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=29961678"&gt;Check out this video: autumn scenes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=29961678&amp;type=video&amp;v=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="386"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=29961678&amp;title=Check out this video: autumn scenes"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R_LgRqDagFI/AAAAAAAABWk/UfcbMECMxF4/s200/Clos+%26+Creeley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184452715007869010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention, on&lt;br /&gt;the phone, while you&lt;br /&gt;were cutting the wind&lt;br /&gt;in half when talking about&lt;br /&gt;death, that anonymous verb&lt;br /&gt;on the line like a pigeon &lt;br /&gt;had flown through &lt;br /&gt;the really good reception&lt;br /&gt;of I don't know what you&lt;br /&gt;said, but it sounded like&lt;br /&gt;a damn good idea &lt;br /&gt;probably because the&lt;br /&gt;subject was made of&lt;br /&gt;glass in what you were&lt;br /&gt;saying that I could see&lt;br /&gt;straight through it and&lt;br /&gt;wow, how beautiful you are&lt;br /&gt;when talking about death&lt;br /&gt;while still in boxers&lt;br /&gt;lying in bed, waiting&lt;br /&gt;for a reason to go &lt;br /&gt;blog about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7518364687554299101?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7518364687554299101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7518364687554299101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7518364687554299101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7518364687554299101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-clos.html' title='for CLos'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R_LgRqDagFI/AAAAAAAABWk/UfcbMECMxF4/s72-c/Clos+%26+Creeley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8281275215997810313</id><published>2008-03-02T21:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:44:53.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pome for Winona Ryder</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LkFNZauk90"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LkFNZauk90" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair, there's &lt;br /&gt;a skhanda of.  high-school&lt;br /&gt;in the living room, a&lt;br /&gt;squad of geeks parallel&lt;br /&gt;the football team.  When&lt;br /&gt;will we apply&lt;br /&gt;for Publisher's Sweepstakes&lt;br /&gt;like you said?  I flip my long&lt;br /&gt;sentence over to you&lt;br /&gt;while a paragraph &lt;br /&gt;of girls in shoulder pads&lt;br /&gt;face themselves&lt;br /&gt;in the mirror, a patch&lt;br /&gt;of green square tile&lt;br /&gt;when Veronica walks&lt;br /&gt;over to Jason Dean&lt;br /&gt;in the cafeteria, himself&lt;br /&gt;a solid persona of velcro&lt;br /&gt;and the milk carton&lt;br /&gt;to make it casual&lt;br /&gt;when all they want&lt;br /&gt;is to fuck.  What happens&lt;br /&gt;when two people kiss&lt;br /&gt;on a screen, does it&lt;br /&gt;ignore the surround sound&lt;br /&gt;of the weather it occurs in?&lt;br /&gt;"Monday morning, your&lt;br /&gt;history", she said, but&lt;br /&gt;what about the presence&lt;br /&gt;we give to yellow? Or&lt;br /&gt;the red handtowel I see against&lt;br /&gt;a black Whirpool stove&lt;br /&gt;that makes me want&lt;br /&gt;to tell the cops&lt;br /&gt;1988 was all your fault&lt;br /&gt;that the comma was &lt;br /&gt;a knob to what you&lt;br /&gt;keep in the drawer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8281275215997810313?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8281275215997810313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8281275215997810313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8281275215997810313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8281275215997810313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/pome-for-winona-ryder.html' title='pome for Winona Ryder'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6806658738598031353</id><published>2008-03-02T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:37:42.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Before you say Color is a Consequence of Will &amp; Collision</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/56VcNnJ-J08"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/56VcNnJ-J08" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its those  motions&lt;br /&gt;      again, you            are&lt;br /&gt;the way it is&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;           when &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    you say          book, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than    &lt;br /&gt;to get          &lt;br /&gt;published&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    that you say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    over the cell-phone&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             locked&lt;br /&gt;             somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the milk glass &lt;br /&gt;reception,  it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so white                  in there, up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        before we came   &lt;br /&gt;       ,before&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;               we were persons&lt;br /&gt;      merely talking       &lt;br /&gt;      about what &lt;br /&gt;                            it'd b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    e like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     if we decided&lt;br /&gt;                           to come down,&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              and so&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;              we did,  and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     how post-operose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      that you decided&lt;br /&gt;                             to take over    red&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;              the way you've&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              said it to me before&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;br /&gt;you ever &lt;br /&gt;decided to&lt;br /&gt;put it on &lt;br /&gt;  "Skittles, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  contains  its  own&lt;br /&gt;mimesis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; your skin,&lt;br /&gt;               hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is proof of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6806658738598031353?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6806658738598031353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6806658738598031353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6806658738598031353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6806658738598031353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-you-say-color-is-consequence-of.html' title='Before you say Color is a Consequence of Will &amp; Collision'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4022728540110454541</id><published>2008-03-02T17:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:03:04.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinball PoeMechanics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=29900150"&gt;Check out this video: pinball punctuation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=29900150&amp;type=video&amp;v=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="386"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=29900150&amp;title=Check out this video: pinball punctuation"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the form of a pinball machine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Paragraphs on Conceptual Writing" Kenny To;the G says:&lt;br /&gt;"When an author uses a multiple modular form she usually chooses a simple and readily available form.  The form itself is of very little importance; it becomes the grammar for the total  work.  In fact, it is best that the basic unit  be deliberately uninteresting so that it may more easily become an intrinsic part of the entire work.  Using complex basic forms only disrupts the unity of the whole.  Using a simple form repeatedly narrows the field of the work and concentrates the intensity to the arrangement of the form.  This arrangement becomes the end while the form becomes the means...".  So then why not apply this paragraph to any form thats already out/in here, especially a form or one considered a cultural relic or game like pinball?  It'd be nice to keep &amp; use the physical form of a pinball machine, instead of those online ones.  The physical aspects of it, finger tappings, body all together involved in a thrust from head to toe, in which, he goes on " Writing of any kind is a physical fact.  The physicality is its most obvious and and expressive content[...] the physicality of the work can become a contradiction to its non-emotive intent.  Rhyme, meter, texture, and enjambment only emphasize the physical aspects of the work.  Anything that calls attention to and interests the reader in this physicality is a deterrent to our understanding of the idea and is used as an expressive device."  Ah, this is very nice.  And it would be even nicer to have a printer of some kind, perhaps, attached to the pinball machine so that when the game ends, a hardcopy of the poem comes out.  But why the need to involve a print-out?  The pinball machine also seems to resemble, or at least animate, the printing process.  It does start to seem like a printing press, with its gears, reminding me of that ancient one in Keith Waldrop's basement, but with the brief gestures of push/tap/pull levers &amp; all the bright carnivalesque coquetry working together to combine lines in however way yet to be thought out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4022728540110454541?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4022728540110454541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4022728540110454541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4022728540110454541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4022728540110454541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/pinball-poemechanics.html' title='Pinball PoeMechanics'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3331090773426041748</id><published>2008-03-01T20:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:32:04.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinball Poetics, fuck it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8oBv9EMc3I/AAAAAAAABT4/cRVvVlDtAAc/s1600-h/15th+century+bagatelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8oBv9EMc3I/AAAAAAAABT4/cRVvVlDtAAc/s320/15th+century+bagatelle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172949045346071410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically a tangible digital pinball machine that generates text according to certain gestures within the game such as "flipping", "nudging", "soft &amp; hard cradling", "dead flipper pass",  etc. through the machine's layout:  bumpers, slingshots, ramps, targets, holes &amp; saucers, spinners &amp; revolvers, switches &amp; one way door doors, toys, magnets &amp; captive balls, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a way to work with these forms in order to generate Lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3331090773426041748?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3331090773426041748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3331090773426041748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3331090773426041748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3331090773426041748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/pinball-poetics-fuck-it.html' title='Pinball Poetics, fuck it.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8oBv9EMc3I/AAAAAAAABT4/cRVvVlDtAAc/s72-c/15th+century+bagatelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8653738938266083013</id><published>2008-02-28T23:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:25:33.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>micro softobject paints</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8eJY9EMc1I/AAAAAAAABTo/xED-dTP-j_o/s1600-h/Photo+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8eJY9EMc1I/AAAAAAAABTo/xED-dTP-j_o/s320/Photo+192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172253758860325714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8653738938266083013?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8653738938266083013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8653738938266083013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8653738938266083013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8653738938266083013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-sale-for-20-blogs.html' title='micro softobject paints'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8eJY9EMc1I/AAAAAAAABTo/xED-dTP-j_o/s72-c/Photo+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4449157521053791951</id><published>2008-02-25T16:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T16:29:10.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nata my lovey, not moscow anytime soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8MxezlHDqI/AAAAAAAABTY/ydHOTpcttc8/s1600-h/nata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8MxezlHDqI/AAAAAAAABTY/ydHOTpcttc8/s400/nata.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171031202463157922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little paragon far away in london.  We lived together in San Pedro, CA., shared a room with the view of the Long Beach Harbor pulling in objects from all over the world.  Our single beds opposite the room, dreams parallel.  inseperable ever since.  now she is making dresses.  now i am making blogs.  one day we will make blog dresses together.  one say we'll share a room again and she will show me how to wear them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4449157521053791951?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4449157521053791951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4449157521053791951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4449157521053791951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4449157521053791951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/nata-my-lovey-not-moscow-anytime-soon.html' title='Nata my lovey, not moscow anytime soon.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R8MxezlHDqI/AAAAAAAABTY/ydHOTpcttc8/s72-c/nata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4067437782216224906</id><published>2008-02-20T18:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:06:51.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Operator? what happens when you start to imitate the interface of your blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7yx6DlHDoI/AAAAAAAABTI/VVL8K8wQSEM/s1600-h/Photo+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7yx6DlHDoI/AAAAAAAABTI/VVL8K8wQSEM/s320/Photo+168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169202083265973890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4067437782216224906?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4067437782216224906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4067437782216224906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4067437782216224906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4067437782216224906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-happens-when-you-start-to-match.html' title='Hello, Operator? what happens when you start to imitate the interface of your blog?'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7yx6DlHDoI/AAAAAAAABTI/VVL8K8wQSEM/s72-c/Photo+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2230267552572046135</id><published>2008-02-20T17:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:56:24.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Readymade Canvas-furniture: Boulder, 2005.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7ywCzlHDnI/AAAAAAAABTA/rwRp09GXLGI/s1600-h/panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7ywCzlHDnI/AAAAAAAABTA/rwRp09GXLGI/s320/panda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169200034566573682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,&lt;br /&gt;large canvases painted white or black &lt;br /&gt;and assembled into a couch with a projection&lt;br /&gt;of any textile (leather?) or words from pomes&lt;br /&gt;projected onto the canvas-furniture durable&lt;br /&gt;enough to use or at least sit on for until it breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Have begun making little models of these and &lt;br /&gt;want the fucken money to make em' life-size.  holler.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart,&lt;br /&gt;FLIpKea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so:  http://mocoloco.com/upload/2007/11/tokyo_design_we/tide0802.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2230267552572046135?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2230267552572046135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2230267552572046135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2230267552572046135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2230267552572046135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/readymade-canvas-furniture-boulder-2005.html' title='Readymade Canvas-furniture: Boulder, 2005.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7ywCzlHDnI/AAAAAAAABTA/rwRp09GXLGI/s72-c/panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7044304179535928856</id><published>2008-02-19T13:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:00:21.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Punky Brewster: spoil painting notes, 10/07.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7so1DlHDmI/AAAAAAAABS4/qgJPTzkI1ss/s1600-h/punky.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7so1DlHDmI/AAAAAAAABS4/qgJPTzkI1ss/s320/punky.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168769889296911970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Stam's "Mobilizing Fictions"&lt;br /&gt;"...a mass of spoiled children sitting before their TV sets, children who require&lt;br /&gt;a periodic state of the art slaughter to cure their sociopathological meloncholy..." (108)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Since television as an institution fosters a phantasmatic relationship between the viewer&lt;br /&gt;and the news celebrity, people who scarcely know their neighbors are convinced that they&lt;br /&gt;know and love the newscasters." (109)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Their minimal performance style orchestrates barely perceptible smiles&lt;br /&gt;and the delicate lowering or raising of the eyebrows in conjunction with slight variations &lt;br /&gt;in tone and stress, constructs a studied expressionlessness usually triggering an effect&lt;br /&gt;of neutrality, a calculated ambiguity of expression open to the most diverse projections." (109)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going through a brief recollection of my position as a child watching this show,&lt;br /&gt;the metaphor of the TV screen as a mirror &amp; touching on identity; how Punky served as a role model/friend/&lt;br /&gt;her fulfilling certain unimagined fantasies as a kid, while at the same time narrating a corner of my childhood&lt;br /&gt;which I actively participated in through viewership &amp; to some extent desire.  She provided a space/time of 'being',&lt;br /&gt;without being, but watching her become or age alongside myself, not in the sense of comparison, but &lt;br /&gt;as a sign of support and admiration.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The guitar music in the background in conjunct to the legband sticking out of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The sentimentality of the narrative working with or against the sentimentality of the sound effect&lt;br /&gt;when Punky walks out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Then working into some of Klee's paintings (geometric shapes,colors) which reminded me of Punky, the sense of time from 1926 vs. 1984 vs. the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video:  A voice-over of a Punky Brewster interview&lt;br /&gt;-slowness, duration, speed &lt;br /&gt;-flipping over the usual expectations of culture/ethnic and calling attention to comparing it to oil painting.&lt;br /&gt;-voice sounded detached in beginning and then personal voice went into it second half.&lt;br /&gt;-written narrative vs. voice sounding--&gt; tonal differences which can also be subtle.&lt;br /&gt;-painting into the flow of dream, thought, sleep, &amp; how it leads into that blackout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7044304179535928856?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7044304179535928856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7044304179535928856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7044304179535928856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7044304179535928856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/punky-brewster-spoiled-painting-notes.html' title='Punky Brewster: spoil painting notes, 10/07.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7so1DlHDmI/AAAAAAAABS4/qgJPTzkI1ss/s72-c/punky.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8115240900717275986</id><published>2008-02-17T17:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:38:41.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the New Theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7i2wzlHDiI/AAAAAAAABSQ/YBMkspig19s/s1600-h/SS_165.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7i2wzlHDiI/AAAAAAAABSQ/YBMkspig19s/s400/SS_165.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168081522003480098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7i2wzlHDjI/AAAAAAAABSY/s8Tclfu0XW0/s1600-h/SS_006.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7i2wzlHDjI/AAAAAAAABSY/s8Tclfu0XW0/s400/SS_006.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168081522003480114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 6th, 2007 SuperCuts held its&lt;br /&gt;annual hairstyling competition at Pechanga&lt;br /&gt;Casino &amp; Resort in So.Cal.  Many gathered&lt;br /&gt;for collective simulation in homage to G. Debord.&lt;br /&gt;They cut &amp; styled one another's hair, competed&lt;br /&gt;and strutted down a persian rug catwalk, arm in arm&lt;br /&gt;with stylist &amp; volunteer.  A sacrificial ceremony for&lt;br /&gt;hair as a profitable revenue, an outpour of Paul Mitchell,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Tiki products emanating from their eyes &amp; scalp; &lt;br /&gt;an event to celebrate their inner celebrity.  A cause to&lt;br /&gt;celebrate lack of celebrity or in promotion of the fame-industry&lt;br /&gt;itself.  Sure, the phantasmagoria of split ends, dyes &amp; cuts; a&lt;br /&gt;parody that owes itself to the platform of a New Theatre:  Supercuts,&lt;br /&gt;(targeted towards men) one of 6 chain salons owned by the multibilion dollar Regis franchise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8115240900717275986?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8115240900717275986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8115240900717275986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8115240900717275986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8115240900717275986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-theatre.html' title='the New Theatre'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7i2wzlHDiI/AAAAAAAABSQ/YBMkspig19s/s72-c/SS_165.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4351577133502839534</id><published>2008-02-17T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:08:10.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey: (in homage to supercuts post-pinstripe Law Suit)</title><content type='html'>Hey kid,&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flesh filled&lt;br /&gt;to bursting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MC Creeley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4351577133502839534?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4351577133502839534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4351577133502839534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4351577133502839534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4351577133502839534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-in-homage-to-supercuts-post.html' title='Hey: (in homage to supercuts post-pinstripe Law Suit)'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8733098949746327369</id><published>2008-02-14T11:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:34:12.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day pome from last June.</title><content type='html'>What they say is; they what; is they. Tether the sentence back to me&lt; twice, in a row, like a column of talking teeth&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;The back row, one of them; where you step outside the comma, on either side; roses precede other ones. Place them all in here ( ). I'll take the red from CNN and translate it into Valentines Day. Why don't you just get out; take the holiday from every travel agent, &amp; gesso it to my frontal lobe. "Which participant has any real intention here", says the digital photographer to the moon; a private number keeps calling like a prostitute that falls in love with her client. It is on the otherside of voyeurism, that the private number breathes, a paragraph separates us, it might be healthcare that keeps us in shadow; so why don't you 1-800-Flowers me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8733098949746327369?