<?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-6482033172704135176</id><updated>2012-01-27T00:55:13.310Z</updated><title type='text'>Landscape Suicide</title><subtitle type='html'>Descriptive Zoopraxography</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3144702970048961520</id><published>2012-01-16T21:18:00.008Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:05:18.764Z</updated><title type='text'>No comment #5, or: Europa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UAV6Jn8jvvY/TxNgdgK-BcI/AAAAAAAAFLA/KHGD9zXIgcg/s800/vlcsnap-00487.jpg" width="550" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The system continues to unravel. With each turn of the spiral, the financial and political costs of an effective resolution increase. We have moved past the point where electorates and their representatives are willing to pay the ever-rising costs of repairing the system. Last week a couple of senior parliamentarians from the ruling CDU party, whom I had previously considered voices of moderation, argued that a Greek exit from the eurozone would not be such a big deal. Expectations are changing quickly, and so is the acceptance of a violent ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.ft.com/cms/s/0/987fd2fe-3ddc-11e1-91ba-00144feabdc0.html?ftcamp=rss#axzz1jYsmiqTR"&gt;Wolfgang Münchau, 15.01.2012&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;For most of the first half of the sixteenth century relationships between the various components of this cosmopolitan ensemble were basically cooperative. Each "nation" specialised in a particular market niche defined by a merchandise (textiles for the English; alum, silver, and copper for the German; metal products for the Milanese; staples of various kind for the Lucchese) or by a predominant relationship of political exchange with one of the two most powerful territorialist organisations of the European world-economy (with France for the Florentine; and Spain for the Genoese). By pooling at fairs, as in Lyons, or in more continuous commodity and money exchanges, as in Antwerp, the promises of payment, the information, and the connections acquired in dealing with overlapping but distinct clienteles, the various "nations" cooperated with one another in attaining three main results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;First, they ensured that the largest possible number of promises of payment would offset one another directly or indirectly, thereby minimising the actual transport of currencies that the " nations" had to undertake. Second, they pooled a better knowledge of conditions affecting trends and fluctuations in exchange rates than they would have been able to acquire on their own. And third, they involved one another in profitable commercial or financial deals, such as the election of the emperor in 1519, which would have been too big or risky for the members of a single "nation" to undertake but not for a "multinational" joint venture. These outcomes of cooperation were the main reason for the various "nations" to converge in specific places at specific times and thus create and keep alive central marketplaces like Antwerp and Lyons. But as soon as these outcomes declined in importance for one or more of the core "nations," cooperation was displaced by competition and the centrality of cosmopolitan marketplaces like Antwerp and Lyons was progressively undermined and eventually destroyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;A displacement of this kind began in the 1530s when the crowding out of German by American silver supplies destroyed the commercial foundations of the German "nation" and strengthened those of the Genoese "nation." It was also in the 1530s that the Genoese began to hold their own fairs in competition with the Lyons fairs, which were controlled by the Florentine "nation." In spite of these early signs of an escalation in inter-capitalist competition, relationships between the main "nations" remained basically cooperative through the 1540s and early 1550s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The real escalation only began with the crisis of 1557-62. As previously noted, it was in the course of this crisis that German capital was crowded out of high finance by Genoese capital. More important, the Genoese introduced the system of the &lt;i&gt;asientos &lt;/i&gt;— contracts with the Spanish government that gave the Genoese almost complete control over the supply of American silver in Seville in exchange for gold and other "good money" delivered in Antwerp, which was quickly becoming the main centre of operation of the Spanish Imperial army. At this point, the Genoese "nation" lost all interest in cooperating with the Florentine "nation" and began making aggressive use of the supply of American silver to divert Italian liquidity (gold and bills of exchange) from the Lyons fairs to its own "Bisenzone" fairs. Although these fairs still bore the Italian name of Besançon — from where they had been held initially — they were in fact mobile (held at Chambéry, Poligny, Trento, Coira, Rivoli, Ivrea, and Asti) to suit the Genoese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;By 1579, when the Bisenzone fairs settled at Piacenza in the Duchy of Parma, a tightly controlled and highly profitable triangle had been established through which the Genoese pumped American silver from Seville to northern Italy, where they exchanged it for gold and bills of exchange, which they delivered to the Spanish government in Antwerp in exchange for the &lt;i&gt;asientos&lt;/i&gt; which gave them control over American silver in Seville. By the end of the 1580s, the progressive centralisation of the supply of American silver and northern