Author: paulattinello
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Interspersed
Overlapping experiences: • have had a cold for three days, groggy and sniffling (sniveling? – that always seemed to be a different sound of course); every once in a while my face crinkles up, I mumble ‘damn’, and sneeze to one side or the other. • the weather is gray and increasingly wintry, but •…
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Dream transformation
A dream, wherein a lesbian relationship which is undergoing changes has been transferred to someone else in my life (I won’t say more, as it would be embarrassing for the parties involved – it has, after all, nothing to do with the people who inhabit the waking world). I ask the older woman about the…
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Blogästhetik
What is the impact of blogging on aesthetic production? A long phone conversation with Joyce in Stuttgart – a dear friend who has her own vlog, and is engaged in theoretical/practical work on digital culture – led to some of the following: (a) A significant part of the blogsphere is admittedly sophisticated and self-regarding, with…
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Truth in labeling
I wonder if it would be appropriate to classify blog entries in terms of… the seven deadly sins? Anger, sloth, gluttony, and so on. No, I think mine would need to be somewhat different – after all I wasn’t brought up Catholic: let’s try a few – rage or maybe petulance, inertia, envy, touchiness, acquisitiveness,…
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Jerks In Space
So first the context: I was rather pleased with myself today, and feeling almost capable of the hard work ahead – I liked my own entry on blog aesthetics (and could I say that about a published work? no, which shows what I mean about blogging); the meeting went well and no one argued much;…
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Taproot
One finds roots in unexpected places. Perhaps the news is that my week of external living, of administration and people and students and responsibilities, has also sounded some deeper places, unexpectedly. The body of the dream is mostly forgotten – perhaps it’s summed up as a vacation that goes wrong – a room in a…
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What if…?
Having washed the dishes, put away laundry, showered; and having written the previous blog entry, which was like taking an emotional shower – an awkward metaphor, but what I mean should be clear, which is: having removed the emotional dirt and dust of the past week by writing about it; and it being still and…
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Good with the bad
Haven’t been writing new posts for some days. This in spite of a great deal of activity and input – but perhaps so much, and with such contradictory results, that it seems difficult to construct a coherent blog entry out of any of it. Much of the past days (twelve days? – since I said…
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Seeing You
[Los Angeles, 1992] Hi. — your voice, always full of dark colors and roughnesses I hadn’t remembered enough, accurately enough, the grain of your voice that speaks so intensely of your body, and the way that body always stands for me, solid at the edges of my awareness, holding the safe space of feeling and…
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Explaining Nachiketas
I probably need to explain the previous poem, and the story of Nachiketas, and my own connection with it. I’ll tell all this from my point of view… which might seem a bit roundabout, but if you’re patient I’ll get to it. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, there were three powerful forces keeping…
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