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8733098949746327369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8733098949746327369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8733098949746327369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8733098949746327369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-pome-from-last-june.html' title='Valentines Day pome from last June.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-5837929715869111123</id><published>2008-02-11T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:56:55.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for CLos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EnDjlHDdI/AAAAAAAABRo/45oYwBkTufg/s1600-h/radioshackpic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EnDjlHDdI/AAAAAAAABRo/45oYwBkTufg/s320/radioshackpic1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165953189614652882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*57&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the "out of pocket"&lt;br /&gt;nothing, birds, or are they&lt;br /&gt;little books of forms, make&lt;br /&gt;more air into having them go;&lt;br /&gt;useful when you're&lt;br /&gt;next to me checking&lt;br /&gt;you're e-mail to see&lt;br /&gt;if those birds &lt;br /&gt;were also in my head&lt;br /&gt;in the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;walking towards Radio&lt;br /&gt;Shack to buy a new&lt;br /&gt;cellphone charger.  Yes,&lt;br /&gt;I was there with you&lt;br /&gt;even if our footsteps&lt;br /&gt;weren't legible&lt;br /&gt;trying to sign on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-5837929715869111123?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5837929715869111123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=5837929715869111123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5837929715869111123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5837929715869111123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/pome-for-clos.html' title='for CLos'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EnDjlHDdI/AAAAAAAABRo/45oYwBkTufg/s72-c/radioshackpic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6515760537998943632</id><published>2008-02-11T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:55:12.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>carla installment under the table.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EYbzlHDZI/AAAAAAAABRE/EsRaWWMaA2g/s1600-h/table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EYbzlHDZI/AAAAAAAABRE/EsRaWWMaA2g/s320/table.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165937113552063890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EYcDlHDaI/AAAAAAAABRM/037VCBCwyjc/s1600-h/carla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EYcDlHDaI/AAAAAAAABRM/037VCBCwyjc/s320/carla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165937117847031202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6515760537998943632?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6515760537998943632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6515760537998943632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6515760537998943632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6515760537998943632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/carla-installment-under-table.html' title='carla installment under the table.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7EYbzlHDZI/AAAAAAAABRE/EsRaWWMaA2g/s72-c/table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7628696657750531526</id><published>2008-02-11T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:25:06.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>make a really big Cloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7D0yDlHDYI/AAAAAAAABQ8/ObkOnM5Tioo/s1600-h/Diapers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7D0yDlHDYI/AAAAAAAABQ8/ObkOnM5Tioo/s320/Diapers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165897913385553282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of Huggies diapers.&lt;br /&gt;hang it from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;let it rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7628696657750531526?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7628696657750531526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7628696657750531526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7628696657750531526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7628696657750531526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/make-really-big-cloud.html' title='make a really big Cloud'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R7D0yDlHDYI/AAAAAAAABQ8/ObkOnM5Tioo/s72-c/Diapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-5357465643606776646</id><published>2008-02-10T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:27:40.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the Context cost more than the Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6-WZjlHDWI/AAAAAAAABQs/YgiEK8W0h_w/s1600-h/ist2_2144550_gold_antique_frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6-WZjlHDWI/AAAAAAAABQs/YgiEK8W0h_w/s200/ist2_2144550_gold_antique_frame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165512663409036642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6-WZzlHDXI/AAAAAAAABQ0/vgchO3x6R-4/s1600-h/sharpie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6-WZzlHDXI/AAAAAAAABQ0/vgchO3x6R-4/s200/sharpie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165512667704003954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Buy a really expensive authentic gold frame.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Take a photo of the cheapest thing&lt;br /&gt;you could possibly imagine or encounter.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Place the image in the gold frame.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Hang it in a gallery.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Get someone to buy it for the cost of the frame itself.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Let the buyer take you out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Have an intimate conversation about what the piece implies.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Go to a bar, talk some more about it.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Take out the cheap photo and replace it with a photo of the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;10. Kiss the buyer goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-5357465643606776646?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5357465643606776646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=5357465643606776646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5357465643606776646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5357465643606776646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/context-cost-more-than-image.html' title='the Context cost more than the Image'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6-WZjlHDWI/AAAAAAAABQs/YgiEK8W0h_w/s72-c/ist2_2144550_gold_antique_frame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-957814513724361111</id><published>2008-02-10T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:28:12.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem in response to Pablo Joaquin's dream..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R69dDTlHDVI/AAAAAAAABQk/BDsFGfGMNFE/s1600-h/madonna.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R69dDTlHDVI/AAAAAAAABQk/BDsFGfGMNFE/s320/madonna.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165449608994164050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several nites ago, P-Lo dreamt that we&lt;br /&gt;were in a triangular elevator moving outta&lt;br /&gt;control.  Then the Triavator shot us out &lt;br /&gt;onto a street where we found C-los.&lt;br /&gt;With just beginning a habit to randomely&lt;br /&gt;flip through Creeley's Selected Poems 1945-2005&lt;br /&gt;once a day to start every new day, it landed&lt;br /&gt;on this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no point&lt;br /&gt;of rest here.  &lt;br /&gt;It wavers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reflects multiply&lt;br /&gt;the three &lt;br /&gt;times three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a mirror&lt;br /&gt;it returns here&lt;br /&gt;by being here.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;         *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in the&lt;br /&gt;emphasis implicit-&lt;br /&gt;over and over-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"triad of triads,"&lt;br /&gt;"triply sacred and perfect&lt;br /&gt;number"-that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resolves what-&lt;br /&gt;in the shifting,&lt;br /&gt;fading containment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the game&lt;br /&gt;where a nutshell covers&lt;br /&gt;the one object, a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stone or coin, and &lt;br /&gt;the hand is&lt;br /&gt;quicker than the eye-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is that nine,&lt;br /&gt;and not three&lt;br /&gt;chances, except that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three imaginations of it&lt;br /&gt;might be, and there are&lt;br /&gt;two who play-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making six, but &lt;br /&gt;the world is real also,&lt;br /&gt;in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More.  The nine months&lt;br /&gt;of waiting that discover&lt;br /&gt;life or death-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another life or death-&lt;br /&gt;not yours, not&lt;br /&gt;mine, as we watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The serial diminish-&lt;br /&gt;ment or progression&lt;br /&gt;of the products which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped me remember:&lt;br /&gt;nine times two is one-eight&lt;br /&gt;                 nine times nin is eight-one-&lt;br /&gt;at the end,&lt;br /&gt;move forward, backward,&lt;br /&gt;then, and the same&lt;br /&gt;numbers will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What law &lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is involved&lt;br /&gt;protects&lt;br /&gt;itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-957814513724361111?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/957814513724361111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=957814513724361111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/957814513724361111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/957814513724361111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/poem-in-response-to-pablo-joaquins.html' title='Poem in response to Pablo Joaquin&apos;s dream..'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R69dDTlHDVI/AAAAAAAABQk/BDsFGfGMNFE/s72-c/madonna.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8040143508336480359</id><published>2008-02-09T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T14:59:56.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream: Licorice Lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R64F3jlHDSI/AAAAAAAABQM/hfbs1A0U2kA/s1600-h/lite+brite+cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R64F3jlHDSI/AAAAAAAABQM/hfbs1A0U2kA/s200/lite+brite+cube.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165072274642373922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R64F3zlHDTI/AAAAAAAABQU/wYSReL_6hmk/s1600-h/32_L_licorice-lace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R64F3zlHDTI/AAAAAAAABQU/wYSReL_6hmk/s200/32_L_licorice-lace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165072278937341234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreamt last nite of being in a store with&lt;br /&gt;Michael Keenan.  another girl is there too.&lt;br /&gt;a man comes up to me, shows me how to &lt;br /&gt;use a lamp made of what seemed to be &lt;br /&gt;Twizzlers or red licorice lace.  In order to&lt;br /&gt;turn on the light of the lamp, you had to&lt;br /&gt;tug on the licorice lace which hung from &lt;br /&gt;the center of it, like from the center of a &lt;br /&gt;bell.  The whole lamp was made of candy&lt;br /&gt;but you couldn't eat the light.  But if you &lt;br /&gt;could eat the light, then the color would&lt;br /&gt;also effect its flavor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8040143508336480359?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8040143508336480359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8040143508336480359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8040143508336480359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8040143508336480359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/dream-licorice-lamp.html' title='Dream: Licorice Lamp'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R64F3jlHDSI/AAAAAAAABQM/hfbs1A0U2kA/s72-c/lite+brite+cube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4470813135362832758</id><published>2008-02-08T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T16:34:00.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>parts from Soft Object Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6zKd0gEOUI/AAAAAAAABPE/5C-d1YAnaI8/s1600-h/Photo+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6zKd0gEOUI/AAAAAAAABPE/5C-d1YAnaI8/s400/Photo+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164725486345271618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6zKeUgEOVI/AAAAAAAABPM/D6UprT4jx5w/s1600-h/Photo+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6zKeUgEOVI/AAAAAAAABPM/D6UprT4jx5w/s400/Photo+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164725494935206226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6zKekgEOWI/AAAAAAAABPU/LXVnt4IZLCQ/s1600-h/Photo+92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6zKekgEOWI/AAAAAAAABPU/LXVnt4IZLCQ/s400/Photo+92.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164725499230173538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The months turn, folding&lt;br /&gt;space into collars, a wrist&lt;br /&gt;gives motion to embedding&lt;br /&gt;goodbye on the street, sleeves&lt;br /&gt;and more sleeves that make&lt;br /&gt;me believe in what &lt;br /&gt;meaning has do to&lt;br /&gt;with the way a word&lt;br /&gt;is put back into a drawer,&lt;br /&gt;one long paragraph&lt;br /&gt;of how to be; how&lt;br /&gt;one is kept&lt;br /&gt;in a body and the&lt;br /&gt;creases where &lt;br /&gt;inflection gets left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light leaves a mark&lt;br /&gt;on the brick building, a&lt;br /&gt;thought doesn't want&lt;br /&gt;to admit what it knows, or&lt;br /&gt;the brick building is &lt;br /&gt;just a surface for a thought&lt;br /&gt;to have texture, as in&lt;br /&gt;to think "brickly" about&lt;br /&gt;you, but what would&lt;br /&gt;happen if I projected&lt;br /&gt;the greatest film of&lt;br /&gt;our lives against it, &lt;br /&gt;starring endless associations&lt;br /&gt;between objects in relation &lt;br /&gt;to ourselves would it &lt;br /&gt;make the brick softer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite was a mess, love&lt;br /&gt;where were you,  in some &lt;br /&gt;room where your iTunes &lt;br /&gt;echoed all the way&lt;br /&gt;to my ear while talking&lt;br /&gt;up and down Bedford Ave.&lt;br /&gt;trying to find the bar, &lt;br /&gt;branches fonted strict&lt;br /&gt;against my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the verge of a note&lt;br /&gt;popping on violin strings&lt;br /&gt;or the For Rent sign &lt;br /&gt;through a window &lt;br /&gt;where I could drag&lt;br /&gt;and click a file of &lt;br /&gt;future music we'll be&lt;br /&gt;talking through someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos, why not, might&lt;br /&gt;as well have you as&lt;br /&gt;my number one&lt;br /&gt;friend on myspace, but&lt;br /&gt;your profile is under&lt;br /&gt;music and nothing&lt;br /&gt;there plays except&lt;br /&gt;the residues of since we &lt;br /&gt;first met, all the coins&lt;br /&gt;clinking at the cashier &lt;br /&gt;like syllables, what is&lt;br /&gt;happening to language, is&lt;br /&gt;it becoming soft, or&lt;br /&gt;are the objects which &lt;br /&gt;surround it making it so, &lt;br /&gt;like placing cotton balls&lt;br /&gt;all over the words&lt;br /&gt;cotton ball, defining soft&lt;br /&gt;without ever being able &lt;br /&gt;to hold it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The porch light&lt;br /&gt;linking, you say&lt;br /&gt;would you like to &lt;br /&gt;sublet my porch &amp;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be happy to use it&lt;br /&gt;as background to a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the TV drizzle&lt;br /&gt;of rain, we hollered aloud&lt;br /&gt;below that Gertrude quote&lt;br /&gt;etched on the side of the&lt;br /&gt;english department "And &lt;br /&gt;then there's using everything,"&lt;br /&gt;umbrellas blocking &lt;br /&gt;the spaces where I begin&lt;br /&gt;to hear the panic of line breaks,&lt;br /&gt;a digital flash photo as&lt;br /&gt;semi-colon to an image&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to build&lt;br /&gt;and you basically punch&lt;br /&gt;through it with a lens&lt;br /&gt;without letting me get&lt;br /&gt;to the part where it matters&lt;br /&gt;the most or &lt;br /&gt;just saying fuck it,&lt;br /&gt;why not just let the cloud&lt;br /&gt;build itself once it gets&lt;br /&gt;uploaded onto your laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4470813135362832758?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4470813135362832758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4470813135362832758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4470813135362832758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4470813135362832758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/parts-from-soft-object-chronicles.html' title='parts from Soft Object Chronicles'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6zKd0gEOUI/AAAAAAAABPE/5C-d1YAnaI8/s72-c/Photo+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3882817769229329854</id><published>2008-02-07T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:33:43.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese jump-rope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6vL60gEOTI/AAAAAAAABO8/0Luure4spZ0/s1600-h/%23+84+chinese+jumproap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6vL60gEOTI/AAAAAAAABO8/0Luure4spZ0/s400/%23+84+chinese+jumproap.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164445609096395058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;materials:&lt;br /&gt;exclamtion mark from 1992&lt;br /&gt;floss&lt;br /&gt;tilapia fish&lt;br /&gt;tonsil stone&lt;br /&gt;black sharpie marker&lt;br /&gt;black wire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3882817769229329854?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3882817769229329854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3882817769229329854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3882817769229329854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3882817769229329854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-jump-rope.html' title='chinese jump-rope'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6vL60gEOTI/AAAAAAAABO8/0Luure4spZ0/s72-c/%23+84+chinese+jumproap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3262143590261814318</id><published>2008-02-05T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:44:26.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>microSoft paints: #83</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6ktDEgEOQI/AAAAAAAABOg/ZMRnKXFBtBM/s1600-h/paper+heart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6ktDEgEOQI/AAAAAAAABOg/ZMRnKXFBtBM/s400/paper+heart.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163707978528078082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;chalkboard&lt;br /&gt;paper&lt;br /&gt;scissors&lt;br /&gt;string&lt;br /&gt;chalk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3262143590261814318?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3262143590261814318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3262143590261814318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3262143590261814318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3262143590261814318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/mspaints.html' title='microSoft paints: #83'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6ktDEgEOQI/AAAAAAAABOg/ZMRnKXFBtBM/s72-c/paper+heart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2028760595125556884</id><published>2008-02-05T14:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:09:51.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>notes for the New Roulette 3-Dpoetry Machine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6jHu0gEOKI/AAAAAAAABNo/Uu8LVOLsh9I/s1600-h/old_roulette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6jHu0gEOKI/AAAAAAAABNo/Uu8LVOLsh9I/s320/old_roulette.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163596579961321634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently have been making sketches and putting&lt;br /&gt;together words for a 3-d Roulette model,&lt;br /&gt;involving a progression of 1,2 and then 3 wheels&lt;br /&gt;that would generate lines of poetry.  Because there is&lt;br /&gt;a total of 38 probable numbers to land on, there&lt;br /&gt;are a total of 38 composed lines per wheel.  &lt;br /&gt;(38)(38)(38) would then be the total outcome&lt;br /&gt;of possible combinations of lines.  It sounds a&lt;br /&gt;little outta hand to have 64,000+ possible &lt;br /&gt;little pomes to emerge from this but that's what&lt;br /&gt;a certain program is working to generate.  &lt;br /&gt;Daniel C. Howe is responsible for making this possible,&lt;br /&gt;to the most extent. Though I don't know exactly&lt;br /&gt;what he is doing, technically.  So far I am simply writing&lt;br /&gt;separate lines to make sense in controlled-random &lt;br /&gt;relation to each other; attempting to make them work&lt;br /&gt;syntactically with a significant amount of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;through Mr. Howe's  computer program.  For this,&lt;br /&gt;there does seem to be a certain presence-ing involved&lt;br /&gt;in the process, an energy, though not knowing from where&lt;br /&gt;and words are the filter for it, just as a program like this&lt;br /&gt;one might be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parts of Olson's "Projective Verse" comes to mind:  http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/jarnot/olson.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;&lt;&lt;(1) the kinetics of the thing. A poem is energy transferred from where the poet got it (he will have some several causations), by way of the poem itself to, all the way over to, the reader. Okay. Then the poem itself must, at all points, be a high energy-construct and, at all points, an energy-discharge. So: how is the poet to accomplish same energy, how is he, what is the process by which a poet gets in, at all points energy at least the equivalent energy which propelled him in the first place, yet an energy which is peculiar to verse alone and which will be, obviously, different from the energy which the reader, because he is a third term, will take away?&gt;&gt;&gt; ONE PERCEPTION MUST IMMEDIATELY AND DIRECTLY LEAD TO A FURTHER PERCEPTION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A game like roulette also works as a device&lt;br /&gt;to filter words in the ability for them to participate in limited&lt;br /&gt;chance encounters and the 'linking of lines' is the space&lt;br /&gt;where parts of poetic residues stay warm in that&lt;br /&gt;syntactic movement makes sense and the content&lt;br /&gt;happening is also consistent.  The angles of&lt;br /&gt;of approaching the seemingly cloudy content of the piece&lt;br /&gt;is gathered in the amount of possiblities&lt;br /&gt;for events to appear in the poetic-narrative of 38x38x38.&lt;br /&gt;But without getting caught up in the amount of outcomes,&lt;br /&gt;the poetic energy must also be sustained as many times&lt;br /&gt;in order for wasted pages to be worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;http://www.391.org/manifestos/tristantzara_dadamanifesto.htm&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the Softies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2028760595125556884?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.poetspath.com/transmissions/messages/olson.html' title='notes for the New Roulette 3-Dpoetry Machine.'/><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://www.poetspath.com/transmissions/messages/olson.html' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2028760595125556884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2028760595125556884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2028760595125556884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2028760595125556884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/02/notes-for-new-roulette-3-dpoetry.html' title='notes for the New Roulette 3-Dpoetry Machine.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R6jHu0gEOKI/AAAAAAAABNo/Uu8LVOLsh9I/s72-c/old_roulette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3245092108166270751</id><published>2008-01-20T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T14:17:25.