Italian and bills of exchange within the Genoese triangle made the decline of Lyons as the central money market irreversible. Although Antwerp was one of the three corners of the Genoese triangle, its vitality as a central commodity and money market had been sapped much earlier. The crowding out of the Germans and the increasing exclusiveness of the Genoese-Iberian connection alienated the English who, in the late 1560s, returned home under Thomas Gresham's leadership to convince Elizabeth I of the importance of making England independent of foreigners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;not just in trade but in finance as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The consolidation of the system of the Piacenza fairs thus marked the end of the system of cooperating "nations" which had governed the capitalist engine of the European world-economy in the first half of the sixteenth century. The Genoese had won the day, but this early victory in the battle for supremacy in high finance was only the prelude to a much longer struggle. This was the war of Dutch independence, in which the Genoese let their Spanish partners do the actual fighting, while they profited behind the scenes by transforming silver delivered in Seville into gold and other "good money" delivered in Antwerp near the theatre of operations. Without this war there probably would have been no "age of the Genoese." But it was this same war that eventually dislodged the Genoese from the commanding heights of the capitalist world-economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Giovanni Arrighi, &lt;i&gt;The Long Twentieth Century&lt;/i&gt; (Verso, 1994/2010), p.133-5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3144702970048961520?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3144702970048961520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3144702970048961520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3144702970048961520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3144702970048961520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-comment-5-or-europa.html' title='No comment #5, or: Europa'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UAV6Jn8jvvY/TxNgdgK-BcI/AAAAAAAAFLA/KHGD9zXIgcg/s72-c/vlcsnap-00487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3064786844938452566</id><published>2012-01-08T02:32:00.007Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:29:15.056Z</updated><title type='text'>'10, '11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bF-53Tvs9_M/TwYlp3x_ANI/AAAAAAAAFIY/hW9ql9QSx_Q/s800/Unter.dir.die.Stadt%25255B%252528002299%25252922-57-48%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3lNxdhp6Cow/TwYlqxKlStI/AAAAAAAAFIc/Aepxm9LS3XQ/s800/Unter.dir.die.Stadt%25255B%252528002490%25252922-57-56%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;A few words: late notes on 2010 &lt;a href="http://vinylisheavy.blogspot.com/2011/12/bang-bang-matthew-flanagan.html"&gt;at Ryland's&lt;/a&gt; and a pairing for the year just gone at &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/notebooks-4th-writers-poll-fantasy-double-features-of-2011#flanagan"&gt;Mubi's Notebook&lt;/a&gt;. Haven't seen many films from 2011 yet, but very good so far: Gina's &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://trainfilm.tumblr.com/#392881286"&gt;Traveling Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, Christoph Hochhäusler's &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;Unter dir die Stadt&lt;/i&gt; (a film of finance-capital that reminds me, above all, of &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;La notte&lt;/i&gt;) and, reliably, Petzold's third of &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;Dreileben&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;Etwas Besseres als den Tod&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3064786844938452566?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3064786844938452566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3064786844938452566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3064786844938452566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3064786844938452566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-11.html' title='&apos;10, &apos;11'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bF-53Tvs9_M/TwYlp3x_ANI/AAAAAAAAFIY/hW9ql9QSx_Q/s72-c/Unter.dir.die.Stadt%25255B%252528002299%25252922-57-48%25255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-7027627412452611209</id><published>2011-12-31T01:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:55:07.597Z</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AIQxpZ2kdEA/TvuulWTvooI/AAAAAAAAFGE/jCQcqHU3Lcs/s800/vlcsnap-00203.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--Y_5A1FNl3Y/Tvut_ko3E9I/AAAAAAAAFGA/TVhSlX05XAs/s800/vlcsnap-00223.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3TqoBvmOZNc/TvuttMX6VDI/AAAAAAAAFF8/j3FlLk57S8E/s800/vlcsnap-00214.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Qu'ils reposent en révolte (des figures de guerres I)&lt;/i&gt; - Sylvain George, 2007-10, DV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;One 22-year-old, fleeing open-ended military service in Eritrea, drew a glowing metal rod from the embers and dragged it slowly across his fingertips, searing off his fingerprints. “It doesn’t hurt,” he said, displaying hands yellow with scar tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/29/world/europe/29calais.html?pagewanted=all"&gt;NYT, 29.04.2008&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://calaismigrantsolidarity.wordpress.com/this-border-kills-our-dossier-of-violence/"&gt;Also&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-7027627412452611209?