AG2023_1078357a or lies within something of another nature

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Untitled (Field Guide; “what’s not found at once, but lies within something of another nature”) ii, 2023. Graphite, colored pencil, gesso, enamel paint, gouache, collage, pigment print on paper. 75 x 54 cm

Denise Levertov, “Pleasures”. (I like to find/  what’s not found / at once, but lies …)


Hard luck and trouble
Been my only friend
I’ve been on my own
Ever since I was ten

[…]

You know wine and women
Is all I crave
A big legged woman
Gonna carry me to my grave

[…]

[Chorus]Born under a bad sign
I’ve been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn’t for bad luck
I tell ya, I wouldn’t have no luck at all

[Outro]Yeah, I’m a bad luck boy
Been havin’ bad luck all of my days, yes

Document-111323-page010 or only generously given

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“… cannot be earned, merited or deserved, only generously given”

“There was a bracketed place in her brain where things were both true and not true simultaneously. […] Live two lives. Escape and be at home” (ZS)

“we must tap the well of our own collective imaginations” (RK)

“… it lies in patterns of meaning, in invocations of values, and in connection to the life the reader is living and the world she wants to see.” (RS)

Document-111323-page025 or and live old scenes anew

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Again, as always, when the shadows fall,
    In that sweet space between the dark and day, 
I leave the present and its fretful claims
    And seek the dim past where my memories stay. 
I dream an old, forgotten, far-off dream, 
     And think old thoughts and live old scenes anew

Till suddenly I reach the heart of Spring—
    The spring that brought me you!
I see again a little woody lane, 
    The moonlight rifting golden through the trees;
I hear the plaintive chirp of drowsy bird
    Lulled dreamward by a tender, vagrant breeze;
I hold your hand, I look into your eyes,
    I touch your lips,—oh, peerless, matchless dower!
Oh, Memory thwarting Time and Space and Death!
    Oh, Little Perfect Hour!

Jessie Redmon Fauset, Douce Souvenance


AG2023_1045253a or distinct, sharp, and wirey

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“the abdication of possibilities can furnish us with equanimity just as it can furnish us with art.”

“good author of good utopias,” writes Reinhart Kosselleck, “evidently has very little desire to be a utopian.”

“That the more distinct, sharp, and wirey the bounding line, the more perfect the work of art; and the less keen and sharp, the greater is the evidence of weak imitation, plagiarism, and bungling.” (AN)

The great and golden rule of art, as well as of life, is this: That the more distinct, sharp, and wirey the bounding line, the more perfect the work of art; and the less keen and sharp, the greater is the evidence of weak imitation, plagiarism, and bungling…. What is it that builds a house and plants a garden, but the definite and determinate? What is it that distinguishes honesty from knavery, but the hard and wirey line of rectitude and certainty in the actions and intentions. Leave out this line and you leave out life itself; all is chaos again, and the line of the almighty must be drawn out upon it before man and beast can exist.

William Blake

AG2023_1033856a or a kamal and Polaris guide the redress

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Untitled (Field Guide–exposure to enchanted forms; a kamal and Polaris creating possibility), 2023. Graphite, gouache, cut vinyl, enamel paint, colored pencil, and collage on a Xerox Versant 80 print on Mohawk Superfine paper. 18.25 x 12 inches.

A “kamal is one of the earliest navigational tools that used measuring altitude to determine latitude. The word kamal means “guide” in Arabic. […] Essentially, a kamal is a flat piece of wood with a string attached to the middle. The kamal uses the position of Polaris (the North Star) in the sky to help a sailor determine his latitude.”


The North Star, newspaper founded and edited by Frederick Douglass.

“…that the man who has suffered the wrong is the man to demand redress,—that the man STRUCK is the man to CRY OUT—and that he who has endured the cruel pangs of Slavery is the man to advocate Liberty.”


“The stars are pinned between the leaves
of the trees, and love is only a harbinger,

signposts pointing the way
in and out

Cynthia Zarin, Field Guide


The Point of Precision by Kathleen Stewart, 2016. This essay proposes a kind of critique aimed at approaching the improvisatory conceptuality of ordinary forms emergent in everyday life. Using a slowed ethnographic attention to the immanent aesthetics of objects, it argues that the singularities through which forms take place animate both event and perception.

AG2023_1055583a or in this realm

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“Nothing felt more natural than directing his thoughts to an unseen realm” (ZS)


“… It occurs

when the divine realm manifests?—?or the word intrudes?—?

into our quotidian realm. The natural one, an untidy

fleshliness of the ordinary. Or the sacred and profane

is another way to say this.”

On Hierophany by Karen An-hwei Lee (From Ancient Greek ????? (hieros), “sacred, holy sign” + ????? (phainô), “show, appear”.)