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  • AG2023_1033822a

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    L’imaginaire de mon lieu est relié à la réalité imaginable des lieux du monde, et tout inversement. L’archipel est cette réalité source, non pas unique, d’où sont sécrétés ces imaginaires : le schème de l’appartenance et de la relation, en même temps.

    Glissant, Édouard, Philosophie de la Relation, Paris, Gallimard, 2009.

    “the imaginary of my place is related to the imaginable reality in all places …”

    Releted(?) : heterotopias–“In Of Other Spaces Foucault coined the term “heterotopias” to signify “all the other real sites that can be found within the culture” which “are simultaneously represented, contested, and inverted.” For Foucault, heterotopic spaces were first of all spaces of crisis, or transformative spaces …”

  • Shine your light for the world to see

    January 19, 2023, Joey Bada$$ covers Yasiin Bey’s ‘UMI Says.’

    Umi said shine your light on the world
    Shine your light for the world to see

    […]

    I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free
    All my people to be free, to be free, to be free
    All black people to be free, to be free, to be free

    AG2023_1033386a

  • AG2023_1033596a or reach

    AG2023_1033596a

    Reach passed the “imposed conditions of apartness” (IF)

  • macandal

    Cameron Rowland, macandal, 2023 Oxalic acid 37.5 x 30.5 x 67 cm Packets of materials that could invoke spirits, protect against punishment, and poison slave masters were called macandals. They were at the center of a plot in 1757 to poison all the white people in Haiti. The plot was organized by hundreds of enslaved and free black people. All macandals were subsequently outlawed. Their trade and use continued despite their criminalization. Enslaved people throughout the Atlantic world used arsenic, manioc juice, ground glass, and oxalic acid to poison overseers, masters, masters’ children, and livestock. Oxalic acid is a stain remover and household cleaner.

    Cameron Rowland: Amt 45 i

    Museum MMK für Moderne Kunst, Frankfurt, Germany
    10 February 2023 – 15 October 2023

    Negations of accumulation manifested in theft, fugitivity, praise meetings, and plots.[53] Stealing the crops, eating the livestock, and refusing to work diminished the output of the plantation.[54] The formation of fugitive communities emptied the plantation of its value.[55] Sharing information evaded supervisory control.[56] Coordinated poisonings of masters and overseers instilled fear of the slave population.[57] Arson destroyed sugar mills, masters’ houses, and entire fields, inflicting property damage and halting production.[58] These black negations are unwritten losses. They are neither failed nor successful. Their impact is incalculable. They operate beyond the rubrics of value and production. Rather they were grounded in “the shared sense of obligation to preserve the collective being, the ontological totality” of blackness.[59]

    Cameron Rowland: Amt 45 i

    Maxwell Graham / Essex Street. Image via C&.

  • Venus and flowers

    https://caravaggista.tumblr.com/post/174163492186/renaissance-art-botticelli-c-1483-1485-birth
    Botticelli c. 1483-1485, Birth of Venus.
    https://caravaggista.tumblr.com/post/129358106162/william-blake-richmond-venus-and-anchises-detail

  • AG2023_1033326a or as it comes

    AG2023_1033326a

    Aubade: East

    Harlem, a.m.

    Today’s the day, I can taste it.

    Got my gray sweats pouting in a breeze

    so soft, I feel like I’m still wrapped for sleeping

    as I head uptown in my undercover power-suit,

    bitch sunlight fingering the spaced-out tenements.

    This morning there ain’t nothing I can’t do.

    This is my territory, I know all of it—

    ten long blocks flanked by mighty water.

    Walking any Avenue is like riding

    a cosmic surfboard on the biggest wave

    of the goddam century, the East River

    twerking her bedazzled behind

    while sky spills coin like a luck-crazed

    Vegas granny flush at the slots. Today

    I’m gonna make out like a bandit myself:

    hook up with my buds to drop

    a few shots on the courts, ogle the ladies,

    then play the rest of the day

    as it comes                see where it goes

    feeling good

    feeling good

    somewhere over the Hudson

    the sun                      heading home

    Rita Dove, via The Georgia Review, Spring 2016 and Playlist for the Apocalypse: Poems.

    ““Aubade East,” is set in Harlem, N.Y. The cocky speaker, out for a walk, squints into the “bitch sunlight fingering the spaced-out tenements.” This is a hat-tip to Toni Morrison, who famously — famously in my house, anyway — wrote in “Sula,” “The sun was already rising like a hot white bitch.”” Dwight Garner, Houston Chronicle.

  • AG2023_1033319a

    AG2023_1033319a

    “… one needed, in order to be free, something more than a bank account. One needed a handle, a [enchanted] lever, a means of inspiring fear” (JB)

  • AG2023_1023200a

    AG2023_1023200a

    lulled by the numb languor of that divine emptiness,

    […]

    driven either by ambition or adrenaline, by morbid curiosity or necessity,