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/7027627412452611209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=7027627412452611209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7027627412452611209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7027627412452611209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/12/history-lessons-10.html' title='History Lesson(s) #10'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AIQxpZ2kdEA/TvuulWTvooI/AAAAAAAAFGE/jCQcqHU3Lcs/s72-c/vlcsnap-00203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6721521508078948767</id><published>2011-12-31T01:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:41:30.127Z</updated><title type='text'>At sea #8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aCr2-09m5fw/Tv3zY5RdjtI/AAAAAAAAFGw/JeFABqwErx8/s800/vlcsnap-00120.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V4BHM5pfrMg/Tv3v6R9EsCI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/TOhlSadd01A/s800/vlcsnap-00131.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hThT0IzsKFU/Tv3wNIAWDqI/AAAAAAAAFGY/hqP4UzSfXws/s800/vlcsnap-00143.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gF7HuCKHDlA/Tv3wsUyRN8I/AAAAAAAAFGo/Mc_-WJOVN1o/s800/vlcsnap-00182.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7z9pPBl6Yn0/Tv3wUhpq-XI/AAAAAAAAFGc/hNpg8n5SqyE/s800/vlcsnap-00149.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rLy0SJFRUwk/Tv3w17gw_KI/AAAAAAAAFGs/OCi5JO4lCP4/s800/vlcsnap-00190.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fIp6Awiujs4/Tv5ffrsvCFI/AAAAAAAAFHU/MXms5q4H9kg/s800/vlcsnap-00166.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MAygd3kvHB4/Tv4GUahQ5LI/AAAAAAAAFHA/Pn5m8Te4Was/s800/VTS_01_1%25255B%252528025733%25252917-26-37%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-BisntkNhEQY/Tv307JHVUcI/AAAAAAAAFG0/2idBjB9LvEo/s800/VTS_01_1%25255B%252528026224%25252917-25-46%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jBijRrLBNDM/Tv31DliOkyI/AAAAAAAAFG4/qcOuA6YjHlA/s800/VTS_01_1%25255B%252528026336%25252917-25-50%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OhljkjuZbYo/Tv31I0uSI0I/AAAAAAAAFG8/BcHjc3_gJTw/s800/VTS_01_1%25255B%252528026464%25252917-25-55%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Qu'ils reposent en révolte (des figures de guerres I)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Sylvain George, 2007-10, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-6721521508078948767?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/6721521508078948767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=6721521508078948767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8326560262380218402</id><published>2011-12-30T01:09:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:16:38.997Z</updated><title type='text'>Illuminations #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2omOVfvBU3E/Tv0MbowjqNI/AAAAAAAAFGM/pZccjixu9Qw/s800/vlcsnap-00330.png.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Sangue&lt;/i&gt; - Pedro Costa, 1989, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8326560262380218402?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8326560262380218402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8326560262380218402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8326560262380218402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8326560262380218402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/12/illuminations-9.html' title='Illuminations #9'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2omOVfvBU3E/Tv0MbowjqNI/AAAAAAAAFGM/pZccjixu9Qw/s72-c/vlcsnap-00330.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-766979857181363263</id><published>2011-11-30T21:09:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:26:00.430Z</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gfg-mwkvuRc/TtVUiD3siQI/AAAAAAAAFE8/2q1UBYL1Fb4/s800/X24386_red_lg.jpg" width="508" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pME77ioUQ80/Ttaa2CD6p-I/AAAAAAAAFFU/OnWvHVpG1sI/s800/X24386_yellow_lg.jpg" width="508" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-D4YYY-AbES4/TtaatrjiM7I/AAAAAAAAFFI/2kUIgGneod0/s800/X24386_blue_lg.jpg" width="508" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pure Red / Yellow / Blue Colour &lt;/i&gt;- Aleksandr Rodchenko, 1921, oil on canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I reduced painting to its logical conclusion and exhibited three canvases: red, blue, and yellow. I affirmed: this is the end of painting. These are the primary colours. Every plane is a discrete plane and there will be no more representation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Aleksandr Rodchenko, 1939, cited in "The Primary Colors for the Second Time: A Paradigm Repetition of the Neo-Avant-Garde", Benjamin H. D. Buchloh, &lt;i&gt;October&lt;/i&gt; 37, 1986, p.44.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-766979857181363263?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/766979857181363263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=766979857181363263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/766979857181363263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/766979857181363263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/11/history-lessons-9.html' title='History Lesson(s) #9'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gfg-mwkvuRc/TtVUiD3siQI/AAAAAAAAFE8/2q1UBYL1Fb4/s72-c/X24386_red_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-224580561290300338</id><published>2011-11-23T18:06:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T18:19:33.967Z</updated><title type='text'>At sea #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-BQq7DqsKUlo/Ts02QOMNbAI/AAAAAAAAFEg/ZeFz7rzSSWs/s800/1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-t9-oMfqzd7s/Ts02POIS7dI/AAAAAAAAFEc/EiRT5HzviZc/s800/2.