Intermedia Studio Critique I
Introductory Pecha Kucha
Title: Memory, “Insight through words and visions”
Research and Documentation
I. These are colors of my memories…
These are the colors of my memory. Memory of memories are the indistinct lines that necessarily define and confine who we were and who we are and sometimes who we will be. And all the interaction and reaction tangle up and unravel again over and over… beginning in a place…
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
“Maycomb was an old town, but it was a tired old town when I first knew it. In rainy weather the streets turned to red slop; grass grew on the sidewalks, the courthouse sagged in the square. Somehow, it was hotter then: a black dog suffered on a summer’s day; bony mules hitched to Hoover carts flicked flies in the sweltering shade of the live oaks on the square. Men’s stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon, after their three-o’clock naps, and by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum.  ”
…and the high heat of August was a box…
“Escape is such a thankful Word” by Emily Dickinson
Escape is such a thankful word
I often in the night
Consider it unto myself
No spectacle in sight
Escape – it is the Basket
In which the Heart is caught
When down some awful Battlement
The rest of Life is dropt –
‘Tis not to sight the savior –
It is to be the saved –
And that is why I lay my Head
Upon this trusty word –
“A Book” by Emily Dickinson
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!
Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder
The Adventures of Pippi Longstocking by Astrid Lindgren
Pippi’s Full Name: Pippilotta Delicatessa Windowshade Mackrelmint Efraim’s Daughter Longstocking.
Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams
… and when the reallness was complete. I …
The Little Rabbit Who Wanted Red Wings by Carolyn Sherwin Bailey and Jacqueline Rogers
Note: Citation is for a reprint. The actual image and text came from the original printing. It belonged to my mother when she was a child.
…just then he looked into the Wishing Pond and he saw his little white face. Then he turned around three times and something happened. He began to have a queer feeling in his [the] shoulders, like when he was cutting teeth. It was his wings coming through. … and the little White Rabbit never. NEVER again wished to be something different from what [I] she really was.”
Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe
“…in this government of my temper, I remained near a year, lived a very sedate retired life, as you may well suppose; and my thoughts being very much composed as to my condition, and fully comforted in resigning myself to the dispositions of Providence, I thought I lived really very happily in all things, except that of society.”
VI. … and these are the colors of my memories…
And these are the colors of my memory. Dark matter memory, an effect that shapes a cause without offering itself up for deconstruction, improvable or at least, unproven, black chaotic mess…
… war inside.
“Human conduct can be regulated, and it will be regulated! The insurrection is over. The rebellion is quelled… (p 222)”
“…if only, if only…., if only… But he couldn’t! He couldn’t believe like a child in some stupid god! Couldn’t listen to their ass-kissing hymns! Couldn’t sit in their hallowed church! And the prayers, those shut-eyed prayers -putrefied primitive superstition! Our Folly, which art in Heaven! The disgrace of religion, the immaturity and ignorance and shame of it all! Lunatic piety about nothing! And when Caudwell told him he had to, when…. if he… as a form of instruction as well as a means of penance… what choice did he have? What else could he do? (p 230)”
. . . A powerful monster, living down
In the darkness, growled in pain, impatient
As day after day the music rang
Loud in that hall, the harp’s rejoicing
Call and the poet’s clear songs, sung…
…the message of the way things should have been until the monster was fed and fires burned themselves out.
IX. No Fear
… and so, I used up all my fear when I was seventeen. And…
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this [that] place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
X. and these are the colors of my memories…
And these are the colors of my memories, mercilessly untangled, unfolded and pinned down in layers like onion skin, each barely concealing the other. Available to me, but no longer allowed to be the definition of me. Under all of it is solid, “unconquerable” granite that is the foundation of courage…
… for I learned that while…
Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare
“Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.”
Travels with Charlie by John Steinbeck
“When the virus of restlessness begins to take [took] possession of [me] a wayward man, and the road away [was] from Here seems broad and straight and sweet, the victim must first find…”
… I found myself with…
in himself a good and sufficient reason for going. This to the practical bum us not difficult. He has a built-in garden of reasons to choose from. Next he must plan his trip in time and space, choose a direction and a destination. And last he must implement the journey. How to go, and what to take, how long to stay. This part of the process is invariable and immortal. I set it down only so that the newcomers to bumdom, like teen-agers in new-hatched sin, will not think they invented it.”
… and I went.
XII. To Adventure
Star Trek Opening Monologue
… to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before!”
… to find adventure and figure out that …
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
“The Answer to the Great Question… Of Life, the Universe and Everything… Is… Forty-two,'” (or maybe just that we need a better question) … said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.”
XIII. To Learn
Sundiver, Book 1 of the Uplift Saga by David Brin
“Jacob shrugged. There was nothing new in the Skin-Shirt controversy. One side insisted that man should be proud of his unique heritage as a self-evolved race, having won intelligence from Nature herself on the savannah and shoreline of East Africa. The other side held that homo sapiens -Just as every other known race of sophonts”… we are responsible for “- was part of a chain of genetic and cultural uplifting that…” will continue to the final “…stretched back to the fabled early days of the galaxy, the time of the Progenitors.”
… if we can only convince our young people that they are worthy.
XIV. To Teach
… to speak to them and say,…
Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut
“Dear Sir, poor sir, brave sir.” he read, “You are an experiment by the Creator of the Universe. You are the only creature in the entire Universe who has free will. You are the only one who has to figure out what to do next – and why. Everybody else is a robot, a machine. Some persons seem to like you, and others seem to hate you, and you must wonder why. They are simply liking machines and hating machines. You are pooped and demoralized, ” read Dwayne. “Why wouldn’t you be? Of course it is exhausting, having to reason all the time…” but “… in a universe which wasn’t meant to be reasonable.” … you are capable of reason…
XV. and these are the colors of my memories
… immersive, compacted, overwhelmed, ideas tumble over the edges, pushing and shoving, demanding attention over the din of thought forming a special kind of madness that intrudes into the concrete plane with unwholesome regularity.
I heard them say…
Pedro Paramo by Juan Rulfo
“I remembered what my mother had said: ‘You will hear me better there. I will be closer to you. You will hear the voice of my memories stronger than the voice of my death – that is, if death ever had a voice.’ Mother. … [They are all] So alive. ”
Multiple Works by Kurt Vonnegut
“So It Goes…”
Life moves on around us. Each day its’ on lifetime. Sometimes only an…
One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzhenitsyn
“almost good day“
Multiple Works by Kurt Vonnegut
“So It Goes…”
“‘…but… poor creature … she can’t move, there in the deepest part of the jungle she’s trapped in a spider’s web, or no, the spider web is growing out of her own body, the threads are coming out of her waist and her hips, they’re part of her body, so many threads that look like hairy ropes and disgust me, even though if I were to touch them they might feel as smooth as who knows what, but it makes me queasy to touch them,’ ‘Doesn’t she speak?’ ‘no, she’s crying, or no, she isn’t, she’s smiling but a tear rolls out from beneath the mask,’… (p 280)”
… strong enough to bind together the disparate constructs of self and build with them.
XIX. Contribute Something
…strong enough to do something that matters. To contribute. Something. As yet undiscovered something. Something good. Happy. Thoughtful. Just. Brave. Free.
XX. And today, the color of my memory
And today, the color of my memory is subdued and softened, opened up to expose the usefulness inside it. to be a tool to shape what will come.
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