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the (p)O(em)ptical text-Refracter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R5Od6PE7S3I/AAAAAAAABL4/HfEw4yCWXvE/s1600-h/250px-Geraet_beim_Optiker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R5Od6PE7S3I/AAAAAAAABL4/HfEw4yCWXvE/s400/250px-Geraet_beim_Optiker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157639622074518386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notes for          &lt;br /&gt;Optical Refractor Poem&lt;br /&gt;partly inspired by Jean-Dominique Bauby's&lt;br /&gt;The Diving Bell and The Butterfly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the optical refractor would serve as a visual field, permitting text to&lt;br /&gt;move around by plain vision or various types of eye movement (e.g. rapid eye movement, blinking, eye direction)&lt;br /&gt;see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eye#Smooth_pursuit_movement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-text movement to occur within/through apparatus of refractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-optical refractor would detect qualities of a person's eyes, like color.&lt;br /&gt;The color, for example, would initiate the tone of a working narrative.   &lt;br /&gt;There would be a total number of working narratives based on the amount&lt;br /&gt;of existing human eye color--8 to date.  see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eye_color&lt;br /&gt;which would then be 8 possible narratives, including the color red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if there were an optical refractor that detected eye conditions, diseases, disorders&lt;br /&gt;on its own (without an optometrist) in the person viewing/experiencing the text then this could also contribute a possible ongoing narrative in the text--&gt; disorder/disruption of text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-or any such eye condition would be detected by the optical refractor which would&lt;br /&gt;initiate or prompt the movement of text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-text can move around in any which direction&lt;br /&gt;-fontsize of text would enlarge, minimize, remain the same.&lt;br /&gt;-3-d text to construct /arrange itself-- like furniture.&lt;br /&gt;-eye conditions/diseases/disorders would also direct the&lt;br /&gt;movement/construction of text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3-d images directed by eye-movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blinking also used as a tool to direct/alter text, narrative or poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-certain number of blinks to indicate or lead towards an image or word.&lt;br /&gt;see Jean-Dominique Bauby's novel "The Diving Bell &amp; the Butterfly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blinking would prompt &amp; direct movement within visual field:  right-eye blinks to &lt;br /&gt;turn or walk right, &amp; left-eye blinks to turn or walk left within or around the text&lt;br /&gt;which is simultaneously building itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3245092108166270751?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3245092108166270751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3245092108166270751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3245092108166270751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3245092108166270751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2008/01/poemptical-text-refracter.html' title='the (p)O(em)ptical text-Refracter'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R5Od6PE7S3I/AAAAAAAABL4/HfEw4yCWXvE/s72-c/250px-Geraet_beim_Optiker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2501748612707487600</id><published>2007-12-15T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T15:01:17.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2501748612707487600?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2501748612707487600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2501748612707487600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2501748612707487600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2501748612707487600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/12/hearts-are-foe-horses.html' title=''/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-660326919804097732</id><published>2007-12-07T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T17:19:01.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loop 1000 are you kidding?!</title><content type='html'>Turns out, what I need is Loop 1000&lt;br /&gt;after having received Veltex which is&lt;br /&gt;thin and has no thick hairs on it whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;after convincing the sales rep. at Velcro in N.H.&lt;br /&gt;that it just won't work.  He tried arguing that in&lt;br /&gt;fact it is thicker than velcro 1000 but after telling&lt;br /&gt;him is wasn't about durability and he says "what do&lt;br /&gt;you need this for?" and I said "I basically want it for&lt;br /&gt;the sensation of ripping." &amp; I kept saying "like the velcro&lt;br /&gt;shoe" and he says there's  no such thing and I said well&lt;br /&gt;then where do you get the kind they put on shoes?" and&lt;br /&gt;he said "look, there's all kinds of loop fasteners" and I said&lt;br /&gt;ok, I just want the one I could rip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-660326919804097732?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/660326919804097732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=660326919804097732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/660326919804097732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/660326919804097732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/12/loop-1000-are-you-kidding.html' title='Loop 1000 are you kidding?!'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7268576684444269797</id><published>2007-12-04T14:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:12:12.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumber party notes for Hook&amp;Loop Velcro TV</title><content type='html'>http://www.immersence.com/publications/2003-Mmorse-full.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R1eR8lAvpJI/AAAAAAAABKg/DA83V5eugEs/s1600-h/Photo+80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R1eR8lAvpJI/AAAAAAAABKg/DA83V5eugEs/s320/Photo+80.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140737969580123282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I haven't come across an essay that addresses the specific physical gesture to touch, rip, and displace certain parts of TV Flow, I found it most compatible to refer to Margaret Morse's essay "An Ontology of Everyday Distraction," which briefly proposes the notion of physically "sqeezing".  She writes, "The representation of the copresence of multiple worlds in different modes on the television screen is achieved via division of the visual field into areas or via the representation of stacked places which can be tumbled or squeezed and which, in virtual terms, advance toward and retreat from the visual field of the viewer.  (206-207).  The issue of displacement, regarding the ability to move/shift velcro hook pieces around the velcro loop surface, is relevant to Morse's concern for "dislocation," when she goes writes "In a quite literal, physical sense, freeways, malls, and television are not truly 'places'." (199)  The product of distancing bleeds into the interaction with TV FLow, while a TV show is projected onto the velcro surface.  It invites the viewer to step out of the conventional mode of viewership and into a more tangible realm of interacting with the screen also in relation to TV as an ongoing/endless happenstance phrased by Morse quotes as "happening out there."  (ibid)  She also passes the hot pocket to John Ellis' " 'double distance' of television's complicity with the viewer against an 'outside world' represented as 'hostile or bizarre,' and the viewer's delegation of 'his or her look to the TV itself.  Both means of distancing blink towards 'the opposition inside/outside,' which insulates the viewer from events seen by TV." (ibid i)  Being able to move around the velcro pieces would also disrupt/cause creases on TV narratives since select portions of the TV show would be scene.  It would then work to open up a space to create a montage or a sort of 'broken mirror effect' depending on select TV moving-images on display.  The temporality of time, moving-image, (and perhaps identity with regard to TV as a metaphor of a mirror or vice-versa) could be re-evaluated or at least aroused in this way, through the concept of being able to re-arrange a TV show through hook velcro strips in varying sizes &amp; shapes.   Also, it would work to mess with the standard screen-ratio (what are they?) of TV sets in that each velcro strip varies in lenth and width.  A part of the whole TV moving-image would be visible on velcro strips, while the rest of the parts are projected/invisible on a dead space of black loop velcro.  There(fricken)fore, I hate to throw this in, but, "miniaturization" also becomes part of the hopscotch of critical concern, perhaps in the attempt to playfully control  narrative and TV flow by substituting multiple sections of the moving-image with small velcro pieces intended to move around.  Morse hollers, "Miniaturization is a process of interiorization, enclosure, and perfection, one in which the temporal dimensions of narrative or history are transformed into spatial ones, a plenitude of description of seemingly endless details."  (211) The ability to physically engage with the moving-image and endless/seamless TV narratives requires a pliable medium and flat surface that would allow for a TV show projection to appear for the pleasure of ripping apart.  So far, it seems that the hook &amp; loop processings of velcro may work to play with this desire to touch, rip, and dislocate the flow of time and narrative taking place in that seemingly non-space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7268576684444269797?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7268576684444269797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7268576684444269797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7268576684444269797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7268576684444269797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/12/notes-for-hook-tv-project.html' title='Slumber party notes for Hook&amp;Loop Velcro TV'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R1eR8lAvpJI/AAAAAAAABKg/DA83V5eugEs/s72-c/Photo+80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3024350532234671500</id><published>2007-11-20T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:51:17.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Velco of TV Flow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZSjy93Qci8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZSjy93Qci8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R0NXyu1ZdmI/AAAAAAAABIg/Lu9sQ15XrEE/s1600-h/Baby_Diapers_with_Velcro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R0NXyu1ZdmI/AAAAAAAABIg/Lu9sQ15XrEE/s320/Baby_Diapers_with_Velcro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135044529209570914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mac the Ripper &amp; Mpeg Streamclip to hijack TV shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traces of this attempt to "squeeze" TV 'flow', the &lt;br /&gt;moving-image in general on screen, references Margaret Morse's&lt;br /&gt;essay "An ontology of everyday distraction: the freeway, the mall &amp; television." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia says:  Velcro is a brand name of fabric hook-and-loop fasteners. The term VELCRO is a registered trademark in most countries. Generic terminology for these fasteners includes "hook and loop", "burr" and "touch" fasteners. The VELCRO company headquarters is in Manchester, New Hampshire, USA.  The strength of the hook and loop bond depends on how well the hooks are embedded in the loops and the nature of the force pulling it apart. If hooks and loops are used to bond two rigid surfaces, e.g. auto body panels and frame, the bond is particularly strong because any force pulling the pieces apart is spread evenly across all hooks. Also, any force pushing the pieces together is evenly applied over the entire surface, engaging more hooks and loops. Vibration can also cause rigid pieces to improve their bond.&lt;br /&gt;When one or both of the pieces is flexible, e.g. a pocket flap, the pieces can be pulled apart with a peeling action which applies the force to relatively few hooks at a time. If a flexible piece is pulled parallel to the plane of the fastener surface the force is spread evenly as with very rigid pieces. hooks (left) and loops (right).  Two ways to maximize the strength of a bond with one or more flexible pieces are: increase the area of the bond, e.g. long purse strap ensure that the force is applied parallel to the plane of the fastener surface, e.g. bending around a corner or pulley. For example, shoe closures can resist a large force with little bonding area by wrapping a strap through a slot which reduces the force on the fastener by ensuring the force is parallel to the plane of the fastener and by halving the force on the bond by acting as a pulley system.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Concept:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An attempt to physically/tangibly grasp the flow (in scope of flow as a metaphysical register) but not able to do so.  In the inability, then finding a mediation that will get close to it, that perhaps through velcro.  Velcro, as a metaphor of attachment/detachment, would work as a layer or surface of a t.v. show taking place as its being projected unto the loop-surface.  It&lt;br /&gt;would then invite one to unstrip patches of hook-velcro from the fuzzy loop surface and rearrange them in any other parts of the screen to catch and reveal the t.v. show being projected onto the entire surface of the velcro.  The loop-surface would be black while the hook-surface is white.  One would then unhook/detach any which parts of the velcro and arrange&lt;br /&gt;them in a way that would recreate another or missing parts of the whole t.v. show being projected as the rest will not be visible on the black loop-velcro surface. It would work a bit like a puzzle or those poetry refrigerator magnets. If anything, it'd be a means to engage with TV flow, through velcro as a mediation, (in an attempt to unstrip, detach, rearrange the moving-image); velcro as an adhesive (both literal &amp; metaphorically) to unstrip the content and 'flow' of a TV show.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would hope to engage with flow through a certain 'diagnosis' of unstripping or perhaps just ripping the moving-image apart, in multiple pieces, choosing to see what I want to see without having to be dedicated to an entire frame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*More connections to be made regarding the fabric of hook &amp; loop velcro, the gesture of 'unstripping' &amp;  the intangible&lt;br /&gt;moving-image being projected onto it. --&gt; Now also thinking of this as a hook-suit in which persons can roll around&lt;br /&gt;the the hook-surface. ;) which is already out there but to add a projection onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multiple strips of white hook-velcro pieces&lt;br /&gt;tv show preferences are currently being decided&lt;br /&gt;projector&lt;br /&gt;gator/foam core/painted plywood&lt;br /&gt;spray 77 by 3M&lt;br /&gt;white hook pieces&lt;br /&gt;5X5 ft black loop velcro (Levitt Industrial Textile 1-800-548-0097)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under construction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3024350532234671500?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3024350532234671500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3024350532234671500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3024350532234671500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3024350532234671500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/11/hook-loop-of-tv-flow-tentative.html' title='The Velco of TV Flow'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/R0NXyu1ZdmI/AAAAAAAABIg/Lu9sQ15XrEE/s72-c/Baby_Diapers_with_Velcro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6807037114799742861</id><published>2007-11-07T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:30:06.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn, 2007: copyright Hairflip</title><content type='html'>After hours of digging through&lt;br /&gt;autunm from ACME video on Transit &lt;br /&gt;&amp; Brook St., they incarnated 16 times&lt;br /&gt;within couple hours, though many more&lt;br /&gt;incarnations bound to break the zipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, so far, is what autumn appears to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Heaven Allows (Douglas Sirk, 1955)&lt;br /&gt;Contempt (Jean-Luc Godard, 1964)&lt;br /&gt;Love Story (Arthur Hiller, 1970)&lt;br /&gt;Chintatown (Roman Polanski, 1974)&lt;br /&gt;September (Woody Allen, 1987)&lt;br /&gt;When Harry Met Sally (Rob Reiner, 1989)&lt;br /&gt;My Father's Glory (Yves Robert, 1990)&lt;br /&gt;The Lover (Nicholas Kazan, 1992)&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy Hollow (Tim Burton, 1999)&lt;br /&gt;Virgin Suicides (Sofia Coppola, 2000)&lt;br /&gt;Amelie (Jean-Pierre Jeunet, 2001)&lt;br /&gt;Far From Heaven (Todd Haynes, 2003)&lt;br /&gt;Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring (Kim ki-Duk, 2003)&lt;br /&gt;Hero (Zhang Yimou, 2004)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6807037114799742861?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6807037114799742861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6807037114799742861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6807037114799742861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6807037114799742861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/11/autumn-2007-copyright-hairflip.html' title='Autumn, 2007: copyright Hairflip'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8948919803219922680</id><published>2007-11-04T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:28:13.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Panopticonic Tv Tower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ry1ekmIAquI/AAAAAAAABFg/SlWFDElZ0K4/s1600-h/panopticon_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ry1ekmIAquI/AAAAAAAABFg/SlWFDElZ0K4/s320/panopticon_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128859533447310050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concept stolen from J-dog's panopticon, &lt;br /&gt;though the center tower covered with working TV sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tv sets are watching the inmate/viewers.&lt;br /&gt;-It'd have to be set up on a smaller scale cuz&lt;br /&gt;the original ones were huge.&lt;br /&gt;-Standard several floors circulating around the Tv Tower&lt;br /&gt;for the viewer/person to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; a loose association in which earth revolves around the sun, the ultimate source of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary on the viewer being surveillenced by Tv (empty surveillencing)&lt;br /&gt;while also participating in ongoing Tv narratives--&gt;concept of there not needing&lt;br /&gt;to be anyone watching you in the tower (as there is also no one inside the Tv),&lt;br /&gt;as long one is convinced by certain narrative driven strategies to remain within&lt;br /&gt;the metaphorical (or not) confines of the cell.  Or it doesn't even have to go that&lt;br /&gt;route!  It can just be enjoyed, walked around, watched for pleasure, critiqued for pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;whatever the viewer wants it to be--&gt;perhaps no 'cells' just the tower itself depending&lt;br /&gt;on surrounding space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just notes, due to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what will be on the screens?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anything on Tv, from karaoke footage of rural parts of Asia to&lt;br /&gt;nostalgiac family episodes, news, commericials, porn, cartoons,&lt;br /&gt;anything, content may change depending on where it'll eventually lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;With regard to TV, Bentham's panopticon model works in reverse; the screen is open and available to anyone in which the viewer is tricked into believing that one is exercising controlled-viewing through choices of hundreds of channels, when in turn, it works to keep one in a stationary pursuit of choices which are indebted to a production of narratives; the viewer may be seen as chasing after a stream of ghosts working to solidify endless possibilities of a self in a constant process of becoming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8948919803219922680?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8948919803219922680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8948919803219922680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8948919803219922680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8948919803219922680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/11/panopticonic-tv-tower.html' title='Panopticonic Tv Tower'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ry1ekmIAquI/AAAAAAAABFg/SlWFDElZ0K4/s72-c/panopticon_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6740322496028925932</id><published>2007-11-02T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:10:05.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyvSF2IAqqI/AAAAAAAABE8/AYQFmhj6udY/s1600-h/girly+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyvSF2IAqqI/AAAAAAAABE8/AYQFmhj6udY/s320/girly+tv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128423598561733282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyvSGWIAqrI/AAAAAAAABFE/tRi_hOkYkMc/s1600-h/tv+clock+sample.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyvSGWIAqrI/AAAAAAAABFE/tRi_hOkYkMc/s320/tv+clock+sample.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128423607151667890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 12 TV monitors set up as a round face of a clock, each TV represents an hour.&lt;br /&gt;2. Specific (cable) TV shows which play at that exact hour for 1 hour in am/pm.&lt;br /&gt;3. not sure the size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. each TV set will play a TV show for an hour, the rest will be off/idle.&lt;br /&gt;2. it'll go around the clock&lt;br /&gt;3. someone needs to figure out how to synchronize eastern standard time to trigger or have TV show played at that hour.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; a TV show rerun of time--&gt;no such real time, only marked on the circular face--&gt;TV show signifies 'segmentation of time into the domestic sphere', in which, an hour long episode (including commericial breaks) measures/solidifies a 'TV of the Self'--&gt; TV abstracts time from the viewer--&gt;the body/person as 'clock'--&gt; death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*concept inspired by David Morley's essay "The Construction of everyday life: political comunication &amp; domestic media."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6740322496028925932?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6740322496028925932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6740322496028925932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6740322496028925932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6740322496028925932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/11/tv-clock.html' title='TV Clock'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyvSF2IAqqI/AAAAAAAABE8/AYQFmhj6udY/s72-c/girly+tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7105949746380510383</id><published>2007-11-02T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:13:39.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Installation: Post-myspace Minimalicious, ruff notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyuSwGIAqpI/AAAAAAAABE0/ybz6X0lOlLs/s1600-h/myspace+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyuSwGIAqpI/AAAAAAAABE0/ybz6X0lOlLs/s320/myspace+box.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128353955667028626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyuQYmIAqoI/AAAAAAAABEs/DIoNiNT7MuA/s1600-h/top+6+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyuQYmIAqoI/AAAAAAAABEs/DIoNiNT7MuA/s320/top+6+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128351352916847234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. large, bare white, all white room with 4 walls.&lt;br /&gt;2. 8 top friends&lt;br /&gt;3. blocks for interface/push-buttons&lt;br /&gt;4. or just a white box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would it be interactive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. if you touch/tap a friend, they will &lt;br /&gt;answer any question you ask, sing you&lt;br /&gt;a profile song, comment on you, share their&lt;br /&gt;interests in music, books, movies, educational background,&lt;br /&gt;etc..  