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7SNxqS9D2rA/Ts02N6dZ2JI/AAAAAAAAFEY/_GC8tfejLs4/s800/3.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;From the South Jetty, Clatsop County, Oregon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Robert Adams, 1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-224580561290300338?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/224580561290300338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=224580561290300338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/224580561290300338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/224580561290300338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/11/at-sea-7.html' title='At sea #7'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-BQq7DqsKUlo/Ts02QOMNbAI/AAAAAAAAFEg/ZeFz7rzSSWs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3695684153397883529</id><published>2011-11-14T01:54:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T01:59:04.957Z</updated><title type='text'>At sea #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-U1M_mGN4xu8/TsBtTw7GChI/AAAAAAAAFEA/cq_YjTc9xio/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-06-00h23m05s207.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;A little late posting this, but: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Mubi's tribute to Raúl Ruiz, compiled by David Phelps: &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/raul-ruiz-memories-60s-70s"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/raul-ruiz-80s"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/cosmic-leveling-raul-ruizs-brise-glace"&gt;III&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/raul-ruiz-90s"&gt;IV (inc. my brief contribution)&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/raul-ruiz-00s"&gt;V&lt;/a&gt;. Also late: the beautifully designed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elumiere.net/lumiere_num4.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lumière&lt;/i&gt; IV&lt;/a&gt;, and a video interview with Nathaniel Dorsky: &lt;a href="http://www.elumiere.net/video/entrevista_dorsky_01.php"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.elumiere.net/video/entrevista_dorsky_02.php"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.elumiere.net/video/entrevista_dorsky_03.php"&gt;III&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;More recently: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://sakerna.se/jeff/files/KinkleToscano-FilmingCrisis-FQ2011.pdf"&gt;Filming the Crisis: A Survey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/politics-and-aesthetics-in-the-straubs-films" style="font-style: italic; font-size: small; "&gt;Politics and Aesthetics in the Straubs' Films&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewhitereview.org/features/nude-in-your-hot-tub-facing-the-abyss-a-literary-manifesto-after-the-end-of-literature-and-manifestos/"&gt;Nude in your hot tub, facing the abyss&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://thenewinquiry.com/post/12282793883/redefining-the-right-wing"&gt;Redefining the Right Wing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lareviewofbooks.org/post/12736956288/seize-the-ponies"&gt;Seize the Ponies&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://lareviewofbooks.org/post/12736994456/this-weekend-responses-from-six-larb-contributors"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;And Europa: as the unthinkable continues to unravel, a flashback &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/v14/n19/wynne-godley/maastricht-and-all-that" style="font-size: small; "&gt;the prospects were always grave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3695684153397883529?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3695684153397883529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3695684153397883529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3695684153397883529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3695684153397883529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/11/at-sea-6.html' title='At sea #6'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-U1M_mGN4xu8/TsBtTw7GChI/AAAAAAAAFEA/cq_YjTc9xio/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-10-06-00h23m05s207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-5342760628889097827</id><published>2011-11-14T01:47:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T01:53:19.566Z</updated><title type='text'>At sea #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZnmkYZ4nd_E/TsBBDXy0ovI/AAAAAAAAFC0/MC6YOAB4XYY/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m15s105.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0lGeNqPsF6U/Tr5mgaHeQrI/AAAAAAAAFCI/qOQOgf9iHrw/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m16s114.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MuU1_vBUtVM/Tr5ms5aMwsI/AAAAAAAAFCM/em_NcrRg8bQ/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m16s122.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6WwyGFBMyXU/Tr5tP0tlluI/AAAAAAAAFCc/Jl0eluMtklo/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m18s136.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5J0BfdiLuGo/Tr5t5QWAHGI/AAAAAAAAFCg/c2XftUegFRI/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m18s142.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Zwpa7UT4eow/TrBYp7WAUFI/AAAAAAAAFBg/c7_gBTI8O-s/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m19s149.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TweHMH49jK4/TrBZKKmzGbI/AAAAAAAAFBk/16e-Pf6ngz4/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m20s155.