<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819</id><updated>2011-12-20T10:32:46.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Poetics of Re-use</title><subtitle type='html'>A discussion space and materials base for the reading/talk, "The Poetics of Re-use," with Brian Howe and Buck Downs, as part of the In Your Ear reading series, curated by Adam Good and Cathy Eisenhower.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116896493425759977</id><published>2007-01-16T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:32:31.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my presentation</title><content type='html'>I didn't prepare any notes or text, so I don't have anything to post. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these many days past, &amp; two ideas are still sticking with me from what I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- A counter-positioning of the poetic project away from the default vanguardism of the last 200 years, toward an explicit salvage op enacted in a context of material plenty. It is in fact the self-congratulatory success of material plenty in pax americana that makes this salvage op necessary, worthwhile, and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- A "delusion of influence" described in the work and life of Ted Berrigan; another counter-position, this time in relief of the now-famous "anxiety of influence". Anxiety as a manifestation of neurosis is palpably absent in Berrigan's poetry, and derivation as an aspect of the work is cheerfully exploited rather than nervously contextualized. ["thank god I derive" -- Anselm Hollo]. I think psychosis is a more fruitful model than neurosis to display how the numerous feints and forays into the "vast library" and "academy of the future" are accepted and made to contribute to the poet's activity as salvage artificer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116896493425759977?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116896493425759977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116896493425759977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116896493425759977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116896493425759977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-presentation_16.html' title='my presentation'/><author><name>buckd_dc</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116767725763489875</id><published>2007-01-01T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:48:01.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My presentation</title><content type='html'>A belated thank you to Adam, Buck and Kathy for involving me in this terrific event. For those of you who missed it, I posted a transcript of my presentation on my mp3 blog, &lt;a href="http://www.moistworks.com/2006/12/phons-boneless-giants-re-used-by.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. If he still has a copy of it, perhaps Buck could be persuaded to post his as well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116767725763489875?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116767725763489875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116767725763489875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116767725763489875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116767725763489875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-presentation.html' title='My presentation'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116580028379228377</id><published>2006-12-10T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:20:02.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6-pointed poetics of re-use</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a poetics of re-use that insists on only pinballing between awareness, perception, and form would have to be finally incomplete or worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/1320/1600/16074/form.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/1320/400/569066/form.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A custodianship of the world, total dependency on others, and a failure to complete the work are three of the characteristics of the relation of poesis to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/1320/1600/473722/world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/1320/400/372636/world.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/1320/1600/47180/combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6323/1320/400/326622/combo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116580028379228377?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116580028379228377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116580028379228377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116580028379228377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116580028379228377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/12/6-pointed-poetics-of-re-use.html' title='6-pointed poetics of re-use'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116517175796359418</id><published>2006-12-03T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T13:49:23.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>people is watching your ass (re-used)</title><content type='html'>the people look &lt;br /&gt;your donkey &lt;br /&gt;on guess/advise &lt;br /&gt;that for someone it could be useful &lt;br /&gt;(enough time given), &lt;br /&gt;between the kinds to diversify it &lt;br /&gt;that the whole whole time &lt;br /&gt;and the practice clarifies, and fires on &lt;br /&gt;like foregrounded the strategy. &lt;br /&gt;I use myself from the Adam &lt;br /&gt;of the sentence&lt;br /&gt;began to think this line down &lt;br /&gt;(which I take, in order to be normative, &lt;br /&gt;naturally), - in on complete &lt;br /&gt;it by before existing material &lt;br /&gt;for example made their "to possess" &lt;br /&gt;the low line as component of the process &lt;br /&gt;in close sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam does not use itself &lt;br /&gt;in this sense, there dubs expressly &lt;br /&gt;commingling its with that one of another &lt;br /&gt;than written exit - in up. &lt;br /&gt;Like that it is us &lt;br /&gt;a certain category &lt;br /&gt;i.e. of, eschews &lt;br /&gt;for the whole number with reasons &lt;br /&gt;commingling first generation &lt;br /&gt;with material appropriated/sampled/plus &lt;br /&gt;towards the painted books, &lt;br /&gt;which networks&lt;br /&gt;or the radios of Ronald Johnson [ sic ] &lt;br /&gt;will be concerned, immediately also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it last aluminium &lt;br /&gt;to this straight edge &lt;br /&gt;from basis of a competent definition. &lt;br /&gt;Document to form could exercised &lt;br /&gt;into for the centuries. &lt;br /&gt;Unique sense saw I never that each &lt;br /&gt;to learn to write primarily is, &lt;br /&gt;toward exterior letters copied, &lt;br /&gt;others, thus, by copying others &lt;br /&gt;toward the exterior the sentences &lt;br /&gt;Product that this activity &lt;br /&gt;contains the majority of everything, &lt;br /&gt;which was written never, &lt;br /&gt;even before the press event. &lt;br /&gt;You peoples is the preservation, &lt;br /&gt;who copy down the people and this, &lt;br /&gt;what we call our &lt;em&gt;civilizzazione&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116517175796359418?