If they like you, they will ask to be your friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. an attempt to tangibilize the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. you can actually walk around, inside the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. experience it as an actual body/living space--though not a space to live in but physically interact in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. encounter people in the flesh and decide if they could be a potential friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why can't we do this anywhere else, like in a coffee shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Because certain public places may come equipped with interpersonal expectations. &lt;br /&gt;Persons are already expected to have eye-contact, bump into each other, hide behind a book,&lt;br /&gt;etc.  Also, their "myspace-selves" are hidden behind their clothes, locked away within their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;An open white space, a typical gallery space, effects personal/intimate approach to a living/breathing person,&lt;br /&gt;creating a futhered distancing through inherent sterility invoked by the whiteness or breaking through that and &lt;br /&gt;increasing intimate/friendly engagement.  Anyway, it raises questions about "Top 8" in the way friendships are 'measured'&lt;br /&gt;or when you see someone else's Top 8 and wonder what that person is really like--&gt; if "really" is in itself solipsistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7105949746380510383?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7105949746380510383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7105949746380510383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7105949746380510383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7105949746380510383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/11/installation-post-myspace-ruff-notes.html' title='Installation: Post-myspace Minimalicious, ruff notes'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyuSwGIAqpI/AAAAAAAABE0/ybz6X0lOlLs/s72-c/myspace+box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8289967461970888450</id><published>2007-10-31T03:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T04:11:58.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Velcro TV: can flow be tangible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyhGx2IAqVI/AAAAAAAABCU/U2RubV-bD24/s1600-h/tv+squares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyhGx2IAqVI/AAAAAAAABCU/U2RubV-bD24/s320/tv+squares.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127425997917956434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyhGyGIAqWI/AAAAAAAABCc/PaOpYm5Hous/s1600-h/tv+tangible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyhGyGIAqWI/AAAAAAAABCc/PaOpYm5Hous/s320/tv+tangible.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127426002212923746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyhGyGIAqXI/AAAAAAAABCk/WN3HLz1JaPU/s1600-h/velcro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyhGyGIAqXI/AAAAAAAABCk/WN3HLz1JaPU/s320/velcro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127426002212923762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. multiple strips of velcro to cover large scale wall or one&lt;br /&gt;large rectangular strip of velcro.&lt;br /&gt;2. projector&lt;br /&gt;3. tv images/flow projected onto the velcro&lt;br /&gt;4. someone to unstrip the velcro during TV projection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considerations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does this satisfy the desire to make TV flow tangible in the process&lt;br /&gt;of unstripping  (an image) (via velcro)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the sound of velcro in conjunct to the TV flow?  &lt;br /&gt;Does velcro-sound work in tandem with or against or as a&lt;br /&gt;distraction to the flow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velcro as a filter to create/suggest physical tangibilities of the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An attempt to "scratch" at the flat moving-image; to grasp the flowing river of images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*these sketches inspired by critical texts on TV in Lynne Joyrich's Tv/Tv: Alternative &amp; Commercial Television &lt;br /&gt;Fall 2007 course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8289967461970888450?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8289967461970888450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8289967461970888450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8289967461970888450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8289967461970888450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/10/velcro-tv-can-flow-be-tangible.html' title='Velcro TV: can flow be tangible?'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyhGx2IAqVI/AAAAAAAABCU/U2RubV-bD24/s72-c/tv+squares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2340073508599921211</id><published>2007-10-31T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:40:06.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>University of Stockholm: 1st to introduce a fashion studies program the way it does.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fashion.su.se/pub/jsp/polopoly.jsp?d=4604&amp;a=15915&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of London:  Literature &amp; Medicine?  &lt;br /&gt;http://www.kcl.ac.uk/schools/humanities/english/pg/masters/litmed.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2340073508599921211?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2340073508599921211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2340073508599921211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2340073508599921211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2340073508599921211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/10/university-of-stockholm-1st-to.html' title=''/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4314944358071911910</id><published>2007-10-29T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:24:15.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Velcro Grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rya5KmIAqSI/AAAAAAAABB8/d-aUTAYqAlA/s1600-h/velcro+strip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rya5KmIAqSI/AAAAAAAABB8/d-aUTAYqAlA/s320/velcro+strip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126988817491863842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rya5OmIAqTI/AAAAAAAABCE/dVszIErpsqI/s1600-h/grass_by_conformity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rya5OmIAqTI/AAAAAAAABCE/dVszIErpsqI/s320/grass_by_conformity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126988886211340594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rya5PGIAqUI/AAAAAAAABCM/jwPXY0qdGwg/s1600-h/nature+to+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rya5PGIAqUI/AAAAAAAABCM/jwPXY0qdGwg/s320/nature+to+go.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126988894801275202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, what happens when nature gets like way too intense?  When the immensity of it just doesn't seem real?  When it makes you want to just rip it apart to see whats underneath all of it?  Like cutting through it with scissors and then gluing it back together?  Velcro Grass 3000 might be a way to solve this impulse.  By making grass removable with velcro, you can take it anywhere you want to go or simply un-patch the grass the way you would velcro on a shoe.  Those desires to "un-patch the grass" are possible with a few easy steps.  The process is under construction, creators are on standby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what a few people had to say about Velcro Grass 3000:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, you know, I've like been having this tick to rip off the tiny patch of grass from its lawn in front of the 7-Eleven.  But like how do I do that without being able to patch it back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Carol Steinbeck, Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the future, whose idea of public velcro grass and order will be in velcro spaces?  That is perhaps the greatest question we have to face.  You can look at a landscape and you can see it as perfect in itself.  Or you can look at it as undeveloped velcro grass.  Those are very two different points of view.  Who will make the public velcro grass in that space?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Julia Roberts, Mona Lisa Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think being able to displace your intuitive senses of the grass calls to our attention the ability to displace the projections we place upon it.  If only we could do this on an emotional level.  Imagine being able to un-patch any feelings of anger or guilt.  That would be the next step, to alleviate aggressive states of mind through velcro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pema Chodron Rinpoche, Nova Scotia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're still working on dismantling all those old binary oppositions and the differences between the grass and un-patching.  All those 'un-patchings' and all those grasses are really part of a large framework of centers and margins all together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tony Hedgewick, Lincolin, Nebraska&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4314944358071911910?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4314944358071911910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4314944358071911910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4314944358071911910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4314944358071911910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/10/velcro-grass.html' title='Velcro Grass'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rya5KmIAqSI/AAAAAAAABB8/d-aUTAYqAlA/s72-c/velcro+strip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4871747895852698251</id><published>2007-10-25T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:40:39.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn: Ways To sense at It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHGIAqdI/AAAAAAAABDU/S0zFtdQKjv4/s1600-h/good+will+autumn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHGIAqdI/AAAAAAAABDU/S0zFtdQKjv4/s320/good+will+autumn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127961825152903634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHWIAqeI/AAAAAAAABDc/r9Bt51_oLn4/s1600-h/mona_lisa_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHWIAqeI/AAAAAAAABDc/r9Bt51_oLn4/s320/mona_lisa_smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127961829447870946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHmIAqfI/AAAAAAAABDk/kZ2Ye2VldVs/s1600-h/whenharrymetsally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHmIAqfI/AAAAAAAABDk/kZ2Ye2VldVs/s320/whenharrymetsally.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127961833742838258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHmIAqgI/AAAAAAAABDs/P-aI_dC18Sw/s1600-h/farfromheavenlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHmIAqgI/AAAAAAAABDs/P-aI_dC18Sw/s320/farfromheavenlg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127961833742838274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV Project 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*look at Martin Arnold, Christian Metz, Jason Vosu&lt;br /&gt;-download Mac the Ripper to abstract scenes from various films, upload them into QuickTime, edit in Final Cut&lt;br /&gt;-Find 12 scenes from 12 different films which exemplifies/theatricizes autumn season.&lt;br /&gt;-Consider foreign films.&lt;br /&gt;-Edit the scences in progression according to time period.&lt;br /&gt;-Loop it continuously.&lt;br /&gt;-Extend each autumn scene by slowing down its time so that each are worth 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;-total of 10 min., then looped.&lt;br /&gt;-possibly display it in the Modern Culture &amp; Media windows at Brown.&lt;br /&gt;-The trees are looking beautiful right now so it would be an interesting contrast between the screen&lt;br /&gt;and autumn leaves.&lt;br /&gt;-A representation of color as it gets processesed through a video-camera and the changes of textual surface over time.&lt;br /&gt;-Perhaps choosing films 5 years apart as a a progressive cursor of time flow within film:  1950-2005= 2 films every 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;-Now I have to go find autumn scenes..yay!&lt;br /&gt;*Douglas Sirk, "All that Heaven Allows" "Written on the Wind."  1950's technicolor.&lt;br /&gt;-Talk with Richard Manning, the film archivist in MCM.&lt;br /&gt;-Ideally, to have 12 TV sets stacked on top of each other in the window display.&lt;br /&gt;-But without the funds do it that way, then just have them as 12 separate screens (have them all playing at once) in one large screen and projected in the window.&lt;br /&gt;-film TV screen to use as frame.&lt;br /&gt;-decide whether to have all clips playing simultaneously or in sequence--&gt;In sequence.&lt;br /&gt;-what time of the day to project this?--&gt;dusk&lt;br /&gt;-playing with seasonal representation&lt;br /&gt;-the fictions of season--&gt;raises concerns if the season is experienced through mediation itself, and how the mediation effects direct experience with the season.&lt;br /&gt;-season as a container, how much of it passes through the filter.  &lt;br /&gt;-season as it is viewed/interepreted through film vs. experience of it.&lt;br /&gt;-"natural time" vs. "media time"&lt;br /&gt;-Just play the scenes in progression--&gt; 1950-2005, color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4871747895852698251?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4871747895852698251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4871747895852698251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4871747895852698251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4871747895852698251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/10/autumn-10-ways-to-look-at-it.html' title='Autumn: Ways To sense at It'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RyouHGIAqdI/AAAAAAAABDU/S0zFtdQKjv4/s72-c/good+will+autumn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-5884743453650468448</id><published>2007-10-23T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:34:12.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The difficulty in approaching what 'television text' is, involves an attempt to write about an artifice (TV) that consists of sound and image to convey specific forms and contents in order to sell or display a message; a difference between written text (the alphabet, grammar) and televisual text (sound &amp; image) as it appears in a flat, (non)linear, temporal space catering  strictly to the senses of sight and sound on a screen. Text within television contains multiple registers: space, time, movement,content, sound, image, all of which assimilate into t.v.'s notion of being 'slippery', supported by its physical parts (described through written text) for broadcasting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  An image source. This is the electrical signal representing the visual image, and may be from a camera in the   case of live images, a video tape recorder for playback of recorded images, or a film chain-telecine-flying spot   scanner for transmission of motion pictures (films). A sound source. This is an electrical signal from a   microphone or from the audio output of a video tape recorder or motion picture film scanner. A transmitter,   which generates radio signals (radio waves) and encodes them with picture and sound information. An   antenna coupled to the output of the transmitter for broadcasting the encoded signals. An antenna to receive the   broadcast signals. A receiver (also called a tuner), which decodes the picture and sound information from the   broadcast signals, and whose input is coupled to the antenna. A display device, which turns the electrical   signals into visual images. An audio amplifier and loudspeaker, which turns electrical signals into sound   waves (speech, music, and other sounds) to accompany the images.  (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/  Television#Elements_of_a_television_system.)     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the means to define TV's physical parts itself relies on written text; the written text as another added register in attempting to approach a subject that consists heavily of sound and image and which isn't typically read; a barrier between receiving messages from a TV screen and attempting to write about it.  What does it mean to write towards (as though reaching through writing) a subject (TV as text) or form that doesn't require literacy (strictly in the sense of reading and writing)?  What if a response to the question could be through simply showing parts of a TV show, commercial or as moving-image?   It seems the difficulty in approaching what television text is, also has to do with a difference of textual spaces (with regard to reading &amp; writing, watching &amp; hearing); certain tensions between both kinds of mediations in receiving and&lt;br /&gt;processing information, be it through narrative or in an attempt to define a word or that when "it is caught in the ambiguity&lt;br /&gt;of actualization" (de Certeau 1988:  117 ff.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common outlet between written and TV text might be that both require space in order to perform their functions and content, just as words acquire room on a page to describe parts of a television and a television requires enough space to fit in a room.  In shadow of this, words possess transparent qualities different from that of a TV screen; the word 'slippery'(also an onomatopoeia) is different from the experiential lexicon of TV emitting audiovisual tones of 'slipperiness'.  Television as a signifier performs what a word cannot, that which signifies and/or is capable of resembling "slippery" in audiovisual&lt;br /&gt;variations, as though television (as a metaphor in itself) also serves as a pre-linguistic thesaurus of the moving-image.  With&lt;br /&gt;regard to defining "slippery", the articulation, so far, seems a process caught in the wings between audiovisual and literary modes.  In exploiting TV as an audiovisual thesaurus, the next step is to to embed a Youtube video clip of someone sliding around in an ice-skating ring, connoting "slippery" in its literal meaning through physical representation, as well as the textures of low-grade foggy reception on the screen, analogous to the weather, ice, wetness, slippage, promoting a kind of visceral engagement with the text.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ vaP0ho3Nu2o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaP0ho3Nu2o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the video, text, in terms of space, is exactly what it appears to be: elsewhere, this person ice-skating within the capsule of a specific 'place' and 'time',  though capable of extending its finite moment into multiple times and places at once in simultaneity; the moment/text not physically happening anywhere, yet occurring everywhere through its one-time reproduction by being uploaded on Youtube.com.  In relation to space, television works similarly to what is termed as the "projective stage" of perception.  "Then comes the projective stage, in which all activities and objects are experienced in relation to a single, subjective point of view[...] The centered space of everyday life bears some resemblance to the space perception characteristic of the second stage.  But, while the projective space is liquid, moveable, always related to the position of the spectator-subject, the everyday space is a stable one; the point of view is locked on to one and the same locality" (Larsen, 110); that "same locality" characteristic of television, a rerun or reproduction of a moving-image stored in a frame or a box/flat screen, catering to multiple-singular times and places, which, based on accessibility, simulates more time and place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.V.'s textual 'slipperiness' to some extent, mirrors the mind.  I imagine TV as a neutral zone which invites, &lt;br /&gt;harbors, and executes varying mental states and then works to stabilize and prolong them; the "stream of consciousness" mentioned by Patricia Mellencamp in her essay "Beyond the Pleasure Principle of Television."  Mellencamp attempts to appropriate Freud's "repetition compulsion" to TV reruns.  In Buddhist psychology, the intellect is viewed as "a collection of a lot of little details and aspects of psychological inclinations of different types[...] which enables ego to gather further territory, further substance, more things[...] there are six types of [...] egocentric thoughts.  They are ignorance, passion, &lt;br /&gt;anger, pride, doubt, dogmatism"  (Trungpa, 1975).  Like the mind to an extent,  "TV triggers memories of TV in an endless chain of TV referentiality[...]It is a disassociated, dated history, out of synch with the present, with nothing, now to do with us..."  (Mellencamp, 79).   But in light of the glossy textual surface of the screen itself, its apparent in the ice-skating clip presented on Youtube; sixteen seconds of a flowing stream of 'soft-shock' impressions, heightened by eight punctums of TV static soundtrack, while a man swirls around lacking any fixed narrative; this in turn, exemplifying the realization of  "'Nervous impulses' and electric energy' portend electronic culture and its reception- the creation/mediation of the shocking experience of modernity" (ibid, 97).  The lacking narrative (due to it being only 16 seconds) as metaphorical to a personal narrative at the risk of being consumed by the bombardment of multiple narratives shooting from every passing channel.   I've viewed the ice-skating clip with Claude Debussy's classical piano piece " Passepeid" and it is changed entirely, the watery composition adds to the effect of slippage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An attempt to develop an overarching theory of TV is slippery in itself, if it is an object that is constructed and evaluated  within the framework of metaphysical binaries such as "light &amp; darkness", "nearness &amp; distance"  or if it is considered a "nonspace" divided again via the play of motion and stillness organized by passages and thresholds to the worlds behind the glass, by a mise-en-scene of light and darkness and by proxemic indicators of nearness and distance within an unanchored situation. (Morse, 207).  The conception of TV as a 'neutral zone' comparable to a "nonspace" to the extent that the past, present, future has already happened, where the passive-viewer does not need to react as episodes, commercials, infomercials, educational, sports, entertainment TV have already done it or is in the process of doing; a boot camp to train one how to be, act, or cook a certain way.  In Morse's reflection from a passage of Foucault's Discipline and Punish, "The Empire of the habitual is the matrix of mental and social life, made of mundane opportunities and choices composed of practices conducted half-aware, which assemble one's very own personhood.  What is new in contemporary life are not these institutions of mobile privatization per se but the interpenetration of layer upon layer of built environment and&lt;br /&gt;representation, the formative and derivative, the imaginary and mundane" (210).  However, Morse might not agree with TV as a "neutral zone",  as she is concerned with it as "privatized ground."  "It is rather, the result of the dominance of one set of values over other values held a little less dear.  Those other values, loosely allied with the "public sphere" are represented- but not included in a way that gives them substance."  (214)  Regarding her use of "nonspace"(here I would extend this to all forms of media representation responsible in developing identity in degrees), and the variations working to promote and stabilize fictions of lifestyles, it is the production of identity (via commercialization) passive viewers are vulnerable in becoming addicted to (I use the term 'become' also in regard to not having an opportunity 'to be' without having TV as a solid mirror to reference parts of the self); a mode of narcissistic viewership reinstated, driven and recycled within "zones of ontological uncertainty" (210), where persons project 'themselves' back into the nonspace (via tuning in to what is present/updated, "in the know"), furthering an illusion of there being such an 'outside', thinning any crevice between supposed 'fictions' appearing on TV and the 'non-fictions' occurring apart from it.  In this way, it is also a concern of TV text (via a currency undefined) stepping out from the screen and into the immediate perceptual stage of oneself and others; if there is such a zone or difference in which parts of the self (perhaps as an audiovisual assemblage) are not already locked within the TV's artifice.  A way to dry up the slipperinness in building a friendship with TV involves a method of understanding how it effects psychological development, perception (as passive or active viewers of the screen and environment) and the possibilities of becoming responsible creators from TV as a medium to be critical of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is up to viewers to (re)create their own meaning/sub-text within varying discourses (or lack of) of TV in order to resist the production of fictions, by reflecting on how TV has contributed to sculpting parts of the self and to evaluate its consequences, relating back to the functionalist approach that " grew out of certain observations that people use television and radio to fulfill certain psychological and sociological needs and to gratify certain desires" (Allen, 14)  The approach is as many viewers there are, more than ninety million U.S. families with television sets and only five thousand selected to represent the demographic for advertising companies (19).  