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kdCwPotZrzA/Tr5u0u7OJXI/AAAAAAAAFCk/vNSsGPKGoyM/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m21s164.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img 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src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rWeJ_suIMuY/TsBeXru7x0I/AAAAAAAAFDg/sWxU2ey3Gks/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m28s239.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5p2OAxoUoEE/TsBjA1EqETI/AAAAAAAAFDw/XVRfWjg6tdE/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m31s16.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PKL56WNFNU0/TsBjkOQ0UPI/AAAAAAAAFD0/nwn80auYUwE/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m33s29.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JggXliJWtyQ/TsBj7ZLq-yI/AAAAAAAAFD4/xPIxvjkuZrE/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m34s45.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-d8WfWvrErdk/TsBlJ8cxo7I/AAAAAAAAFD8/RYCE57_hHOA/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m35s53.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three Crowns of the Sailor&lt;/i&gt; - Raúl Ruiz, 1983, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-5342760628889097827?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/5342760628889097827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=5342760628889097827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5342760628889097827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5342760628889097827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/11/at-sea-5.html' title='At sea #5'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZnmkYZ4nd_E/TsBBDXy0ovI/AAAAAAAAFC0/MC6YOAB4XYY/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-10-09-01h59m15s105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-5350857906932203314</id><published>2011-10-31T22:01:00.010Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:09:54.748Z</updated><title type='text'>At sea #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ld2P3TqfNM8/Tq3y1keRURI/AAAAAAAAFBU/mtA7Nm9JiaQ/s800/21.10.11%252520130.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;It is about a hundred years since the Demeter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt; a Russian schooner, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;arrived in Whitby harbour. Its fifty 'great wooden boxes of earth' were assigned to Mr. Samuel Billington, a Whitby solicitor, who had them sent on to Purfleet by train. &lt;i&gt;Dracula&lt;/i&gt; was published in 1897. The bench in St. Mary's churchyard is first mentioned in Chapter IV, which ends with the first sighting of the Demeter. The ship is driven into the harbour during a terrible storm, deserted but for the captain's corpse lashed to the helm and a huge dog which leaps ashore and disappears. The boxes are its only cargo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;narration from Patrick Keiller's &lt;i&gt;Robinson in Space&lt;/i&gt; (1997) / annotation from the accompanying book (Reaktion, 1999), p.171. Image: Whitby harbour, earlier this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-5350857906932203314?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/5350857906932203314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=5350857906932203314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5350857906932203314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5350857906932203314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/10/at-sea-4.html' title='At sea #4'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ld2P3TqfNM8/Tq3y1keRURI/AAAAAAAAFBU/mtA7Nm9JiaQ/s72-c/21.10.11%252520130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-5214759350790201004</id><published>2011-10-13T01:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T01:26:03.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Illuminations #8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-R_gHOTPd_S0/TpYu2EBxQCI/AAAAAAAAFA4/3VX8fbOyEc0/s800/vlcsnap-2011-10-12-18h30m43s134.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;At Sea&lt;/i&gt; - Peter Hutton, 2007, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-5214759350790201004?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/5214759350790201004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=5214759350790201004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5214759350790201004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5214759350790201004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/10/illuminations-8.html' title='Illuminations #8'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-R_gHOTPd_S0/TpYu2EBxQCI/AAAAAAAAFA4/3VX8fbOyEc0/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-10-12-18h30m43s134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3781419747867017446</id><published>2011-09-30T23:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:16:00.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>At sea #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2cCxcIx-OIY/ToY62WJC2eI/AAAAAAAAFAc/7hQv9G3ZqAg/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-23h06m03s64.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HYgWdVXxUhs/ToY7psX5dZI/AAAAAAAAFAk/Kh1VM7i9A4w/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-23h08m39s94.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jQQBAvQvCrE/ToZAOI7nzmI/AAAAAAAAFAs/RBvbVeThVtI/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-30-23h13m21s18.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eXvr_TimUqM/ToY6S-C4XiI/AAAAAAAAFAU/luaw_6-9Wro/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h58m12s225.