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116517175796359418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116517175796359418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116517175796359418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116517175796359418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/12/people-is-watching-your-ass-re-used.html' title='people is watching your ass (re-used)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116474191688725753</id><published>2006-11-28T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T14:25:16.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Re-Use? (Technological Demonstration)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.moistworks.com/media/BONELESS GIANTS REMIX.mp3"&gt;The Technology of Re-Use&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116474191688725753?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116474191688725753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116474191688725753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116474191688725753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116474191688725753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-re-use-technological.html' title='What is Re-Use? (Technological Demonstration)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116424435035573845</id><published>2006-11-22T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:12:30.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Re-Use?</title><content type='html'>o ex-drowsing &lt;br /&gt;outlaw season&lt;br /&gt;and tin simoom, &lt;br /&gt;eye slurping dune&lt;br /&gt;nor me, roving in&lt;br /&gt;general tandem in&lt;br /&gt;the past sector, &lt;br /&gt;revenue cenacles,&lt;br /&gt;gnomic locknuts&lt;br /&gt;in retainer&lt;br /&gt;+ = gem.&lt;br /&gt;if not the nonzero&lt;br /&gt;then thaw?&lt;br /&gt;if this platting about&lt;br /&gt;! = tinges, this eon&lt;br /&gt;of flesh takes &lt;br /&gt;tutors masticated.&lt;br /&gt;I knot vital tux &lt;br /&gt;trochees? kidskin dank&lt;br /&gt;and telic tiffs sear gear.&lt;br /&gt;for meat this terrified smell&lt;br /&gt;gulps toes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116424435035573845?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116424435035573845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116424435035573845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116424435035573845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;etches an uneven silence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cunning stencil&lt;br /&gt;in miniature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+= me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not the horizon&lt;br /&gt;then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this talking about&lt;br /&gt;!= agents, this note&lt;br /&gt;to self takes note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shortcut activated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;activation cut short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids like candy&lt;br /&gt;and sufficient categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for them this different lens&lt;br /&gt;sprung soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(asked of F7, 11/19)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116398903654479085?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116398903654479085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116398903654479085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116398903654479085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116398903654479085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-re-use_19.html' title='What is Re-use?'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116398810931454814</id><published>2006-11-19T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:01:49.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Re-use?</title><content type='html'>purposive shuffle&lt;br /&gt;fomenting travel&lt;br /&gt;via comic&lt;br /&gt;somatic&lt;br /&gt;constant&lt;br /&gt;oracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internal audit&lt;br /&gt;of entire current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an evening out the things wear,&lt;br /&gt;turning approaching into&lt;br /&gt;a mostly chaotic growth&lt;br /&gt;that might sum&lt;br /&gt;the fucking code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple destruction kit&lt;br /&gt;restricted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't stop&lt;br /&gt;banging on my notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't stop&lt;br /&gt;lip rock&lt;br /&gt;blue joint&lt;br /&gt;innerstare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shipping is magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so is jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family living&lt;br /&gt;and this Tetsuo&lt;br /&gt;done dosed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn my seclusion and take it for honesty and&lt;br /&gt;let it bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(asked of the Hopper - 11/19)&lt;div 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Re-use?'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116388200399211130</id><published>2006-11-18T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:45:21.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little List</title><content type='html'>Things that can be re-used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials: Images, Words, Texts, Sounds, Albums, Found Objects, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Processes: Rhyme, Speaking, Line-breaking, Spell-checking, Google-searching, etc&lt;br /&gt;Forms: (as containers of processes and materials): Poems, Sonnets, Novels, Essays, Interviews, Academies, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(obviously there will be plenty of slippage between these: the Exquisite Corpse game is both a process and a form, and, when the output or content of any one particular game is re-used as a material, it is a material.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to suggest that these are locked-down categories, but I find it helpful in my explorations to think along these distinction-lines; basically, this helps me remain aware of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;context&lt;/span&gt; of the work (material + process + form) in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poem (form) re-uses a quotation from a song (material) via placement on the page, resonance with other elements (and other processes), very differently from how an academic essay (form) might use the same quotation. This re-use is in turn different from how the quotation (material) might be used in a Saturday Night Live parody (form) or a conversation (form?process?material?