K.M.W.E. at Filosoffen talking about fantasy, fantasies, faith (religion) and pov of (non human) animals
People there: Jiri, Nathan, Julie, My, Ah Yilli, en person hvis navn jeg ikke husker men som havde den smukeste håndskrift, Ida, Maria
Idas text:
I am in sun
I am on my feet, all six of them
I am having my sispyphos moment my life is all about this Sisyphus moment the moment is my life my life is covered in shit. I am in sun I am on four of my feet, two of them is on the shit
I am on the shit
I push and push and puuusshhhhhh the shit. The shit is in front of me we are touching each other it is all over me. My nose in the shit the smell of the shit the size of the shit. It is bigger than me but I am in control. I am in charge of this big shit in front of me and it smells ooooooo so good.
It has been like this for days. The big ball of shit and I. In the sun. A back and forth motion but mostly forth.
We become one but
I am in control
I am in charge
I am in sun
Knowing that I can push the shit I a wrong direction, too much up hill, and the shit will roll on top of me, crush me to death
my nose in the shit
My body underneath
The thought of being a destroyed body
The smell of the shit
I can’t let this thought take over
My sisyphos moment for ever.
Julies text:
Corners corners to run. Zm zm zm zm. I use my tight grib when I go from floor to wall to ceiling. A giant is here and I freeze. Protect. Corner to corner a breeze and I run for the shadow. We are many. We never hide. And then the deep tone growling from within the giant begins. It affects my body zm zm zm zm. Some light hits my silver body I shine. The first light hits my silver body I reflect light my silver body lights up this world. Other silver beings are here. We connect with our silver bodies reflect the first light running from corner to corner to wall to ceiling. Five printers stacked in one corner. What a bliss to sense their heavy heavenly existence. I now live inside of them. Running over the toners with my silver body getting all greasy. My silver tail dipped in magenta making thin lines on the plastic floor. From corner to corner to wall. Magenta lines. Cyan lines. Black lines. Yellow lines. Lines almost invisible. All made by silver bodies. Silver tails. The stack of five printers. Strange skyscraper.
We arranged a meet up with Ulrikke Bak who made the book Love Looks Bleak
Så her er hvad jeg lærte af at snakke med Ulrikke Bak:
Friends first.
Husk at udstille eller udgive eller bare sende ting ud i æteren. Det er her arbejde bliver socialt og samtalen opstår. Bekæmp ensomhed og usikkerhed herved.
Min default er at jeg tænker for binært om land og by, outsider insider
Fantasy fantasi tro
Man starter med sig selv og bevæger sig væk. Til sidst kan det opfundne narrativ og den opfundne karakter overraske en.
Hvis ikke man orker snakke om det personlige, så kan man altid bare snakke om form, sprog og looks
Reddit made
At man kan arbejde fra sengen af
The Holy Ghost. At blive ghostet kan være som en religiøs erfaring. I begge tilfælde efterlades man perpleks.
Vi kan vende de ting/sprog osv vi lærte i vores tidlige år
Jeg tænker at andre, der var til vores meet up kan adde herinde eller ved at skrive til LKE mailen en liste over hvad de har lært????? (Jiri, My, Ulla, Ida, Oliver, Ida, Hollie)
Her er en liste af bøger og forfattere, helt arbitræt og i random rækkefølge, men et sted at starte.
Dansk:
♦ Ursula Andkjær Olsen. Alt af hende men mine favoritter er Krisehæfterne og Mit Smykkeskrin
♦ Fie Martens Ljungmann, Under indflydelse
♦ Aaiun Nin, På min huds sorthed
♦ Priya Bains, Med resterne af mine hænder (den er på norsk)
♦ Melanie Kitti, Halvt Urne Halvt Gral
♦ Gustav Valdemar Strange, Til alle dem der vil forlade mig
♦ Christel Wiinblad, Deep Purple
♦ Bjørn Rasmussen, Huden er det elastiske hylster der omgiver hele legemet, og Brian og Stefan for evigt.
International:
♦ Selma Lagerlöf, Jerusalem
♦ Audre Lorde, Your Silence Will Not Protect You.
♦ Eileen Myles, Alt af dem. Kan godt lide A Working Life fx eller Afterglow. Og Chelsea Girls. og Cool for You. Se også deres dukkefilm “the trip” på youtube, så god https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=omcdaUy6JfE&t=29s
♦ Kathy Acker
♦ McKenzie Walk. Love and Money, Sex and Death (også alle deres andre bøger)
♦ Dennis Cooper
♦ Cookie Müller, Walking in Clear Water in a Pool Painted Black
♦ Dodie Bellamy, The Letters of Mina Harker
♦ Iris Murdoch (en af mine yndligsforfattere hun har skrevet så mange weird romaner.) kan godt lide The Bell, og The Unicorn og mange andre. De er også indimellem kedelige og meget filosofiske, men elsker dem.
♦ Ariana Reines, rigtig god digter.
♦ Svetlana Aleksijevitj, Secondhand Time og Krigen har ikke et kvindeligt ansigt.
We read in Asta Olivia Nordenhofs djævlebogen, made banners, discussed whether or not we are workers and went out to celebrate the real workers. picturesssss
We continued reading in the Uncanny by Mike Kelley and talked about uncanny stuff. sutte i frb have og bamsetræer på prags boulevard.
We talked about texts people brought and spinned the wheel of writing tasks. Can't really remember what else happened. We also started reading in The Uncanny by Mike Kelley. Link to pdf here?
We talked about texts and applications people brought and spinned the wheel of writing tasks. We went to OB stadion, gave each other a rule and wrote text on the letbane.
We talked about texts people brought and spinned the wheel of writing tasks. picturessss
We talked about texts people brought and wrote texts without using any pronouns. Read some of the texts here. And had carrot cake.
Skriveholdet for Potentiel Litteratur, Morten Fjordhauge og Hollie Flor
Skriveholdet for Potentiel Litteratur showed us how they do a writing class and we all wrote a text with a rule, inspired by Raymond Queneau’s exercises de style. We shared our text, sent them around the table, so everyone could continue/finish each other's stories. Read some of the stories here. We also had ølkage and a lot of coffee. So many people joined we almost couldn't fit around the table!
Kate Mills Writing Experience