With these numbers in mind, it can also mean the possible mass potential to recreate TV, experiment, subvert.  But finding a personal way to approach the subject is one that requires introspection: what is my personal relationship to TV?  Are there any fantasies in my life that run parallel to certain fantasies on TV?  Are there characters specific to a TV show that have influenced me and in what ways?  Concepts of identity formation and TV's precedence of self-identification; a kind of TV of the Self pertaining to Morse's "nonspace".  Hence, the assessment of TV's social impact not needed to be on the fringes of quantifiable deductions "when what we are trying to account for is how people drive sense and pleasure from television...what scientific law explains our curious relationship with fictional television programs?" (16) There needs to be a way  to engage, communicate, and penetrate through the televisual text instead of being quantified as another passing entity across a statistical board.  There needs to be a production of meaning through a contemplation of how TV has contributed to the personal narrative that is our lives; an attempt to re-narrate the script, internalized or abandoned, as though being thrown into a void of t.v. static and working to compose the constraints within it, before it composes me anymore than it already has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV can be defined in the process of working to reconcile with its psychological and phenomenological impact in relationship with ourselves and the way in which we perceive on a social and biological level, basically, TV is applicable to any discipline of inquiry as it will mirror what is out there.  It is both empty and full, a container capable of storing infinity as long as electricity remains an active phenomenon that relies on positive and negative charges, "light and dark", a matter of ethics in deciding how a medium could function to alter consciousness instead of suppressing or leaving it idle, unafraid to inscribe the I against televisual text without double quotations surrounding.  It is also a question of authorship, a re-emergence of self from the ruins of network/cable TV in reference to text being "...a space of many dimensions, in which are wedded and contested various kinds of writing, no one of which is original...a tissue of citations, resulting from the thousand sources of &lt;br /&gt;culture...the space of the writing is to be traversed, not penetrated: writing ceaselessly posits meaning but always in order to &lt;br /&gt;evaporate it..." (Barthes, Death of the Author).  Any attempt in re-narrating (through voice-over) TV shows, episodes, is also &lt;br /&gt;suggestive of non-attachment to the text, as the act/utterance is subservient to the cause of de-centering, dismantling, disrupting the flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-5884743453650468448?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5884743453650468448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=5884743453650468448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5884743453650468448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5884743453650468448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/10/difficulty-in-approaching-what.html' title=''/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2288994327732664450</id><published>2007-09-16T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:13:10.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>®oulette Word Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2ZlNrA8joY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2ZlNrA8joY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a short poem/story consisting of 38 words. (make sure majority of words are nouns, verbs, adjectives) if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the poem/story:&lt;br /&gt;1. replace every number with one word (including 0,00).&lt;br /&gt;2. replace every chip with one syllable (the more syllables to gain or lose).&lt;br /&gt;3. spin the wheel &amp; ball.&lt;br /&gt;4. see where it lands.&lt;br /&gt;5. re-construct the original poem/story based on chance to determine the story/poem.&lt;br /&gt;6. spin wheel 38 times.&lt;br /&gt;7. you may land seveal times on one word and zero on another.&lt;br /&gt;8. place your bets on a word.&lt;br /&gt;9. if it lands, the more syllables gained to stay in the game.&lt;br /&gt;10.but don't count on winning, no one wins.&lt;br /&gt;11.the objective is to reconstruct a poem/story based on the operation.&lt;br /&gt;12.just a means to land on words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Foxwoods Casino in Connet-it-Cut:&lt;br /&gt;from the utters of "I need a Lipstick &amp; a USB"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to &amp;&lt;br /&gt;so did I, we drove through &lt;br /&gt;wood from where line breaks&lt;br /&gt;haven't yet begun,&lt;br /&gt;that I-95 to South 92,&lt;br /&gt;C-Los in his seat&lt;br /&gt;shuffling through De-La-Soul&lt;br /&gt;Cut to: 7th grade, a &lt;br /&gt;lapse of bored pencil carvings  &lt;br /&gt;mark roads on the desk,&lt;br /&gt;who would've known&lt;br /&gt;we'd grow up to get out&lt;br /&gt;of Providence in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;for readymade chance encounters&lt;br /&gt;on the table:  I ask a 20-something male&lt;br /&gt;"what's your number" to which&lt;br /&gt;he says "21" &amp; it hits, a curtain&lt;br /&gt;of digital red falls flat, I knock over&lt;br /&gt;P-Dog's rum &amp; coke on the&lt;br /&gt;3rd 12, even numbers turn over&lt;br /&gt;from sleep paralysis in Berlin,&lt;br /&gt;a Chinese woman pulls out &lt;br /&gt;a Hair blow-dryer&lt;br /&gt;as if to scan the causes of chance&lt;br /&gt;while the other one rings&lt;br /&gt;a gold elephant charm &lt;br /&gt;quietly to herself.  We stare&lt;br /&gt;at the numbers awaken&lt;br /&gt;softly from behind the bars&lt;br /&gt;of zero; 28 in a queen-size bed &lt;br /&gt;batting lashes in bright red lipstick&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it occurs to us that&lt;br /&gt;there might be nothing&lt;br /&gt;behind those numbers&lt;br /&gt;but rooms that house &lt;br /&gt;a ghost of gestures&lt;br /&gt;to make you win &lt;br /&gt;if you aren't attached&lt;br /&gt;to a physical world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2288994327732664450?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2288994327732664450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2288994327732664450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2288994327732664450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2288994327732664450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/09/oulette-word-game.html' title='®oulette Word Game'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8244486456904046764</id><published>2007-09-15T16:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:24:12.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the Lip-Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RuxMW5Dw14I/AAAAAAAAA5o/afxZ1O7xkcg/s1600-h/usb+drive+gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RuxMW5Dw14I/AAAAAAAAA5o/afxZ1O7xkcg/s320/usb+drive+gold.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110543633316108162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RuxMXJDw15I/AAAAAAAAA5w/UJTmcW_lWKE/s1600-h/lip+usb+drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RuxMXJDw15I/AAAAAAAAA5w/UJTmcW_lWKE/s320/lip+usb+drive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110543637611075474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lipstick+usb= Lipdrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something I can save writings on&lt;br /&gt;&amp; have my lipstick to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I run out of lipstick, then perhaps there'd &lt;br /&gt;be no more spaces left to save documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find an engineer at MIT?--that's what Brian Conn said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8244486456904046764?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8244486456904046764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8244486456904046764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8244486456904046764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8244486456904046764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/09/lip-drive.html' title='the Lip-Drive'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RuxMW5Dw14I/AAAAAAAAA5o/afxZ1O7xkcg/s72-c/usb+drive+gold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-5512662650288853930</id><published>2007-09-05T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:13:24.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>41</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LaXox9BAzrc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LaXox9BAzrc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body moves&lt;br /&gt;in black satin, you&lt;br /&gt;could imagine &lt;br /&gt;how much leg room&lt;br /&gt;could fit into&lt;br /&gt;K's thought of it; he&lt;br /&gt;takes the pencil&lt;br /&gt;&amp; something moves&lt;br /&gt;his hand, through&lt;br /&gt;the glove&lt;br /&gt;onto the page, &lt;br /&gt;dense matter, an&lt;br /&gt;accumulation of himself &lt;br /&gt;against white&lt;br /&gt;when he draws it&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she walks&lt;br /&gt;as traces of pencil&lt;br /&gt;following the &lt;br /&gt;line of what&lt;br /&gt;he forgot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-5512662650288853930?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5512662650288853930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=5512662650288853930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5512662650288853930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/5512662650288853930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/09/41.html' title='41'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4567676563407514629</id><published>2007-09-04T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:41:48.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower Curtain Couture: by Natalia Ryzhova</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4IsuODeUI/AAAAAAAAA34/KsITLoRD8EQ/s1600-h/shower+couture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4IsuODeUI/AAAAAAAAA34/KsITLoRD8EQ/s320/shower+couture+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106528591898966338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4ItOODeVI/AAAAAAAAA4A/NLVM0JzEBEE/s1600-h/natalia+shower+couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4ItOODeVI/AAAAAAAAA4A/NLVM0JzEBEE/s320/natalia+shower+couture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106528600488900946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4IteODeWI/AAAAAAAAA4I/WfMGBwzcs1Q/s1600-h/japan001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4IteODeWI/AAAAAAAAA4I/WfMGBwzcs1Q/s320/japan001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106528604783868258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4ItuODeXI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/_r1Rkix73GQ/s1600-h/natalia+glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4ItuODeXI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/_r1Rkix73GQ/s320/natalia+glass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106528609078835570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest fashion artists my lovely Nata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4567676563407514629?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4567676563407514629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4567676563407514629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4567676563407514629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4567676563407514629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/09/shower-curtain-couture-by-natalia.html' title='Shower Curtain Couture: by Natalia Ryzhova'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rt4IsuODeUI/AAAAAAAAA34/KsITLoRD8EQ/s72-c/shower+couture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3577930964855568812</id><published>2007-09-01T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:11:12.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RtnxZ-ODeOI/AAAAAAAAA3I/vqv5Sk2A8es/s1600-h/jockeys_1929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RtnxZ-ODeOI/AAAAAAAAA3I/vqv5Sk2A8es/s320/jockeys_1929.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105377081102137570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RtnxaOODePI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/KgpdnzKTd0s/s1600-h/Eyelashes+with+Swarovski+rhinestones+1L301L+Black-m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RtnxaOODePI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/KgpdnzKTd0s/s320/Eyelashes+with+Swarovski+rhinestones+1L301L+Black-m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105377085397104882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An olive green coat&lt;br /&gt;cuts open&lt;br /&gt;just below&lt;br /&gt;the heart; a being&lt;br /&gt;is justified to the middle,&lt;br /&gt;we begin this way&lt;br /&gt;at the center &lt;br /&gt;of a page &amp; come out&lt;br /&gt;to fulfill whatever&lt;br /&gt;spaces are left &lt;br /&gt;unoccupied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K cuts out&lt;br /&gt;the blue&lt;br /&gt;from the sky &amp;&lt;br /&gt;sews it into the &lt;br /&gt;shape of a woman; pale&lt;br /&gt;because tones are &lt;br /&gt;sometimes geographic,&lt;br /&gt;pearl buttons; the &lt;br /&gt;kidney stone, she.&lt;br /&gt;Drinks cranberry vodka&lt;br /&gt;to deal with nature&lt;br /&gt;as it becomes flat&lt;br /&gt;as a screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left knee; ⠀&lt;br /&gt;her strut full of forward&lt;br /&gt;slashes, everywhere&lt;br /&gt;handicap in the &lt;br /&gt;back pew of my mind / /,&lt;br /&gt;the ground covered in&lt;br /&gt;discarded beads K will&lt;br /&gt;invent the proper climate&lt;br /&gt;to pray them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nylon scratches&lt;br /&gt;at K's frontal lobe; she&lt;br /&gt;struts with one foot&lt;br /&gt;forward, cutting out&lt;br /&gt;an image of herself&lt;br /&gt;before reaching&lt;br /&gt;the pixels it takes&lt;br /&gt;to stand in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants it cut &lt;br /&gt;at the rib cage; the &lt;br /&gt;skin as thin paragraphs&lt;br /&gt;of soft aging; hands &lt;br /&gt;passing through yards&lt;br /&gt;of _________&lt;br /&gt;now exposed for &lt;br /&gt;an audience to read &lt;br /&gt;through a word&lt;br /&gt;clothed in leather; K &lt;br /&gt;watches from the monitor&lt;br /&gt;searching for shadows &lt;br /&gt;left on the ground, not &lt;br /&gt;even she can see&lt;br /&gt;how death is accumulative,&lt;br /&gt;"seconds are softer&lt;br /&gt;than clouds", closes&lt;br /&gt;his eyes and &lt;br /&gt;presses his cheek&lt;br /&gt;against the womb&lt;br /&gt;on her screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is 'meticulous' about&lt;br /&gt;chance; low notes&lt;br /&gt;drop throughout his ear&lt;br /&gt;to which outside of it&lt;br /&gt;is just rain to them; a&lt;br /&gt;hallway of mute profiles&lt;br /&gt;stepping inside him, the&lt;br /&gt;back alley&lt;br /&gt;keys black &amp; white &lt;br /&gt;are not enough so he&lt;br /&gt;replaces every other &lt;br /&gt;major note navy blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3577930964855568812?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3577930964855568812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3577930964855568812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3577930964855568812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3577930964855568812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-pomme-frittes-for-k-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RtnxZ-ODeOI/AAAAAAAAA3I/vqv5Sk2A8es/s72-c/jockeys_1929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8514268156833403410</id><published>2007-08-23T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:24:55.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding D/R/E/S/S for hair</title><content type='html'>~`                  `~    &lt;br /&gt; 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two buttons&lt;br /&gt;conjunct the cap as periods&lt;br /&gt;to keep distance aligned, her&lt;br /&gt;shadow throughout the&lt;br /&gt;base of sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only her fingers and face&lt;br /&gt;touch what occupies the air, not&lt;br /&gt;another's; it does not.  Belong&lt;br /&gt;to any other place, but that&lt;br /&gt;which enters K's mind; a whiteness&lt;br /&gt;cut by the release of black stiching,&lt;br /&gt;while the rest of us watch&lt;br /&gt;from various degrees. He &lt;br /&gt;stands in the wings holding&lt;br /&gt;a compass in his pocket, not&lt;br /&gt;telling which way to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is covered&lt;br /&gt;in lines of restraining order,&lt;br /&gt;as though marked&lt;br /&gt;by solid strokes of sharpie; K &lt;br /&gt;likes the pencil effect of &lt;br /&gt;non-attachment to skin&lt;br /&gt;and conceals every part&lt;br /&gt;with cows &amp; sheep; the &lt;br /&gt;animal detected in &lt;br /&gt;a single line, wearing &lt;br /&gt;its last breath to keep breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair told me&lt;br /&gt;in one ear to "strut&lt;br /&gt;the sentence like&lt;br /&gt;no one's business" &amp;&lt;br /&gt;she swung her purse&lt;br /&gt;like an exclamation mark&lt;br /&gt;down a short paragraph&lt;br /&gt;of silver sequence 3 inches&lt;br /&gt;above the knee&lt;br /&gt;without turning on the t.v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks through&lt;br /&gt;velcro of November,&lt;br /&gt;wind covered &lt;br /&gt;in a cap, listening to&lt;br /&gt;the interior of soft black; she&lt;br /&gt;likes the sound quality&lt;br /&gt;of not thinking, but &lt;br /&gt;being in place while&lt;br /&gt;an audience &lt;br /&gt;moves around her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-9003514235646207990?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/9003514235646207990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=9003514235646207990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/9003514235646207990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/9003514235646207990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/08/excerpts-from-little-black-dress-poems.html' title='excerpts from the Little Black Dress poems, for Karl.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-480828749333570216</id><published>2007-07-26T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:13:14.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dance Revolution has started in a Philippine prison</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAVVVMcTShQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAVVVMcTShQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine jailhouse rocks to Thriller&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The most popular clip is a version of the video for Michael Jackson's Thriller&lt;br /&gt;An unusual physical fitness regime at a jail in the Philippines has attracted worldwide attention on the video sharing website, YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;A clip of hundreds of prisoners in orange uniforms dancing to Michael Jackson's song Thriller has been watched more than 1.3 million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The routine is the brainchild of Byron Garcia, a security consultant for the Cebu provincial government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it had helped "drastically" improve inmate behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two former inmates have since become dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Discipline in action'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dancing is compulsory for all 1,600 inmates at the prison in the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Centre, except the elderly and infirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisoners have also performed to songs by local artists, Queen and from the film Sister Act, clips of which have been watched on YouTube tens of thousands of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Using music, you can involve the body and the mind. The inmates have to count, memorise steps and follow the music," Mr Garcia told the BBC news website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Inmates say to me: 'You have put my mind off revenge, foolishness, or thinking how to escape from jail, or joining a gang'," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The routines developed last year after Mr Garcia started making inmates march to music, such as Pink Floyd's Another Brick in the Wall, in a bid to increase participation in exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The inmates are very happy at the interest, they are always talking about it  &lt;br /&gt;Byron Garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other early choices included In the Navy and YMCA by the Village People, which were chosen so that macho inmates "wouldn't be offended by being asked to dance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Garcia has been taken back by the worldwide popularity of the clips, which he originally posted in order to share his work with other members of the penal community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted to show them that I am doing something here that has been a success, to show discipline in action," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the videos have now become a source of great pride for the prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The inmates are very happy at the interest, they are always talking about it, and they ask how many people have watched it on YouTube," Mr Garcia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fans of his work can look forward to another three routines in the pipeline, including one set to the Vanilla Ice classic, Ice Ice Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-480828749333570216?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/480828749333570216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3881824697888842638</id><published>2007-07-21T16:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T16:17:48.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hand dryer opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILC_quVNu5Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILC_quVNu5Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3881824697888842638?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; sound off on origami. sound on regina. do you remember?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3812469034476081725?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3812469034476081725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3812469034476081725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3812469034476081725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ca. 91335</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOdS5gVj-nI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOdS5gVj-nI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a house of seven bedrooms, seven forms of mental disabilities; each room to a form unknown. Each are housed in a body whose frame exposes limitation on the inside. A woman dresses herself blindly; her eyeglasses punctuate the dark, in the dark, she is surrounded by voices; the others who speak in a catalogue of textures.  Turn the page, we are standing in a speech made of wood, it is a male.  She has never seen a tree, or a man, all her life; this life that gets dressed as if she could actually see, browses through drawers for a green shirt with her hand, sensing green in the shadow that the man leaves behind.  I close my eyes to understand what she is looking for and walk around her room to imitate what is happening in her mind, in the afternoon, when no one's around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7136022912581460122?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7136022912581460122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7136022912581460122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7136022912581460122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7136022912581460122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/07/7226-newcastle-st-reseda-ca-91335.html' title='7226 Newcastle St., Reseda. Ca. 91335'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2536099700196989882</id><published>2007-07-12T03:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:52:57.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella Scats "One Note Samba" to Mario running as fast as he can.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbL9vr4Q2LU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbL9vr4Q2LU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NPjsBsz4trk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NPjsBsz4trk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Hairio Brothers who hates the scat!&lt;br /&gt;look at him go!  so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2536099700196989882?