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main interest in re-use, then, ultimately stems from a kind of fascination with dynamic atomism, "the beauty of embedded possibility," to re-use the words of Arlene Stamp (originally referring to her artwork based on fractals). The fact that any re-used element (any element, really) points to an "always beyond," an "always outside," and carries with it a certain residue and energy of its point(s) of origin(s). To say that things can be re-used is to point out their complete contingency and their tendency to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be other&lt;/span&gt;. Their contexts and forms are little homes, for awhile. They have come from elsewhere and will return there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Brian's statement about his F7 work, "this process felt very mystical to me, something like divination," parallels very closely my own feelings about engaging with source materials in various ways. That there is a boundless energy at play in the combinations and spark*gaps that occur when you interact with anything openly, especially if you can focus this play in some way(s) around a process or collection of processes. In Brian's case, the F7 process, in Cage's, the use of the I Ching, in Buck's "Hopper," being able to see to see large and strange patterns emerge by re-using one's own material. In some of my own explorations, reading through various books as if they were divinatory texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Buck points out, learning to write ultimately amounts to copying what has been written and absorbing the various ways in which writing occurs. (And then creating extentions based on a wide variety of other influences.) Writing, internalized as a process, becomes a sort of sprite guiding one's interaction with the world. In effect, looking at anything is to re-use it according to various guides internal and external. My first really clear indication of this process was seeing Buck read from &lt;a href="http://www.fascicle.com/issue02/poems/downs1.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Memory: D. Thompson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, in which he walked through the Congressional Cemetary making rubbings of words on the headstones, "proceeding to discover each next word as the site and [his] ability to perceive it would disclose." Hearing this work revealed to me not just a textual strategy for the creation of poems, but also a way of looking at any textual material in the world as a field to move and play in, to "discover [new combinations] as sites and perceptual abilities allow." In other words, whenever I look at any text, some part of my looking is goverened by this experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poetics of re-use might posit itself simply as an awarenss of how processes guide perception into form(s), endlessly and endlessly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116388200399211130?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116388200399211130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116388200399211130' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116388200399211130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116388200399211130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-list.html' title='Little List'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116353086249970169</id><published>2006-11-14T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:23:28.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some notes toward a personal theory of Re-Use</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;One of my favorite aspects of Visio is the ease with which you can simply copy objects and arrange them in various ways; it is so much more responsive to re-use than a word processing program.&lt;/em&gt; -- Adam Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is on this point, perhaps, that Adam and I diverge. I'm not familiar with the Visio software, but, having worked with Microsoft Word's spellcheck function (as well as various other internal formatting and text-alterating algorithms) for nearly three years now, having produced what must be one hundred completed poems and many more fragments using the process in this span, I have found the word processor's facility for re-use to be bottomless. This cannot be attributed to the software alone, which is governed mechanically and is only as good as its input, or the text alone, which is governed organically and is limited by its author's experience, but by the intersection of the two -- more accurately, the tension -- where they vie for dominance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should briefly describe my process. I use various technological media -- online translators, text databases, search engine fodder, thesaurus programs, and, centrally, MS Word's spellchecker -- to create poems. When I began working with this process, I was very interested in its techno-philosophical implications -- I was interested in producing viable poems outside of any human agency, or within a human agency that was, at most, curatorial. As I "wrote" in the manuscript's title sequence: "We see that F7 is roofed by dolorous retinas, while I primly kneel to discord, organic, and reword it." As such, I devised rigorous rules to govern the creation of each source text that I would comb over with the spellchecker, which in this instance became a sort of palette, brimming with colors I could choose from which depended upon what the program thought I might be trying to say with a certain letter combination (this process felt very mystical to me, something like divination, and it still does, although the fact that the program was designed by humans with their own ideology and disseminated by corporate interests complicates matters immensely...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used serial operations, chance operations, patterns and various other intrigues to devise the source texts, defined strict parameters by which I would choose the final words, and so on. Examples from this stage of the process can be seen &lt;a href="http://www.octopusmagazine.com/issue06/html/main.