I can only pick up the stones and throw them like my voice
Transcript of I can only pick up the stones and throw them like my voice
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YOU ARE HERETHE JOURNAL OF CREATIVE GEOGRAPHY
ISSUE XVIITHE MONTAGE EFFECT
Founded in 1998University of Arizona · School of Geography & Development
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Editors: Laura L. Sharp & Shelby Lillian Smith
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Cover Art: Matthew Cusick, Kayli’s Wave, 2013 Inlaid maps, acrylic, on wood panel 42 x 63 inches
TABLE OF CONTENTS
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS vii
THE MONTAGE EFFECT: A NOTE FROM THE EDITORS Laura L. Sharp and Shelby Lillian Smith
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FRAMING GEOGRAPHIES OF MONTAGE
MONTAGE AND GEOGRAPHY, OR, SPLICING SPLACE Marcus A. Doel
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WRITE A REVIEW Rachel Z. Arndt
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THE BATHOS OF DISTANCE David B. Clarke
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THE MACHINE IN THE GARDEN: FRAMING THE AGRICULTURAL LANDSCAPE Holly Grace Nelson
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FROM SPLICE TO DEHISCENCE: PUMMELING SPACE THROUGH THE CINEMATIC EVENT Colin Gardner
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DIGITAL CINEMA, MONTAGE AND OTHER VISUALITIES Shaun Huston
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URBS IN HORTO Jeremy Newman
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CONTEXTUALIZING CULTURAL LANDSCAPES AND POLITICAL GEOGRAPHY WITH MONTAGE Kenneth D. Madsen
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THE LAST PICTURE SHOW, RED RIVER, AND THE CINEMATIC SPIRIT OF TEXAS Isaac D. Davidson
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MONTAGING MATERIALTIES
MONTAGE/ COLLAGE: ART-MAKING, PLACE-MAKING Harriet Hawkins
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MAP COLLAGE WORK Matthew Cusick
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FROM HITHER GREEN TO CHESTER BROWN Jason Dittmer
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I CAN ONLY PICK UP THE STONES AND THROW THEM LIKE MY VOICE Tyeen Taylor and Eric Magrane
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TYEEN TAYLOR & ERIC MAGRANE
I CAN ONLY PICK UP THE STONES AND THROW THEM LIKE MY VOICE
to categorize we look for greenthe noise is constant
Azolla only looks up, poor thing, except when it gets splashed to the side of the concrete pool, affording it a new angle of view while it desiccates its way to dormancy
but the self is never the same
Then again, I’ve never heard of bowling balls doing a lot of reproduction anywhere else.
the universe sticks together just enoughour minds feel less
except here, I’m in a building, in a natural
via synaptic networks we can evenimagine things that were not currently
in front of us
how will we make something on cue,separate fromtree bark enactment under
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TYEEN TAYLOR & ERIC MAGRANE
broken water
yet cloudy, we push nowhere, but nowhere misty & obscured in unnoticed ways
thanks for showing me the cave! where texture
Can we research nothing at all?
I think nothing is pretty open.
Tough question. “Move or die!” says a climber in the Sentinel Range in Antarctica. That message rides the gyres to a tepid reenactment of life
amid the dust of lichen on paint chips where
snails get high on magnetic flux from electrical wires.
I can only pick up the stones beneath my feetand throw them like my voice as a probe.
outside is the leaf, the lung organ, inside is the mud, concrete outside, the bird, the weather is inside, outside is the control, cognate, the brain, neither does not stand for,
does not surface
NOTE:One morning in January 2014, we visited Biosphere 2 together, a site where we have both conducted research. This piece is composted from fragments of our conversation, note-taking, and collaborative writing that morning as we investigated the rainforest, paddled on the ocean, and experimented with sound in the lung.
View the video montage at: http://tiny.cc/throwingnothing