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2536099700196989882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2536099700196989882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2536099700196989882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2536099700196989882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/07/ella-scats-one-note-samba-to-mario.html' title='Ella Scats &quot;One Note Samba&quot; to Mario running as fast as he can.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3550437657068752690</id><published>2007-07-07T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T04:58:22.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather Dream Sequence, 1986.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hR73A3_APg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hR73A3_APg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wind as fashionable in 1980s&lt;br /&gt;-wind's effect on hairstructures in 1980s and tools to promote, stabalize, stylize (hairspray, moose, gel)&lt;br /&gt;-weather manipulated by media&lt;br /&gt;-weather as intangible theatre&lt;br /&gt;-the 'weatherman' as storyteller/false psychic reader/retailer&lt;br /&gt;-weather-narration&lt;br /&gt;-physical appearance of weatherman as bodily representation of the climate within fashion&lt;br /&gt;-1980s textile/design in relation to 1980s weather&lt;br /&gt;-weather be subsumed by fashion&lt;br /&gt;-weather fashionable through t.v. production&lt;br /&gt;-how does its representation effect the viewer's relation to it, how does the viewer interact with 'visual wind'? &amp; what are the consequences, if any, when the viewer is actually inside it?&lt;br /&gt;-fashion in attempt to cope with undesireable weather through temporal play of accessories&lt;br /&gt;-weather as a desire through its representation and seductive accessories involved to make it tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;-experience of 'the weather' through accessories, weather as accessory ('hair blowing in wind' aesthetic)&lt;br /&gt;-the weather's growing religious insignificance and use for sport.&lt;br /&gt;-materialism of weather through representation (fashion contained within it), accessories created by way of tolerating/interacting with it, as a backdrop to sell products useful or useless (hierarchy of necessity inclusive of design)&lt;br /&gt;-"the_______of weather will be its design"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3550437657068752690?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3550437657068752690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3550437657068752690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3550437657068752690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3550437657068752690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/07/weather-dream-sequence-1985.html' title='Weather Dream Sequence, 1986.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8385408978474079010</id><published>2007-07-05T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:48:41.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of a Preacher Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/20Xb9pORFRk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/20Xb9pORFRk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.  A reappreciation of a song through someone's body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8385408978474079010?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8385408978474079010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8385408978474079010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8385408978474079010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8385408978474079010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/07/son-of-preacher-man.html' title='Son of a Preacher Man'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3881872774410055420</id><published>2007-07-02T03:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T03:48:23.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Claude &amp; Beyonce go for a walk in nature.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Roi7fwH-lOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Bg0Ax5nXIwI/s1600-h/debu1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Roi7fwH-lOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Bg0Ax5nXIwI/s320/debu1a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082518333656306914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrL5SO18yT4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrL5SO18yT4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. put on mute. play with Debussy's 'Arabesque'.  Watch the tone move through the words.  look back and forth between background footage of 'nature' and words.&lt;br /&gt;2. sing the lyrics with arabesque in background.&lt;br /&gt;3. watch content of lyrics, background footage, and piano move through the words.&lt;br /&gt;4. try to let go of preconceived inflections of words.&lt;br /&gt;5. let the musical tones of arabesque speak the words.&lt;br /&gt;6. watch words begin to look like piano keys.&lt;br /&gt;7. watch tone give character to words.&lt;br /&gt;8. forget what the words mean.&lt;br /&gt;9. then pay attention to shape of words, &amp; then to each letter.&lt;br /&gt;10.watch shapes of letters become tonal.&lt;br /&gt;11.watch the words no longer mean what they mean because of tone.&lt;br /&gt;12.watch movement of landscape, waterfall, monkey, iguana &amp; jellyfish look so beautiful with arabesque.&lt;br /&gt;13.notice the season change.&lt;br /&gt;14.say someone's name out loud who reminds you of the song.&lt;br /&gt;15.say someone's name silently who you love throughout the piece.&lt;br /&gt;16.call someone to say their name and hang up.&lt;br /&gt;17.email their name back to them.&lt;br /&gt;18.take off mute and play Debussy &amp; Beyonce together.&lt;br /&gt;19.listen to the 150 year difference.&lt;br /&gt;20.listen to Debussy's reaction to Beyonce wanting him to say her name.&lt;br /&gt;21.listen to Debussy trying to say her name.&lt;br /&gt;22.listen to Beyonce kick it with Debussy.&lt;br /&gt;23.imagine how he would say her name, with what 3 notes?&lt;br /&gt;24.close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;25.hear the notes.&lt;br /&gt;26.open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;27.go to nature and say the person's name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3881872774410055420?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3881872774410055420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3881872774410055420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3881872774410055420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3881872774410055420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/07/claude-beyonce-go-for-walk-in-nature.html' title='Claude &amp; Beyonce go for a walk in nature.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Roi7fwH-lOI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Bg0Ax5nXIwI/s72-c/debu1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3620191597227653424</id><published>2007-06-30T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:10:56.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the vingle</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBVVz_5n-U0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBVVz_5n-U0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair, like any other part of the body becomes an outlet for whatever pressures/events occur.   Fixation of a body part is  reactive in that it assists in (impulsively or extensively) coping with unresolved pressures.  Style, as an outlet that owes itself to gratification driven by other causes, distracts the body from fixation; it avoides resolution and attaches onto anything that also contributes to the pressures in symmetrical momentum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3620191597227653424?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3620191597227653424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3620191597227653424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3620191597227653424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3620191597227653424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/vingle.html' title='the vingle'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7469584694162995696</id><published>2007-06-30T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T13:49:55.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6255334.stm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RoallwH-lNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/txKP8wVNlSI/s1600-h/_42445488_imran_203x250_bbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RoallwH-lNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/txKP8wVNlSI/s200/_42445488_imran_203x250_bbc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081931297526289618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Roak0QH-lMI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/G8YG2s3dmdc/s1600-h/7c707cea-c470-4782-a0ac-22f26e78b252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Roak0QH-lMI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/G8YG2s3dmdc/s200/7c707cea-c470-4782-a0ac-22f26e78b252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081930447122764994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Overwhelming' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipation has been running high ever since the design, which combines a phone with music player, camera and internet browser, all controlled by a touch screen, was unveiled in January. &lt;br /&gt;Jessica Rodriguez, who was third in line having queued since Tuesday morning, was overjoyed to have the iPhone in her hands at last. &lt;br /&gt;You like it from the first minute you touch it &lt;br /&gt;Norbert Pauli &lt;br /&gt;"It feels great, oh my God, overwhelming. I never thought this day would come - and now it finally has, it's mind-blowing," she said. &lt;br /&gt;"We got no sleep with the rain and the dump trucks going back and forth. I'm going to go home and sleep and play with my phone a little bit." &lt;br /&gt;She plans to give the second handset - Apple will let each customer buy only two - to her sister. &lt;br /&gt;All those who buy the iPhone must activate it via iTunes, so no-one was able to call from their new handset as they left the Apple store. &lt;br /&gt;But Norbert Pauli, a German working at the UN in New York, said he had been impressed by the phone's easy handling even from the little he had been able to do so far. &lt;br /&gt;"The Mac community has waited for so many months and read so many reports. It does feel exactly how it should feel," he said. &lt;br /&gt;"It's a masterpiece of craftsmanship, polished aluminium - the weight and size, it just feels great. You like it from the first minute you touch it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7469584694162995696?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7469584694162995696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7469584694162995696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7469584694162995696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7469584694162995696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/httpnewsbbccouk2hitechnology6255334stm.html' title='http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6255334.stm'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RoallwH-lNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/txKP8wVNlSI/s72-c/_42445488_imran_203x250_bbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7735907376549758188</id><published>2007-06-24T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:38:55.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nag Kanta Para sa Dios.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHGKWcBIHDg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHGKWcBIHDg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What occurs in the karaoke-interior changes the quality of sound and experience all together.  Karaoke (empty-orchestra) as cultural apparatus; to view what surrounds the machine, a center that collects an audience to reflect back on itself.  How many voices have entered and left the moment through subjective relation to the song?  By singing, one's job, occupation, etc. is projected into the means (karaoke) and released back into the environment which supplies and prolongs it.  The kitschy background also contributes to temporal hope and execution of stress in that it has no cultural relevance to the environment whatsoever; it passively supports the exterior and stimulates the singer/viewer to sing out what hasn't been fulfilled or desires to.  Its temporality can motivate the release of pressures or accumulate them; either way, its limitation doesn't exceed what it 'serves'--to 'gather people together' in the form of an 'empty orchestra' where no one is listening but those that equally participate in a neutral form which mirrors the environment through sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7735907376549758188?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7735907376549758188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7735907376549758188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7735907376549758188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7735907376549758188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/nag-kanta-para-sa-dios.html' title='Nag Kanta Para sa Dios.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4119408523382335349</id><published>2007-06-23T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:25:39.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An ideal communist resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RnyuvguUcKI/AAAAAAAAApA/nomJpOVz6h4/s1600-h/_42408822_room203ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RnyuvguUcKI/AAAAAAAAApA/nomJpOVz6h4/s320/_42408822_room203ap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079126611028373666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RnyuvwuUcLI/AAAAAAAAApI/MAaKEpTsANA/s1600-h/_42408818_ostnewap203body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RnyuvwuUcLI/AAAAAAAAApI/MAaKEpTsANA/s320/_42408818_ostnewap203body.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079126615323340978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel offers 'East German chic'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;East German authenticity does not extend to the bed linen &lt;br /&gt;The Berlin Wall may be long gone but communist East Germany lives on in the form of lovingly maintained Trabant cars and now an old-fashioned hotel. &lt;br /&gt;"Ostel" takes its guests back to some time before 1989 - an era of ugly brown and orange wallpaper, spartan furnishings and Politburo portraits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel, which opened in Berlin in May, offers guests a choice of rooms in the style of the old eastern bloc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Stasi Suite" is more expensive than the budget "Pioneer Camp". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is a former East German Plattenbauwohnung - the kind of mass-produced concrete apartment building that came to symbolise life in the communist bloc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The hotel's exterior is also a reminder of the Soviet bloc &lt;br /&gt;In the reception four clocks are another throwback to the "socialist" camp, showing the time in Moscow, Berlin, Havana and Beijing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel was the brainchild of two former East German circus performers, Daniel Helbig and Guido Sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their concept of retro chic continues a wave of "Ostalgie" - a sense of nostalgia for some aspects of life in former East Germany, expressed in the cult status of Trabant cars and the hit film Goodbye Lenin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel founders managed to rescue communist-era furnishings from private homes and the dusty store rooms of furniture dealers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A display case in the hotel lobby contains East German souvenirs such as plastic egg cups, chocolate GDR-Mark coins and even a rare roll of GDR toilet paper, German media report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guests cannot escape the party's watchful gaze, as the hotel also boasts portraits of former Socialist Unity Party leaders, such as General Secretary Erich Honecker and Prime Minister Horst Sindermann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4119408523382335349?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4119408523382335349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4119408523382335349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4119408523382335349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4119408523382335349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/ideal-communist-resort.html' title='An ideal communist resort'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RnyuvguUcKI/AAAAAAAAApA/nomJpOVz6h4/s72-c/_42408822_room203ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8301450232144178175</id><published>2007-06-17T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:46:43.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Denise Levertov +Twins= Double Mint Gum poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9XJJwAZgAA0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9XJJwAZgAA0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Two girls discover&lt;br /&gt;the secret of life&lt;br /&gt;in a sudden line of&lt;br /&gt;poetry.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I who don't know the&lt;br /&gt;secret wrote&lt;br /&gt;the line. They&lt;br /&gt;told me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(through a third person)&lt;br /&gt;they had found it&lt;br /&gt;but not what it was&lt;br /&gt;not even&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;what line it was.  No doubt&lt;br /&gt;by now, more than a week&lt;br /&gt;later, they have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;the secret,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the line, the name of&lt;br /&gt;the poem.  I love them&lt;br /&gt;for finding what&lt;br /&gt;I can't find,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and for loving me&lt;br /&gt;for the line I wrote,&lt;br /&gt;and for forgetting it&lt;br /&gt;so that&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a thousand times, till death&lt;br /&gt;finds them, they may&lt;br /&gt;discover it again, in other&lt;br /&gt;lines&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;in other&lt;br /&gt;happenings.  And for&lt;br /&gt;wanting to know it,&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;assuming there is&lt;br /&gt;such a secret, yes,&lt;br /&gt;for that&lt;br /&gt;most of all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Denise Levertov&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8301450232144178175?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8301450232144178175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8301450232144178175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8301450232144178175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8301450232144178175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/denise-levertov-twins-double-mint-gum.html' title='Denise Levertov +Twins= Double Mint Gum poem'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-86375021847331652</id><published>2007-06-13T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:42:05.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Love U</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQ95skGbX0s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQ95skGbX0s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does inversion do to the veiwer? does the upside down eye remark at the separation between the customer and the product or at the position of the spectator. or maybe its maybelline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-86375021847331652?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/86375021847331652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=86375021847331652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/86375021847331652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/86375021847331652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/eye-love-u.html' title='Eye Love U'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-1579689967690959282</id><published>2007-06-12T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T17:58:09.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1987 Hamburger Helper: Eating Installation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rm8kdguUcBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/lbPuemjEaQY/s1600-h/hamburgerhelper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rm8kdguUcBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/lbPuemjEaQY/s200/hamburgerhelper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075315394488856594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rm8kdwuUcCI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3Q7SlziJyME/s1600-h/interior+macba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rm8kdwuUcCI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3Q7SlziJyME/s200/interior+macba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075315398783823906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A study on eating the past: Hairmburger Helper, lets eat this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. people invited to submit photos of loved ones from the year 1987.&lt;br /&gt;2. large projection of the photos on wall of some interior space. (exterior white facade of MACBA (barcelona) would work best.&lt;br /&gt;3. find about 20 boxes of Hamburger Helper mix from 1987.&lt;br /&gt;4. cook the mix.&lt;br /&gt;5. invite people to eat it while walking around or looking up at the photos.&lt;br /&gt;6. an attempt to eat 1987.&lt;br /&gt;7. match flavor with images of 1987.&lt;br /&gt;8. does it taste like your idea of 1987.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-1579689967690959282?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1579689967690959282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=1579689967690959282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1579689967690959282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1579689967690959282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/1987-hamburger-helper-eating.html' title='1987 Hamburger Helper: Eating Installation'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rm8kdguUcBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/lbPuemjEaQY/s72-c/hamburgerhelper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6759737301818158248</id><published>2007-06-07T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T00:12:30.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Harptile Loom: A youtube collaboration between Joanna Newsom &amp; Symbioza (Symbiosis, Tadeusz Junak, Poland 1969)</title><content type='html'>Hair-lala,lets dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ImCB6QZX6GI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ImCB6QZX6GI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdN1kYWoaTM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdN1kYWoaTM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play together, yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6759737301818158248?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6759737301818158248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6759737301818158248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6759737301818158248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6759737301818158248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/06/harptile-loom.html' title='The Harptile Loom: A youtube collaboration between Joanna Newsom &amp; Symbioza (Symbiosis, Tadeusz Junak, Poland 1969)'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-903952842098547479</id><published>2007-05-31T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:04:37.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipino Soap Opera "Sa Kamay Ni Rosinda" (the hand of rosinda) with O'Hara's "Lana Turner Has Collapsed" pome on ubu.com/sound/ohara.html</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XgCM8hNMw2c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XgCM8hNMw2c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it goes: the mom walks into the kitchen blaming her daughter about something and it ends with the daughter asking the mother if she wants some coffee.  Or put on mute and play 3 times with Cage's "Waterwalk" below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-903952842098547479?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/903952842098547479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=903952842098547479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/903952842098547479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/903952842098547479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/filipino-soap-opera-sa-kamay-ni-rosinda.html' title='Filipino Soap Opera &quot;Sa Kamay Ni Rosinda&quot; (the hand of rosinda) with O&apos;Hara&apos;s &quot;Lana Turner Has Collapsed&quot; pome on ubu.com/sound/ohara.html'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7287957036771607072</id><published>2007-05-30T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:03:56.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.waterwalk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KKE0f1FGiw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KKE0f1FGiw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7287957036771607072?