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over time, I became less interested in these implications, or at least, less interested in directly engaging them in the texts. I began then to focus more on corrupting source texts in various ways, re-arranging them according to intuition, and using the spellchecker on these more fluid creations, often times leaving syntax intact to create a more "readable" effect regardless of your knowledge of the workings of the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that, aestetically speaking, there is *exactly enough* in the natural world. But the constructed world, aided by the Internet, cheap recording equipment and a widespread and instantaneous communcations-net, contains far too much. In such a circumstance, to conjure something "new" out of thin air (insofar as anyone does this -- "good poets borrow, great poets steal", but I'm talking about a more literal definition of re-use) seems completely unneccessary, what with so much raw signal floating around already, and so many astounding means to manipulate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My interest in re-use, poetically, dovetails with my interest in re-use in other media -- hip-hop and electronic music and noise music, collage-based and found-item visual art, metafiction, etc. By no means do I disregard the value of first-order production, but I prefer to manipulate the extant signals. This is where our culture speaks to itself; it is our artistic moment's defining characteristic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this approach sounds limiting on paper, I've found it to be just the opposite. My process is essentially &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/hypergolic"&gt;hypergolic&lt;/a&gt;, and what's more, infinitely so -- any volume of "fuel", in this case, text, can produce an infinite series of new texts, which themselves can be recombined to make more texts, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-use is not theft in this regard. Theft implies the loss of a physical quantity -- someone forgets their suitcase in a coffee shop, I take the suitcase, and they no longer have access to it. But text, at least within the ambit of my process, is not a depleteable resource. I take it, I manipulate it, yet the source remains unaltered and undiminished -- it's like I pick up that abandoned suitcase and an identical one instantly manifests in its place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interested in watching these transactions occur as I usher them into being, seeing what kind of augers they contain, which thematic concerns emerge, and how the new texts relate to the source texts, from which they may be wildy different (even unrecognizable), but from whose brow they undeniably sprung. It's rather like looking for yourself in your father's eyes. After spending so much time with the process, I can't help but perceive Borges' &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Library_of_babel"&gt;Library of Babel&lt;/a&gt; in every scrap of text-- through technology, I cam glimpse its endlessness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Foreign Letter series is an attempt to posit an endless chain of texts from a single source, to write enough of them to create a continuity and for that invisible line to be evident as stretching on eternally. The first Foreign Letter, from which all the others derive, was cobbled together from scraps of emails sent to me by an Austrian correspondent; that poem and the first "remix" can be seen &lt;a href="http://www.mipoesias.com/Poetry/howe_brian.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and another &lt;a href="http://mtd.celaine.com/brianhowe.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116353086249970169?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116353086249970169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116353086249970169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116353086249970169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116353086249970169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-notes-toward-personal-theory-of.html' title='Some notes toward a personal theory of Re-Use'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116351952965425389</id><published>2006-11-14T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:59:43.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>people is watching your ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I guess it could be useful for somebody (given enough time) to differentiate between the kinds of re-use that everyone does all the time, and the particular instance of a re-use practice that clarifies and focuses on re-use as a foregrounded strategy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Adam's use of the phrase 'mash-up' started me thinking down this line, because my understanding of mash-up, (which I take to be normative, of course) is that a mash-up is entirely made out of pre-existing material, e.g., you would not write/record your "own" bass line as part of the process of creating a mash-up, strictly speaking. Adam is not using 'mash-up' in this sense, since he explicitly dubs the commingling of his own written output with that of another as a mash-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So there is some category of "total re-use", i.e., one that eschews for any number of reasons the commingling of first-generation material with appropriated/sampled/plus-gen material. Erased books such as Jen Bervin's Nets or Ronald Johnson's Radios [sic] come immediately to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I find it hard to stay interested in this straight-edge re-use, even as I admit that what it is I do instead that might form the base of a competing definition of re-use is really only writing as it has been practiced for centuries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The only way I've ever seen anyone learn to write is by first copying out letters that someone else wrote, then copying out words that someone else wrote, then copying out sentences someone else wrote. The product of this activity comprises the majority of everything that has ever been written, even before the advent of printing. People keep copying down other people's shit, and this is what we call our civilization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116351952965425389?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116351952965425389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116351952965425389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116351952965425389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116351952965425389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/people-is-watching-your-ass.html' title='people is watching your ass'/><author><name>buckd_dc</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116346963537269845</id><published>2006-11-13T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:31:28.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveillance and Sousveillance</title><content type='html'>Buck, in an earlier comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are several modes of surveillance that occur at the nerve-nexes collectively named, 'the exit'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text is an exit made of exits.&lt;br /&gt;What is going into what the exits exit? And how?&lt;br /&gt;What is coming out of the exits, and to where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what is the user's relation to all this exiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surveillance - from above/"outside" the text, channeling the escaping impulses into a provisional forms, a "reading." the user in the role of surveillant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3c/Neuralnetwork.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3c/Neuralnetwork.