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VOLODYMYR BILYK - THINGS! (Unconventional Press, 2014)

Signs of life of signs / differx. 2013

    

(some notes from an e-mail to Tim Gaze, Sept., 2013)

Maybe (linear or nonlinear) “experimental writing” and “visual poetry” are simply first definitions of the vast living environment of works made by the worldwide community of people involved in asemic (and so pansemic) writing and in the making of abstract stuff.

And: about the words “writing” and “abstract” —maybe they’re narrow definitions of areas of signs. A suitable term could be “sign” indeed.

The life of signs is perhaps the ‘thing’ we try to deal with. A “sign” is an entity which, in itself, does not have an actual “itself”. It absolutely conveys something else. It’s not narrow, it’s an arrow. It’s a non-”quid” referred/referring to some (other) “quid”. And so: the reference or transfer or passage may be somehow / somewhere broken. And this fact is the alpha in “a”/semic. 

[And —at the same time— any “alpha” is a “pan”: any limit is also a secondary path or crack, a way for widening the view]

The incomplete or complete rupture or fracture of a (still presumable) transitive line (of the transmission of meaning) makes us call the sign an “intransitive” one. Or a “partially transitive” one.

For example: a signal or warning, on an unknown road and land, telling us something we don’t catch at all. A flashing light. We stare at its colours, but we can’t translate them into some kind of knowledge about an actual situation we ought to react to. By the way, we’re mesmerized by its effort in telling us something (or —better— its clear effort to move an unclear cloud of meaning[s] from A to B). We miss the point; still we go on staring at some vague (say abstract) point.

Shadows show something we don’t catch; still we cannot stop watching, and we don’t.

[This is the “alpha” turning into “pan”].

We’re almost 4 thousand years far from the birth of writing, but the written signs & glyphs & traces in caves are definitely older. So much older. In “Caves of Forgotten Dreams” Werner Herzog shows us the (partially intransitive) signs of men who lived 30,000 years ago. It’s not “writing”, it’s (perhaps) carving / painting signs. Figures.

Now we try to go very far —back into the past: pitch black.

In a time where not only the human race but the very beginning of life itself had not yet appeared on our planet. Fragments/crystals of zircon (here a pic from a documentary: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eu16701JhOo) found in West-Australian rocks dating back to 4.4 billion years ago seem to reveal the presence of water on Earth in an incredibly early stage of its history: and we may consider these crystals and fragments as “signs” (of/from the ur-environment): partially transitiveones, made not by human hand, but by nature —Earth— itself. (Signs addressed to no one, to no one’s eye)

    

Asemic Poema by C. Mehrl Bennett

CLICK HERE to view video by Juan Angel Italiano of a group performance of this asemic poem that I wrote this month in Montevideo, Uruguay.

B U S T

Volodymyr Bilyk. This is visual poetry.

The backstory of the series is in the aborted project of releasing Raymond Chandler novels. Pieces – which are font collages started as the illustrations. It was to be the blink into the characters mind. Then the project was shut down – but I was too much in this thing – almost obsessed. I was fulfilled by it and I had a need to exhaust it to the bottom.

The central idea is the collision of the dada-sensibility (mostly inspired by the collages of Kurt Schwitters, Hannah Hoch and Raoul Hausmann), the hard-boiled images (Raymond Chandler, Dashiel Hammett, James Cain, Jim Thompson) and the film noir atmosphere (Night of the Hunter, The Big Heat, Touch of Evil, Maltese Falcon). The link between them is Jean-Michel Basquat and his highly expressive, straight-to-the-point chaotic style. His compositional method is the most adequate for the purpose of recreating kaleidoscopical frenzy.

The reader (because the images are built with fonts which contains letter which got the forms of certain images or placed to look as the certain images) is like the private eye remembering his last job. Remembering that he looked for the thing long enough to be haunted by it, to become obsessed by it. All he can remember are this blinks and from the blinks he builds the backstory and the stories between the blinks.

http://thisisvisualpoetry.com/?p=1151

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The Last Vispo Anthology (1998-2008)

http://www.fantagraphics.com/browse-shop/the-last-vispo-anthology-visual-poetry-1998-2008.html?vmcchk=1

http://slowforward.wordpress.com/2012/08/03/the-last-vispo-2/"

http://www.thelastvispo.com/

preview: http://www.fantagraphics.com/images/stories/previews/lasvis-preview.pdf [pdf 5.2 Mb]

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TRUE Or : April Fool's Day 2011?

Revealed: Gaddafi envoy in Britain for secret talks
Exclusive: Contact with senior aide believed to be one of a number between Libyan officials and west amid signs regime may be looking for exit strategy
# The Guardian, Friday 1 April 2011
http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/mar/31/gaddaf-envoy-britain-secret-talks-exit-strategy
-visual poem by Litsa Spathi

Battle for Libya

6 March 2011 Last updated at 04:23 GMT
Battle for Libya: Gaddafi troops engage Zawiya rebels
Col Gaddafi's heavy armour is poised outside the town of Zawiya
* Eyewitness: Tripoli in fear
* Global diplomacy

Fierce fighting has rocked Libya's Zawiya, 50km (30 miles) west of Tripoli, as rebels repelled government efforts to retake the key city.

Pro-government forces were pushed out of the city centre in heavy fighting on Saturday morning, but regrouped for a fresh assault.

Early on Sunday, heavy gunfire was heard in the capital.

Rebels fighting Col Muammar Gaddafi have taken control of the port of Ras Lanuf to the east of Tripoli.

The rebels have pushed further west towards Sirte, Col Gaddafi's heavily guarded hometown, and captured the town of Bin Jawad, 160km (100 miles) from Sirte.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-africa-12654670
-visual poem by Litsa Spathi

He Is no Longer One of Us'l

He Is no Longer One of Us'
Post-Gadhafi Era Begins in Eastern Libya2011/02/28
As opposition forces put Libyan dictator Moammar Gadhafi under increasing pressure, the post-Gadhafi era has already begun in the eastern part of the country. Victorious rebels are turning to the task of governing, but no one knows what will replace the despot...'s system. By SPIEGEL Staff.

A young man named Hussam, a 26-year-old with a Kalashnikov slung over his shoulder, controls access to liberated Libya. Passports? What for? Hussam is more interested in finding out how someone entering the country feels about this enormously important event in his life. "What do you think about our revolution?" he asks.
http://www.spiegel.de/international/world/0,1518,748033,00.html
- visual poem by Litsa Spathi

Silvio Berlusconi to be tried by female judge

"Silvio BERlustCONI to be tried by female judge" - visual poem by Litsa Spathi

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