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7287957036771607072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7287957036771607072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7287957036771607072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7287957036771607072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/waterwalk.html' title='.waterwalk.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7317892465812656474</id><published>2007-05-29T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:24:11.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad Pitt reads Breton's "Freedom of Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AQiWA72jRLs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AQiWA72jRLs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For questions or complaints, please call 1-800-hell-no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7317892465812656474?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7317892465812656474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7317892465812656474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7317892465812656474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7317892465812656474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/brad-pitt-reads-bretons-freedom-of-love.html' title='Brad Pitt reads Breton&apos;s &quot;Freedom of Love&quot;'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4976750059258549499</id><published>2007-05-20T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:17:04.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>notes on movement &amp; intonation</title><content type='html'>1. Movement from the immediate environment working with alternate audio source.&lt;br /&gt;Watching fish swim around in a fish tank while listening to Creeley reading his poem “Anger” on ubu.com/sounds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Watching videos on Youtube while listening to poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Listening to Vito Acconci read “The Bristol Project” while watching Nintendo weather channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Watching runway fashion shows while listening to poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Watching t.v. shows on Youtube while listening to poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Watching scenes from films, starting anywhere, while listening to poetry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Sitting in a restaurant and watching people while listening to poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Watching short footage of productive sewing machines while listening to music and poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Music which works as background for poetry to enhance cadence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Not being able to record moments of synchronicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Letting go of synchronicity to allow more room for synchronicity to occur.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A practice which doesn’t require attachment to its own practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Allowing for pure synchronicity to emerge; this is where beauty appears in pure form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Synchronicity is controlled to the extent of allowing two or more mediums occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. No control of both mediums whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Staying open and attentive to incongruencies between sound &amp; image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. There is no incongruency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. It is always unfolding another sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Poetry serves to narrate the readymade moving image.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The moving image is sometimes neutral; a kind of wallpaper open to any content and intonation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The poem is open too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Movement (moving image) &amp; Intonation ( poem) = Content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Content is not fixed, always shifting according to movement &amp; intonation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Form and content depends on synchronicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.  Through the juxtaposition, the poem performs on its own and unfolds for the viewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.  Form and content limited and expanded by time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4976750059258549499?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4976750059258549499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4976750059258549499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4976750059258549499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4976750059258549499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/notes-on-movement-intonation.html' title='notes on movement &amp; intonation'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-688206668140053417</id><published>2007-05-20T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:46:11.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch with Michael Snow's whistling in ubu.com/sounds/snow.html</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YKSVEO-V0i8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YKSVEO-V0i8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-688206668140053417?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/688206668140053417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=688206668140053417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/688206668140053417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/688206668140053417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/watch-with-michael-snows-whistling-in.html' title='Watch with Michael Snow&apos;s whistling in ubu.com/sounds/snow.html'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-883769789706905636</id><published>2007-05-15T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:23:03.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>post-it list of neat things</title><content type='html'>pascal incorporates narrative in his design:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/pascal-anson&lt;br /&gt;ron's Concrete Stereo&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/ron-arad&lt;br /&gt;assa's 501 chair:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/assa-ashuach&lt;br /&gt;martin baas asks the Chair to be a Bookshelf!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.maartenbaas.com/&lt;br /&gt;sam's video chair:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/sam-buxto&lt;br /&gt;their so happy: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/fernando-humberto-campana&lt;br /&gt;Halla with those lamps fam! (as yoyos would say):&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/committee&lt;br /&gt;the tree trunk table &amp; dresser drawers...da-dayaam:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/droog&lt;br /&gt;that lawn chair got ta go:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/luis-eslava&lt;br /&gt;don't quite trust this guy, tho he could probably rob an ant:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/konstantin-grcic&lt;br /&gt;what a cutie:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/marti-guixe&lt;br /&gt;2020 lampshade:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/stuart-haygarth&lt;br /&gt;projecting shadows of trees on buildings, moving wallpaper:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designmuseum.org/design/simon-heijdens&lt;br /&gt;The fold up canvas deck chairs:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.superegodesign.com/ecommerce/cat176_l2.php?n=1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-883769789706905636?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/883769789706905636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/883769789706905636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-it-list-of-neat-things.html' title='post-it list of neat things'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-4078459931809642429</id><published>2007-05-13T21:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:45:31.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>poem to be read with Chanel fashion show 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/RGkcJexi1AQ' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/RGkcJexi1AQ'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After M.C. Creeley’s anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it your anger,&lt;br /&gt;then, the one you’ve&lt;br /&gt;made us listen to, not&lt;br /&gt;one involved, whose&lt;br /&gt;face if not the cry&lt;br /&gt;or close breathing, what&lt;br /&gt;you give to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Which sun was wrong&lt;br /&gt;to come on? Love, no&lt;br /&gt;not the way you’ve said &lt;br /&gt;it, meant it and made familiar&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of us to save,&lt;br /&gt;a clutter of not enough.  &lt;br /&gt;Something I know &lt;br /&gt;is black, the pit&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to &lt;br /&gt;be pulled in; it cannot&lt;br /&gt;pull an expression&lt;br /&gt;double or split.&lt;br /&gt;You say who did what,&lt;br /&gt;not a rage, but &lt;br /&gt;one done to be wrote,&lt;br /&gt;I do not see the cry;&lt;br /&gt;the self sight which&lt;br /&gt;returns, not giving&lt;br /&gt;but what life &lt;br /&gt;was it we were&lt;br /&gt;talking about;&lt;br /&gt;It’s true that&lt;br /&gt;all I say I want&lt;br /&gt;to do to myself,&lt;br /&gt;I do to others,&lt;br /&gt;when you face me&lt;br /&gt;as a floor, as a hole&lt;br /&gt;in the wall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-4078459931809642429?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4078459931809642429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=4078459931809642429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4078459931809642429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/4078459931809642429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/poem-to-be-read-with-chanel-fashion.html' title='poem to be read with Chanel fashion show 3'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-311305352117860384</id><published>2007-05-13T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:04:01.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to a having fun with a Canvas-Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkfCfYZWLXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/d78trNrIag0/s1600-h/canvas+edge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkfCfYZWLXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/d78trNrIag0/s320/canvas+edge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064230150381907314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkfCfoZWLYI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hpXdFXDr8rQ/s1600-h/chair+ikea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkfCfoZWLYI/AAAAAAAAAlI/hpXdFXDr8rQ/s320/chair+ikea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064230154676874626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been putting together small canvases and&lt;br /&gt;assembling them as furniture models.  It&lt;br /&gt;started in July 2005 with making a box,&lt;br /&gt;then moved towards a tiny bed, desk, couch, chair.&lt;br /&gt;But now having the desire to make them life-size.&lt;br /&gt;So I will go ahead and assemble a chair.  Also&lt;br /&gt;looking into repetition, production of readymade canvases,&lt;br /&gt;"clinical" whiteness, anxiety &amp; convenience of &lt;br /&gt;being able to purchase a canvas to "paint" on.&lt;br /&gt;And because I can't paint, there's a desire to build&lt;br /&gt;out of them, though limiting and costly. &lt;br /&gt;But that's just it! To buy buy buy &amp; build build build,&lt;br /&gt;though its mostly already been built for you. &lt;br /&gt;Without too much emphasis on that, it also just&lt;br /&gt;looks fun, stark white and factory made.&lt;br /&gt;Utrecht+Ikea= canvas furniture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-311305352117860384?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/311305352117860384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=311305352117860384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/311305352117860384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/311305352117860384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/prelude-to-having-fun-with-canvas-chair.html' title='Prelude to a having fun with a Canvas-Chair'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkfCfYZWLXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/d78trNrIag0/s72-c/canvas+edge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7390354706587624565</id><published>2007-05-10T02:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:46:21.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandas part3 (3/4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/iDStIC7uqIo' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/iDStIC7uqIo'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch With Robert Creeley's "Anger" Poem on ubuweb.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7390354706587624565?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7390354706587624565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7390354706587624565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7390354706587624565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7390354706587624565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/pandas-part3-34.html' title='Pandas part3 (3/4)'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-3629866444602377961</id><published>2007-05-09T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:01:25.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately, its been feeling a little 1992.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkJSl4ZWLRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gRmER4LJ1-A/s1600-h/1992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkJSl4ZWLRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gRmER4LJ1-A/s320/1992.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062699741865192722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story, as it yawns, wants to unfold; it begins from nowhere, it is nowhere that I am trying recall, filling the void as it leads into a movement, the void as a thing, has other things inside it; persons that pass through, cars, trees, soil, a bicycle, the weather even.  There is a building behind the flatness and before that, a flatter blue, the sky without dimension, people passing in front of it, sunglasses and car windows.  A woman in yellow walks across, affecting other movements, she is not the center, she is the center; branches hit the wind like nerve endings, she is a function of molecular movement, that is one way of saying it, a white van moves to cover the lack of seeing or believing it.  Someone takes a picture of the moment that depends on another image.   Somewhere outside the frame, it develops and preserves a lack of belief, not effecting what happens in the void and produces the same white van.  A truck passes to negate this, a girl walks indifferent to either one; she is in the image, reacts with a digital camera and doesn’t mind at all.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wants to develop.  So two people walk in with a bag of food.  They have stepped further into an open page, full of things still there, or ones that have gone.  A sign that reads “fire parking lane no parking anytime.” They can’t be seen, nor can the fire anytime, edges begin to burn; they have set the page on fire.  The one on the bicycle rides to the bottom right, out toward the street.  Its safe there, where the story does not touch, where stores open and close to decorate spaces and those who go in and out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel walks past, or rather, a man with white wings, flannel shirt and cargo pants.  He might as well be the real thing; the story could use one.  He passes quickly enough to be a figure of speech.  There is no use for him unless he saves a part of the story or promises that the sky still matters; the blue pulls into a lighter degree, stays there and doesn’t give room to wrestle.  An angel possessed a man to wear wings, this is where it begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-3629866444602377961?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3629866444602377961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=3629866444602377961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3629866444602377961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/3629866444602377961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/lately-its-been-feeling-little-1992.html' title='Lately, its been feeling a little 1992.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RkJSl4ZWLRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gRmER4LJ1-A/s72-c/1992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7407034143174666273</id><published>2007-05-05T01:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:19:27.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind can be Clear Mirror or Mirror Filled with Frames</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjwhnoZWLOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/PvO2ovh7ZnY/s1600-h/mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjwhnoZWLOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/PvO2ovh7ZnY/s320/mirror.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060957045999938786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rjwhn4ZWLPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/6y6JFCOlZAc/s1600-h/mirrors-mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rjwhn4ZWLPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/6y6JFCOlZAc/s320/mirrors-mirror.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060957050294906098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7407034143174666273?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7407034143174666273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7407034143174666273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7407034143174666273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7407034143174666273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/mind-can-be-clear-mirror-or-mirror.html' title='Mind can be Clear Mirror or Mirror Filled with Frames'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjwhnoZWLOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/PvO2ovh7ZnY/s72-c/mirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-152716900291340869</id><published>2007-05-03T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T17:16:04.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Make a Cake &amp; Eat it Too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rjpe1YZWLMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Nj6iw952RN4/s1600-h/july2005+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rjpe1YZWLMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Nj6iw952RN4/s320/july2005+123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060461402479013058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rjpe1oZWLNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/IaUzLOl0nzU/s1600-h/july2005+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rjpe1oZWLNI/AAAAAAAAAjw/IaUzLOl0nzU/s320/july2005+257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060461406773980370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to buy:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 8x8 inch, 2 ½ profile canvas&lt;br /&gt;1 6x6 inch, 2 ½ profile canvas&lt;br /&gt;1 8oz. tub of while acrylic paint&lt;br /&gt;2 small tubes of blue &amp; gold finishing acrylic&lt;br /&gt;Zap super glue&lt;br /&gt;colorful buttons&lt;br /&gt;thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glue 6x6 canvas on top of 8x8 canvas&lt;br /&gt;heavily spread white paint over it&lt;br /&gt;put buttons on it&lt;br /&gt;wait to dry&lt;br /&gt;thread around the buttons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What may happen:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She purchased a cake, or rather, an idea of one.  She took it home, watched it and showed her friends.  They too, wanted to try it.  One of them said “I bet it tastes just like one”, another said “Don’t touch it.  It might get all over your fingers.”  “Try it”, she said, and handed them a fork and knife.  Only, it wouldn’t cut.  “Close your eyes”, she said, and a slice came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are seated at a birthday party, whose, we do not know.  The birthday did not belong in the room, it was the room that had nothing to do with the person, whose birthday they were celebrating.  A room which gathers opinions; the space interior, a square.  In this square people are inside it, puncturing the air, voices begin to thread a long line of talk; it is in talking that a line begins to define several points, these points that wrap around several buttons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He unbuttons a white collared shirt in the dark of a smaller room on the second tier of a house.  “Do you have a needle”, he says.  She is standing on the opposite end of a threaded sentence.  In every instant they are separate until their inflections had potential to rip a seam.  At an interval on the line, he approached her and cracked a button and there appeared another definition of pink, one that couldn’t be spoken.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spoken parts, degrees of pink emerge; a common denominator is needed for the story to agree to, though color might be a state of motion. The telephone rings as constant embroidery, unnecessary when no one is there to pick up.  All have left the party.  No one is inside the birthday of the one who never came.  In the center of a room, a cake; the cake which guests stood around to wait collectively.  Someone says “How shall we eat it?” Another says “I don’t want to wait my whole life to eat what can‘t be eaten.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At mass, a child coughs during transubstantiation.  The priest drops the host onto the ground, unsure if the gesture was reduced to accident, flesh or art. Would Christ be present in any of these after hitting the ground?  People stood in line to receive whatever came of it, believing for different reasons, each standing in their own body to eat an idea eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-152716900291340869?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/152716900291340869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=152716900291340869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/152716900291340869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/152716900291340869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-make-cake-eat-it-too.html' title='How to Make a Cake &amp; Eat it Too.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rjpe1YZWLMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Nj6iw952RN4/s72-c/july2005+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7883183715570461136</id><published>2007-04-30T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:27:24.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was Lovely today in the Mid-70s.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjazaYZWLFI/AAAAAAAAAiw/MJaarA-RJyY/s1600-h/rose+petals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjazaYZWLFI/AAAAAAAAAiw/MJaarA-RJyY/s320/rose+petals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059428497204063314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the MaryAnn Brown Memorial,&lt;br /&gt;I recorded 4 poems from Roses of the Non-City&lt;br /&gt;inside her "tomb", so hollow and moist in &lt;br /&gt;there, you could get a sense of stagnant climate.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this would have some effect on the voice, whats&lt;br /&gt;around it, death or preservative, rain without&lt;br /&gt;the water.  Either way, it was something else&lt;br /&gt;to project the poems into that artifice.&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to the piano in another room&lt;br /&gt;to use 4 different notes to replace&lt;br /&gt;the comma, period, semi-colon &amp; colon,&lt;br /&gt;after I had explained that the poems&lt;br /&gt;are in a state of not have one consistent,&lt;br /&gt;proper execution when being read out loud.&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been feeling that they're not&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be read out loud because&lt;br /&gt;of the verbal restraints; how can a punctuation sign&lt;br /&gt;be performed?  A few months ago, it was suggested that&lt;br /&gt;I use a set of bells to strike during every line break,&lt;br /&gt;each corresponding to tone.  Even if punctuation&lt;br /&gt;loosens the borders between them (regarding a sense of movement, speed, pausing,&lt;br /&gt;or continuing) in sentence fragmentation, it also bares the&lt;br /&gt;weight in executing those particular line-breaks verbally if each&lt;br /&gt;space is an 'internal-rupture'; a closure and release.  &lt;br /&gt;I used to play piano as a kid, something I've felt guilty&lt;br /&gt;about not having pursued and wish to try again.  