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a simplified view of a neural network: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neural_networks"&gt;more here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sousveillance"&gt;Sousveillance&lt;/a&gt; - from within the text, (the blue circles)=elemental forces, looking around, looking up, influencing their neighbors and their predecessors &lt;i&gt;into&lt;/i&gt; something, the moment at which the death or non-death of the author becomes beyond moot, because elements don't care where they came from, or where they are going, they simply interact. when the user's back is turned, the text is anythings. when the user focuses attention on the text, it becomes one thing. for one moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dive into the moments of elemental sousveillance and play, prior to exit, is such a thing possible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116346963537269845?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116346963537269845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116346963537269845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116346963537269845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116346963537269845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/surveillance-and-sousveillance.html' title='Surveillance and Sousveillance'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116337481944864476</id><published>2006-11-12T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:19:26.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Human Network - A Session Page (for Buck Downs)</title><content type='html'>I've just made something I'm calling a "session page." I'm thinking of it as a discrete field for the re-use or re-play of variables in an immediate environment. It captures a specific moment (session) of experience and interaction with texts and weathers. This session lasted about 25 minutes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asgood/295787941/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/114/295787941_de71084a70.jpg" alt="session page for buck downs" height="392" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in this session page I am re-using on multiple levels and in multiple ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one computer, I was looking at &lt;a href="http://www.english.wayne.edu/fac_pages/ewatten/index.html"&gt;Barret Watten's "Forty Poems" matrix&lt;/a&gt;. On another computer I was working in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visio"&gt;Visio&lt;/a&gt;, entering rapid recombinations of the one-line poems into boxes, which I then moved around the page. (One of my favorite aspects of Visio is the ease with which you can simply copy objects and arrange them in various ways; it is so much more responsive to re-use than a word processing program.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attention was also drifting across the other environmental variables that surround me, namely the post-it notes and fragments of writing scattered around my desk. These fragments re-combine with lines from "Forty Poems," creating a kind of instant perceptual &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mash_up"&gt;mash-up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I was listening to a recording in which I ask the question "Are You Your Own Twin?" to various texts (e.g. "Silence, are you your own twin?") and treat the text as a medium  (in all senses of the term) that can speak through me speaking through it. This speaking occurs through a rapid recombinant reading (or RRR), in which I allow my voicing to be guided by the elements on the pages as I flip rapidly through them.&lt;br /&gt;The elements of this soundtrack leaked into and influenced the composition, recombining with other phrases, guiding selection and thought processes.&lt;br /&gt;With the soundtrack, then, I was re-using my own re-use of other texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which gets me to two final points on re-use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Re-use should be considered in the Output phase of the object as well as its Input. In other words, we should not just focus on the re-uses that the object enacts internally; we must also (and especially) think about how the object itself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will be re-used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Open_source"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In doing so, we should not let considerations of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;genre &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;object category&lt;/span&gt; limit the possibilities of re-use. The forms that I am interested in pursuing do not think they are any one particular thing. They are temporary, provisional accretions of the possible. They are guides to the future, as well as to the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;To that end, here are some possible uses, or extensions, of this session page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask a question of it and do a rapid recombinant reading (RRR) to get a "response"(Sample question: "Who is B. Watten?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lay a transparency over it, draw connections between words, and lay the transparency over another text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make 40 40-word poems from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Print out 1000 copies, type "Errata, p. 23" on the back, and insert into books in stores or libraries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[insert whatever here]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116337481944864476?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116337481944864476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116337481944864476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116337481944864476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116337481944864476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-to-human-network-session-page.html' title='Welcome to the Human Network - A Session Page (for Buck Downs)'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116293216766628870</id><published>2006-11-07T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:42:47.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two examples of re-use</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Entrance_%28musician%29"&gt;Entrance&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.moistworks.com/media/entrance remix 1.mp3" target="new"&gt;"GRIM REAPER BLUES"&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moistworks.com/media/prayer of death remix.mp3" target="new"&gt;"PRAYER OF DEATH"&lt;/a&gt; re-used&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116293216766628870?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116293216766628870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116293216766628870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116293216766628870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116293216766628870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-examples-of-re-use.html' title='Two examples of re-use'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116283598374824418</id><published>2006-11-06T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T12:59:43.