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cHJXIQEqNc8/ToY50lWU_dI/AAAAAAAAFAQ/8ZvOLk0_iAc/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-17-15h04m29s215.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The crisis deepens. Ships are again laid up by the hundreds, manned by skeleton crews, or sent to the scrapyards of Bangladesh before their time. Ten percent of the world's fleet is idle. Shipyards are again in trouble as orders for new ships dry up. Riding high in the water, they carry only empties, with nowhere to go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9ojhwaYazmA/ToY4nnpPF2I/AAAAAAAAFAM/zhMePT6CkHc/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h56m20s126.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A ship is not an isolated thing, but a unit in a makeshift ensemble. Behind it all is backbreaking toil, and dockworkers' casual physical feats. The link between the ship, dock and city streets is seen in the Hong Kong street porters of the 1960s photographed by Ed van der Elsken, which show the physical definition of work: moving a mass, over a distance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-v_SROOFqzGg/TnS73p4MFmI/AAAAAAAAE7w/eG1jn_pPJbM/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h58m15s248.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-S6Ufs0qxZCU/TnS76Nl_cKI/AAAAAAAAE74/8lSqOv2fDZ4/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h58m21s54.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sVwYeAJNjI0/TnS77vw5uwI/AAAAAAAAE78/4Ap_GxWB2TA/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h58m24s90.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AB91ii5rl7k/TnS74ymnwYI/AAAAAAAAE70/BTCCX4yZD5w/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h58m17s13.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-l1f7WE8i1MI/TnS78zNWljI/AAAAAAAAE8A/_Yl12Ibsme0/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h58m28s128.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SaFhzv6j0Gk/TnS79woFRbI/AAAAAAAAE8E/NkM8ePtBQUg/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h58m32s163.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Forgotten Space&lt;/i&gt; - Allan Sekula &amp;amp; Noël Burch, 2010, super 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3781419747867017446?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3781419747867017446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3781419747867017446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3781419747867017446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3781419747867017446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-sea-3.html' title='At sea #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2cCxcIx-OIY/ToY62WJC2eI/AAAAAAAAFAc/7hQv9G3ZqAg/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-23h06m03s64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-4488965305021617609</id><published>2011-09-29T23:51:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:25:19.134+01:00</updated><title type='text'>At sea #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Hl-Lanuq-sw/ToT8x9TZZfI/AAAAAAAAE_0/VaNyS_cqXAg/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h25m28s37.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ztifQtAQQWE/ToT-cOvpBoI/AAAAAAAAE_8/i0NMBpIN-1E/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h00m48s84.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-f6QH5T6uD5M/ToT_rQPRzUI/AAAAAAAAFAI/kZJADRtr4EI/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h28m03s52.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1qMXNcODOnk/ToT-yF3K3dI/AAAAAAAAFAE/od0KhF61g40/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h00m24s105.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i06DyrgXFQU/ToT-l11mFWI/AAAAAAAAFAA/Yw-7gAUuvwo/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h00m57s174.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Forgotten Space&lt;/i&gt; - Allan Sekula &amp;amp; Noël Burch, 2010, super 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;We wanted to make an openly Marxist film, to really redeem, in the discourse of film, that critical way of looking at the world. The crash has put basic analyses of the crisis tendencies of capitalism back on the table in a way that they weren't previously, so it's strange that there are films that seem to have fallen into the crime genre in order to explain what has happened. I'm thinking of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmquarterly.org/2010/12/london-notebook-disaster-movies/"&gt;Inside Job&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, which takes the form of a kind of detective novel, presenting a rogue's gallery of criminal financiers. But at the same time it's a film that suggests, perhaps incorrectly, that there was a golden age of Keynesianism, as if a kind of Keynesian utopia has been destroyed by neoconservatives, none of which helps us understand the cycles of capitalism, or the intractability of the problem of crisis.  So much as we might now want to see more Keynesian policies pursued, there's also a need to understand these things in a deeper way than the culture of the popular documentary film allows, even though it has opened itself up in a good way to current political problems. We felt the need to make a tougher film. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;A problem with documentary is that there's this extraordinary need for embodiment, for telling the story. Our producers would ask us from time to time, in a nervous way: what are all the little stories that you want to tell? And while it's true that we have all these stories of individuals who work at different sites along the supply chain — or are excluded by it, caught in the interstices, jettisoned by society — my response was that what we're struggling with here is the big story. And no-one thinks they can tell the big story anymore. Everyone's given up. They're feeling hopeless, and of course I see that — I teach in an art school, so I know how difficult it can be for younger people to feel like they have the ability to tell this story. Perhaps it's similar, in a way, to the recent turn in economics away from macro- to microeconomics: tending your little garden while the whole earth is trembling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Allan Sekula, May 2011, &lt;a href="http://cartographiesoftheabsolute.wordpress.com/2011/08/03/the-aesthetics-of-abstractness-and-concreteness-harveybuchlohsekula/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-4488965305021617609?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/4488965305021617609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=4488965305021617609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4488965305021617609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4488965305021617609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-sea-2.html' title='At sea #2'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Hl-Lanuq-sw/ToT8x9TZZfI/AAAAAAAAE_0/VaNyS_cqXAg/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h25m28s37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8118402338085129077</id><published>2011-09-29T21:31:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T22:22:59.851Z</updated><title type='text'>At sea #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wVyqmn549Iw/ToTmX5ZTfKI/AAAAAAAAE_E/TY96gNOSPwM/s800/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h00m52s129.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Silver and copper chariots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Steel and silver ship's bows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Hammer the foam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heave up stumps of brambles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The currents of the heath,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the huge ruts of the ebb tide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Swirl toward the east,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Toward the pillars of the forest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toward the timbers of the pier,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whose angle is struck by whirlpools of light.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Arthur Rimbaud, &lt;i&gt;Seascape&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carcanet.co.uk/cgi-bin/indexer?product=9781847771414"&gt;Illuminations&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;trans. John Ashbery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt; (Carcanet, 2011), p. 109.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8118402338085129077?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8118402338085129077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8118402338085129077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8118402338085129077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8118402338085129077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-sea-1.html' title='At sea #1'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wVyqmn549Iw/ToTmX5ZTfKI/AAAAAAAAE_E/TY96gNOSPwM/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-09-15-22h00m52s129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8939453864011492300</id><published>2011-09-27T23:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:10:35.152Z</updated><title type='text'>Des animaux #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uxfVAsor5hw/TnXgNsPLuFI/AAAAAAAAE8o/olVWKrmyrCg/s800/vlcsnap-00098.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Douro, Faina Fluvial &lt;/i&gt;- Manoel de Oliveira, 1931, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8939453864011492300?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8939453864011492300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8939453864011492300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8939453864011492300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8939453864011492300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/09/des-animaux-7.html' title='Des animaux #7'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uxfVAsor5hw/TnXgNsPLuFI/AAAAAAAAE8o/olVWKrmyrCg/s72-c/vlcsnap-00098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-4473657099737458277</id><published>2011-09-19T13:28:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:15:33.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An aside, or: digressions on the photographic agony #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1lblXhJ7guQ/Tnc1MkNSZvI/AAAAAAAAE84/lyzubh7WEAA/s800/histoire%252528s%252529.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;We do not die twice. In this respect, a photograph does not have the power of film; it can only represent someone dying or a corpse, not the elusive passage from one state to the other. In the spring of 1949, you may have seen a haunting documentary about the anti-Communist crackdown in Shanghai in which Red 'spies' were executed with a revolver on the public square. At each screening, at the flick of a switch, these men came to life again and then the jerk of the same bullet jolted their necks. The film did not even leave out the gesture of the policeman who had to make two attempts with his jammed revolver, an intolerable sight not so much for its objective horror as for its ontological obscenity. Before cinema there was only the profanation of corpses and the desecration of tombs. Thanks to film, nowadays we can desecrate and show at will the only one of our possessions that is temporally inalienable: dead without a requiem, the eternal dead-again of the cinema!