But today,&lt;br /&gt;it was tried by sensing the tones of the punctuations, marking&lt;br /&gt;the keys with post-it notes.  Using two high&amp;low octaves,&lt;br /&gt;c-sharp=comma, c=semicolon, a=colon, a-sharp=period.  These assimiles were&lt;br /&gt;based on pitch and movement (of the signs).  The limitations are open to &lt;br /&gt;using whatever acoustic so long as there's variations, be it bells, piano, whatever.    &lt;br /&gt;But the need for tonal variables are based on not having a means&lt;br /&gt;to verbally execute punctuation in every line-break, which then&lt;br /&gt;alters its function into a different state, that being performative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But earlier in the day someone approaches with a digital camera on Thayer St.&lt;br /&gt;and asked if I mind that she ask me a few questions to which I said, sure.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you happy?", then I said "you mean, today?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she said "yes", then I said "I'm not sure."&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she said "how about generally?", then I said "I'm not sure of that either."&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she said "can I ask what that is that you're holding?"&lt;br /&gt;"petals".&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she said "where did you get them from and why do you have them?"&lt;br /&gt;then I said "I found them on the ground..because they're pretty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later a student asked why I had roses as part of the poems.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said because of the petals, which is only part true.  all the &lt;br /&gt;other petals might be a lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-7883183715570461136?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7883183715570461136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=7883183715570461136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/7883183715570461136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-7083047498290194384</id><published>2007-04-29T01:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:06:04.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1957 French Commercial for Necchi Sewing Machines: Puncturing intonation, speed, movement of the prosepoem into Fabric</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/rQi2C07xUgU' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/rQi2C07xUgU'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hairmachine, I am 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-1022700677655964866</id><published>2007-04-28T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:26:09.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes on Acrylic-Cake furniture food</title><content type='html'>AtRPmE/RjPCm4ZWLBI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/K7zJn7rmAOc/s200/july2005+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058600779696712722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPCnIZWLCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/HUnosCNLcM8/s1600-h/july2005+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPCnIZWLCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/HUnosCNLcM8/s200/july2005+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058600783991680034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPCnoZWLDI/AAAAAAAAAig/ptQos9GM86w/s1600-h/july2005+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPCnoZWLDI/AAAAAAAAAig/ptQos9GM86w/s200/july2005+080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058600792581614642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPCn4ZWLEI/AAAAAAAAAio/dbOF07hI1Io/s1600-h/july2005+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPCn4ZWLEI/AAAAAAAAAio/dbOF07hI1Io/s200/july2005+166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058600796876581954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPBHoZWLAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/a41414AwB3k/s1600-h/acrylic-cake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPBHoZWLAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/a41414AwB3k/s320/acrylic-cake.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058599143314172930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Square double layer cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials: Utrecht/Joanne's Fabric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-readymade canvases&lt;br /&gt;-zap glue&lt;br /&gt;-acrylic paint (white, gold)&lt;br /&gt;-buttons&lt;br /&gt;-pink nylon thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-glued smaller square canvas on top of the larger canvas&lt;br /&gt;-spread white acrylic paint over entire piece as frosting&lt;br /&gt;-spread gold tint acrylic paint over it to make it look old&lt;br /&gt;-glued buttons  on top surface of both layers to add color, candy, flavor, evoke more edibility.&lt;br /&gt;-winded thread around all buttons, connecting them in various symmetries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concepts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Past experiences surface from the cake in which it becomes 'relic' to a conglomeration of occurrences from the past:&lt;br /&gt;  Desire to preserve relationships/events, childhood, reconcile with past, anxiety regarding uncertainty of future, my mother’s compulsiveness to shop for food and the house being overstocked with food, to replace/disguise initial lack,religious iconography. &lt;br /&gt;Impulsion&lt;br /&gt;Preservation/time&lt;br /&gt;Desire&lt;br /&gt;Memory&lt;br /&gt;Death/procrastination&lt;br /&gt;Re/collecting&lt;br /&gt;Limitation (in purchase selection &amp; inability to eat)&lt;br /&gt;Prolongation of desire&lt;br /&gt;Visual edibility&lt;br /&gt;Exploit readymade canvas (original attempt in building small furniture pieces)&lt;br /&gt;Readymade Canvas (notion of artist as consumer of materials to create, the convenience to “make art” compulsively--this in relation to anxiety, death.)&lt;br /&gt;Limited choice selection  inherent in the consumption of readymade canvas (aesthetic as a consequence of this limitation--as is the case for 9x12in. oval canvases)&lt;br /&gt;Acrylic-paint as edible medium (tension of inability to eat this medium)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Eating (desire, inability, lack)&lt;br /&gt;+  Consumption (of canvases to reconstruct the present)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Acrylic-cakes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-1022700677655964866?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1022700677655964866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=1022700677655964866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1022700677655964866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1022700677655964866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/notes-on-acrylic-cake-furniture-food.html' title='Notes on Acrylic-Cake furniture food'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RjPCnIZWLCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/HUnosCNLcM8/s72-c/july2005+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-1202290272902763360</id><published>2007-04-25T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T07:15:49.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Portrait as Self Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri9C7IZWK2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/C0kl_8Ro3pI/s1600-h/_42709155_baconpainting203ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri9C7IZWK2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/C0kl_8Ro3pI/s400/_42709155_baconpainting203ok.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057334490193865570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri9C7YZWK3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/NbFgSmsTgvg/s1600-h/_42844721_bacon_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri9C7YZWK3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/NbFgSmsTgvg/s400/_42844721_bacon_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057334494488832882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 Instructions For The Successful Creation Of An Enviable Self Portrait:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. take off yr face but leave it on (for further instructions please visit "The Heart Sutra"). &lt;br /&gt; 2. be sure the waist stylistically fits around the 1930's for the best silhouette. &lt;br /&gt; 3. laugh, as accident on canvas by recognizing small shapes in the distance. &lt;br /&gt; 4. rescue excess laughter from the canvas weave and rework into finer details that pose as "style". &lt;br /&gt;5. be mildly attracted to yr representation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-1202290272902763360?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1202290272902763360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=1202290272902763360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1202290272902763360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1202290272902763360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/self-portrait-as-self-portrait.html' title='Self Portrait as Self Portrait'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri9C7IZWK2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/C0kl_8Ro3pI/s72-c/_42709155_baconpainting203ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-8979648941387310719</id><published>2007-04-25T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:19:52.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoketures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri7j7YZWK0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/YmihIC8HsS4/s1600-h/july2005+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri7j7YZWK0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/YmihIC8HsS4/s320/july2005+215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057230040884194114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri7j7oZWK1I/AAAAAAAAAgo/sJwN0_Mjf9Y/s1600-h/july2005+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri7j7oZWK1I/AAAAAAAAAgo/sJwN0_Mjf9Y/s320/july2005+087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057230045179161426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke footage as pattern or source of color for dress,&lt;br /&gt;embroidered lyrics and song&amp;artist as label.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digitial printer might make it work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-8979648941387310719?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8979648941387310719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=8979648941387310719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8979648941387310719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/8979648941387310719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/karaoketures.html' title='Karaoketures'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Ri7j7YZWK0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/YmihIC8HsS4/s72-c/july2005+215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-1765435181855679851</id><published>2007-04-20T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:48:35.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed Dwarf Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;"There is a danger that the art, like other aspects of control technology, will only serve to dull our senses and dampen our indignation"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rijfspp_WjI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hYkvQutBynI/s1600-h/_42824355_brownd_nui_203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rijfspp_WjI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hYkvQutBynI/s320/_42824355_brownd_nui_203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055536539912591922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rijfs5p_WkI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/KtQfX5ieZSA/s1600-h/banksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rijfs5p_WkI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/KtQfX5ieZSA/s320/banksy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055536544207559234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabricate life as imitating art. An embodiment of eros and loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as control technology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;film walking styles&lt;br /&gt;slang&lt;br /&gt;laughing&lt;br /&gt;violence patterns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;create transfers of each pattern and style and cut out to imitate dress form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBC's " Warching Art Imitate Life":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6564115.stm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-1765435181855679851?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1765435181855679851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=1765435181855679851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1765435181855679851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/1765435181855679851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/failed-dwarf-paint.html' title='Failed Dwarf Paint'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/Rijfspp_WjI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hYkvQutBynI/s72-c/_42824355_brownd_nui_203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2609170442996647350</id><published>2007-04-18T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:54:41.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Acrylic-cake: bake for one semester.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RicD1eROdzI/AAAAAAAAAco/tlOjeDAomOM/s1600-h/acrylic-cake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RicD1eROdzI/AAAAAAAAAco/tlOjeDAomOM/s320/acrylic-cake.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055013323939936050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rough draft of a yummy cake.mmmm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;acrylic-paint&lt;br /&gt;buttons&lt;br /&gt;pink nylon thread&lt;br /&gt;canvas&lt;br /&gt;super glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found some neat kinds of cakes&lt;br /&gt;using terra cotta as a base: http://www.hgtv.com/hgtv/cda/article_print/0,1983,HGTV_3269_4341621_ARTICLE-DETAIL-PRINT,00.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sculptor Bolek Niedzwiecki made cakes using acrylicpaint:&lt;br /&gt;http://newyorkdailyphoto.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2609170442996647350?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2609170442996647350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2609170442996647350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2609170442996647350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2609170442996647350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/acrylic-cake-bake-for-one-semester.html' title='Acrylic-cake: bake for one semester.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RicD1eROdzI/AAAAAAAAAco/tlOjeDAomOM/s72-c/acrylic-cake.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2645897400993736122</id><published>2007-04-17T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:58:07.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>StethoPoem: a bretonian accessory (for Kuya on his way to medskool)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiUzx4DYiII/AAAAAAAAAbw/nvb-_vilRAU/s1600-h/stethoscope+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiUzx4DYiII/AAAAAAAAAbw/nvb-_vilRAU/s320/stethoscope+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054503088746432642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiUzyIDYiJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/cD61iFL0rME/s1600-h/debussy+visual+intonation+(clare+de+lune).bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiUzyIDYiJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/cD61iFL0rME/s320/debussy+visual+intonation+(clare+de+lune).bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054503093041399954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stethoscope that plays poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out: &lt;br /&gt;http://www.thinklabsmedical.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thinklabsmedical.com/heart-sounds.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called:1(800)988-1088 to see if the probe or digital control system could be replaced by a digital audio device that would play poetry or a recording of Hair's heartbeat or both her poem &amp; heartbeat at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without getting into too much detail&lt;br /&gt;check out:&lt;br /&gt;http://instruct1.cit.cornell.edu/courses/ee476/FinalProjects/s2004/bcr5/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;if anyone could display their heartrate on a t.v., it'd be interesting to see it superimposed over an ongoing weather channel or tvshow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2645897400993736122?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2645897400993736122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2645897400993736122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2645897400993736122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2645897400993736122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/stethopoem-bretonian-accessory.html' title='StethoPoem: a bretonian accessory (for Kuya on his way to medskool)'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiUzx4DYiII/AAAAAAAAAbw/nvb-_vilRAU/s72-c/stethoscope+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-6188031102207616175</id><published>2007-04-15T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:13:11.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiLdUoDYh6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/tdSuwbnoZS0/s1600-h/april+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiLdUoDYh6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/tdSuwbnoZS0/s320/april+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053845078281848738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to but,&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to see my cat&lt;br /&gt;as a kind of textile, changing&lt;br /&gt;what it means to be a cat and&lt;br /&gt;the way she's been perceived as&lt;br /&gt;'a cat'. She begins and ends&lt;br /&gt;somewhere, though not sure where,&lt;br /&gt;walking throughout the room,&lt;br /&gt;a clause between exterior-fur&lt;br /&gt;and how far one could go&lt;br /&gt;looking into her eyes; green,&lt;br /&gt;another field I am afraid there is&lt;br /&gt;nothing inside her, but a personality&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure is relevant&lt;br /&gt;to an interior sentence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-6188031102207616175?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6188031102207616175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=6188031102207616175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6188031102207616175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/6188031102207616175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-want-to-but-im-beginning-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiLdUoDYh6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/tdSuwbnoZS0/s72-c/april+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-632735676120066959</id><published>2007-04-15T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:43:04.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thread of Forgetting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiKMEoDYh3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/EcOpSKuzrfA/s1600-h/Steenbeck-rollers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiKMEoDYh3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/EcOpSKuzrfA/s320/Steenbeck-rollers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053755742962091890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiKME4DYh4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Bfv43D739Ys/s1600-h/metalic-thread-Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiKME4DYh4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Bfv43D739Ys/s320/metalic-thread-Large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053755747257059202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited in a way to&lt;br /&gt;assist the viewer to forget&lt;br /&gt;entirely through speed acceleration,&lt;br /&gt;movement &amp; lack of footage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;spool of metallic thread&lt;br /&gt;video-camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Process:&lt;br /&gt;Left-hand screen:&lt;br /&gt;single long shot of&lt;br /&gt;metallic thread unravelling&lt;br /&gt;until it ends.&lt;br /&gt;Right-hand screen:&lt;br /&gt;images from someone's life&lt;br /&gt;flashing until the thread ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound options/al: debussy,poem recitation, rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuity of Metallic Thread---&gt;Memory---&gt;Interrupted frames= narrative of forgetfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out: "Moments in Time: One Narration &amp; Slowness", by Susanne Gaensheimer Leubachhaus/Munchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"snapshots from the passing reality &amp; string them on a becoming.." h.bergson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speed of representing speed; thread as a line of forgetting while in attempt to preserve and embroider itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, this will be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-632735676120066959?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/632735676120066959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=632735676120066959' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/632735676120066959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/632735676120066959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/thread-of-forgetting.html' title='Thread of Forgetting'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiKMEoDYh3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/EcOpSKuzrfA/s72-c/Steenbeck-rollers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861109789311897228.post-2259644818279174527</id><published>2007-04-13T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T20:00:31.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabric T.V.: friday nights on Channel H&amp;F network.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiAngoDYhzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mu2-BLeCIXo/s1600-h/silk+society.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiAngoDYhzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mu2-BLeCIXo/s320/silk+society.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053082223370602290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiAng4DYh0I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zXt9pUDPZDU/s1600-h/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiAng4DYh0I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zXt9pUDPZDU/s320/tv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053082227665569602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Stills of:&lt;br /&gt;corduroy&lt;br /&gt;polyester&lt;br /&gt;velvet&lt;br /&gt;chiffon&lt;br /&gt;tussah silk&lt;br /&gt;carpet&lt;br /&gt;hemp&lt;br /&gt;ramie&lt;br /&gt;peau de soie&lt;br /&gt;donegal&lt;br /&gt;flannel&lt;br /&gt;loden fabric&lt;br /&gt;tartan &lt;br /&gt;tweed&lt;br /&gt;virgin wool&lt;br /&gt;oxford&lt;br /&gt;gauze&lt;br /&gt;seersucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.fabrics.net/fabricsr.aspx&lt;br /&gt;Find 18 kinds of vocal tones &amp; inflections that corresponds to every type of fabric.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Auditions: Open screening for anyone interested in donating their voice to a fabricated cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;18 t.v. monitors &amp; headphones&lt;br /&gt;18 different voices in separate monologue&lt;br /&gt;Or 1 t.v. monitor &amp; headphone with 18 channels&lt;br /&gt;Each texture of the voice corresponds to each fabric,&lt;br /&gt;voices may also be interchangeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Process:&lt;br /&gt;1 segment lasts 3 min.&lt;br /&gt;OR as large projection in theatre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7861109789311897228-2259644818279174527?l=hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2259644818279174527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7861109789311897228&amp;postID=2259644818279174527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2259644818279174527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7861109789311897228/posts/default/2259644818279174527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairheartsfliptextiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/fabric-tv-friday-nights-on-channel-h.html' title='Fabric T.V.: friday nights on Channel H&amp;F network.'/><author><name>HAIR hearts FLIP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07226782416837948812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/SSgkxSNNBZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ImpMVc3sdVM/S220/IMG_0280.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8D1G-AtRPmE/RiAngoDYhzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mu2-BLeCIXo/s72-c/silk+society.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