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Kilpatrick interview</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning for some time to post about the nature of my own poetic practices regarding re-use, in the hopes that Adam and Buck would do likewise, creating a starting point for the dialogue. This has been an uncommonly procrastinatory week for me; however, I recently discussed re-use at some length in an interview with Sean Kilpatrick, which just went up on his blog, &lt;a href="http://anorexicchlorinesextoymuseum.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Pardon me for recylcing; I'd like to amplify on some of the points in the interview as soon as I have the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116283598374824418?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116283598374824418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116283598374824418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116283598374824418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116283598374824418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/sean-kilpatrick-interview.html' title='Sean Kilpatrick interview'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116256858624365679</id><published>2006-11-03T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:47:05.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coordinates of polaris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do as little as possible&lt;br /&gt;is my watchword&lt;br /&gt;and countersign&lt;br /&gt;all systems conspire&lt;br /&gt;toward this end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky is lit with ominous messages&lt;br /&gt;they are messges for somebody else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116256858624365679?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116256858624365679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116256858624365679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116256858624365679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116256858624365679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/11/coordinates-of-polaris-do-as-little-as.html' title=''/><author><name>buckd_dc</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116205739956176385</id><published>2006-10-28T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:20:27.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buck's Hopper</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things about Buck's "Hopper," the massive document/management system into which he periodically downloads(uploads?)  his collected writing fragments, is its interplay with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;text&lt;/span&gt; of the context of its production:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asgood/281451975/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/115/281451975_ee07094a63.jpg" width="450" height="375" alt="Buck's Hopper" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/asgood/sets/72157594348590542/"&gt;(more hopper photos)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is page 82 (of 147) of the section of the Hopper that Buck gave me. On the right is a page of Hopper text, containing fragments of text from Buck's collection. On the left is a page from a paper called "The Names Game: Using Inventors Patent Data in Economic Research," one of the many documents he has (re)used to print out this section of the Hopper. Other documents include a Joel on Software article about guerilla interviewing practices,  research on survey software, and functional specs for a web database project.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if Buck intentionally chose certain documents to re-use, but what fascinates me in any recombinant reading through(in) the Hopper is that one's attention can constantly jump between phrases from both context and text, living in a space where any fragment exerts a pull on its immediate neighbors (in the neighborhood of attention, that is), giving rise to strange local meanings. Elements of both text and context as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strange_attractor#Strange_attractor"&gt;strange attractors&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;That so many of the re-used texts speak about various processes (for managing information, accomplishing techincal tasks, finding the best software fit for a given need) only increases the delicious play occuring with/in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116205739956176385?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116205739956176385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116205739956176385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116205739956176385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116205739956176385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/10/bucks-hopper.html' title='Buck&apos;s Hopper'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116199349819189476</id><published>2006-10-27T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T18:58:18.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Under the Influences</title><content type='html'>influence in flux influences influences in flux.&lt;br /&gt;(repeat ad infi.nauseam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making/declaring a re-usable class of a statement in brian's post:&lt;br /&gt;"[       ] are my main [       ] influences"&lt;br /&gt;and inserting combinations from previous posts:&lt;br /&gt;"[quotations] are my main [notational] influences."&lt;br /&gt;"[repositioning of propellants] is my main [hypnotic] influence."&lt;br /&gt;"[not listening at all to the tame chisel] is my main [non-desparing dialetical] influence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The stability of the network's behavior can be plotted in response to a range of complex input values." - Clifford A. Pickover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The exit is not just eavesdropping." -  brian buck good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116199349819189476?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116199349819189476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116199349819189476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116199349819189476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116199349819189476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/10/driving-under-influences.html' title='Driving Under the Influences'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116190990665304810</id><published>2006-10-26T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T19:45:06.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My main poetic influences</title><content type='html'>Propellants that combine both fuel&lt;br /&gt;and oxidizer in a cohesive, compact grain&lt;br /&gt;are my main poetic influences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from "Mean Free Path" by Ben Lerner, &lt;em&gt;Soft Targets&lt;/em&gt; #1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116190990665304810?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116190990665304810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116190990665304810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116190990665304810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116190990665304810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-main-poetic-influences.html' title='My main poetic influences'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116178869515685420</id><published>2006-10-25T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T10:22:06.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a quotation, a couplet, and a question</title><content type='html'>"The move wouldn’t be for writers, for example, to infiltrate the academy &amp; change the lit canon from within. It would instead be to work outside that whole institutional framework &amp;amp; reject questions of canonicity altogether." -- P. Inman, "a different table altogether"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o the humor of anaclitic molecule-systems&lt;br /&gt;and the repositioning of wit draw me a beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we understand that flarf has never been invented, period, but has actually only ever been discovered?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116178869515685420?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116178869515685420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116178869515685420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116178869515685420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116178869515685420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/10/quotation-couplet-and-question.html' title='a quotation, a couplet, and a question'/><author><name>buckd_dc</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116171242965015121</id><published>2006-10-24T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T12:53:49.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a mean, a server, and a notation (or, a stop to be telexed, noon)</title><content type='html'>the serif wall of modest command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a limp hypnotism of the spats&lt;br /&gt;duo's revenge beamed&lt;br /&gt;in guitars. evil https&lt;br /&gt;her tent in the scalp&lt;br /&gt;of the tide. eaves dropping&lt;br /&gt;is not ensiling at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Catcalled rather than fauvism is the tame chisel of epochs rather than rasped." -- Mammon O. Word, Evil Sainted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116171242965015121?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116171242965015121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116171242965015121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116171242965015121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116171242965015121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/10/mean-server-and-notation-or-stop-to-be.html' title='a mean, a server, and a notation (or, a stop to be telexed, noon)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12277286690837924502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7DisWIZKm4/Ti7XwwnpsGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WEXCKJbZ6Kk/s220/P1010521.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116163127368441846</id><published>2006-10-23T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T14:21:13.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a name, a verse, and a quotation (or, a post to be deleted soon)</title><content type='html'>the first law of thermodynamics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a philosophy of the steps&lt;br /&gt;should never be made&lt;br /&gt;in writing. love pitches&lt;br /&gt;her tent in the palace&lt;br /&gt;of the exit. eavesdropping&lt;br /&gt;is not listening at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dialectics rather than dualism is the metaphysic of hope rather than despair." -- Norman O. Brown, &lt;em&gt;Life Against Death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116163127368441846?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116163127368441846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116163127368441846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116163127368441846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116163127368441846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/10/name-verse-and-quotation-or-post-to-be.html' title='a name, a verse, and a quotation (or, a post to be deleted soon)'/><author><name>buckd_dc</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36405819.post-116145399941647400</id><published>2006-10-21T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:19:19.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Poetics of Re-use - Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Welcome to the Poetics of Re-use blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is an exploratory discussion space for the "Poetics of Re-use" reading/talk that will occur on Sunday, December 17th as part of the In Your Ear reading series, sponsored by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.dcpoetry.com"&gt;DC Poetry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The readers/participants will be Brian Howe and Buck Downs, and the facilitators will be Adam Good and Cathy Eisenhower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The purpose of this blog is to initiate a discussion about what a "poetics of re-use" might mean, both in our own work and in the world, to ask questions and pose possible answers, to discuss texts and processes that might be included in a history of re-use, to explore re-use in all its contemporary manifestations, from poetry and art to business and web development.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We hope, by drawing such parallels, to understand re-use as not just an artistic strategy, but as one of the defining concepts of our current paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog itself will employ and encourage re-use.  Participants will contribute statements, questions, sources, and materials that other participants are free to use, re-combine, question, riff on or off, or form into new statements, questions, sources or materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope, in these ways, to act &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the methods of the field we are exploring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36405819-116145399941647400?l=poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/feeds/116145399941647400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36405819&amp;postID=116145399941647400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116145399941647400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36405819/posts/default/116145399941647400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetics-of-reuse.blogspot.com/2006/10/poetics-of-re-use-introduction.html' title='The Poetics of Re-use - Introduction'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01649975114540533461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/53/120072838_41d2d86fc9_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