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--André Bazin, 'Death Every Afternoon', in &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=GOGYEfa-16MC&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;dq=Rites+of+Realism&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;src=bmrr&amp;amp;ei=QUV3TvqjCsms8gPAio3FDQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CCwQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;amp;q&amp;amp;f=false" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Rites of Realism&lt;/a&gt;, p.30-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-4473657099737458277?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/4473657099737458277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=4473657099737458277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4473657099737458277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4473657099737458277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/09/aside-or-digressions-on-photographic.html' title='An aside, or: digressions on the photographic agony #6'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1lblXhJ7guQ/Tnc1MkNSZvI/AAAAAAAAE84/lyzubh7WEAA/s72-c/histoire%252528s%252529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-1685564780597554843</id><published>2011-08-31T23:12:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:50:27.067+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the criminal #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_nLZlHlyZjc/Tl6euCd9yUI/AAAAAAAAE6c/aePrp_aJCs0/s800/vlcsnap-2011-08-31-21h49m18s131.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The time is too short / but never too long / to reach ahead / to project the image / which will in time / become a concrete dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Wire, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6Ytde6tmkQ"&gt;'Lowdown'&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Pink Flag&lt;/i&gt;, 1977.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--WBQmBeLMlE/Tl6jsWLNgbI/AAAAAAAAE6s/ytjs-0v51Fw/s800/vlcsnap-2011-08-31-21h57m30s189.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;In Vanda's Room&lt;/i&gt; - Pedro Costa, 2000, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;[On undramatic long-take art cinema today.]&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I think there's this petty fascination with what people call an image. Artists like what they’re doing as artists, or supposed artists, but you never see a bricklayer contemplating his stone for half an hour then saying: ‘oh yeah, maybe I’ll add another stone.’ That does not happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;A lot of people today, even filmmakers, have not seen what we called cinema, and are relatively unaware of its craft, its past. They don’t know it, and sometimes they despise it, saying: yeah, I don’t care, or I don’t have time to see that, times have changed, this is not the same world. But the work we’re doing, I feel, belongs to a certain reality and a world of work that has a past, and I can't escape it. And I think the only way to move forward is by not escaping it and instead confronting certain things. Not refusing Chaplin’s films is a way of moving forward, not dismissing them as bullshit, because they're about details, the way people move, where you place the camera (the height, the sound), etc. They're not about ideas, those everything-goes ideas that produce all those long shots, the contemplation of some void: a mountain, a street corner that could be in Hong Kong, Paris, anywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;You should see Ozu, or John Ford: their shots are much longer. Three seconds in John Ford is three thousand years. Any young video artist has to work very hard if they want to tell their story in three seconds. When I was making &lt;i&gt;In Vanda's Room&lt;/i&gt;, I had a feeling — a normal feeling — that what I was seeing and what Vanda was doing was an attempt to tell fragments, particles, centimetres, inches, seconds of a very long moment. This moment could be ten minutes, an hour, and it took ten days, ten weeks. Because it’s like Proust, or Kafka: it takes a century to tell just one second. And that’s very hard work in film.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Pedro Costa, in conversation with Craig Keller and Andy Rector, 2008, &lt;i&gt;Finding the Criminal&lt;/i&gt;, 2010. &lt;a href="http://eurekavideo.co.uk/moc/catalogue/colossal-youth/"&gt;Available via.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eurekavideo.co.uk/moc/catalogue/colossal-youth/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-1685564780597554843?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/1685564780597554843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=1685564780597554843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1685564780597554843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1685564780597554843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/08/finding-criminal-3.html' title='Finding the criminal #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_nLZlHlyZjc/Tl6euCd9yUI/AAAAAAAAE6c/aePrp_aJCs0/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-08-31-21h49m18s131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-4637844596295194125</id><published>2011-08-31T23:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:47:20.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the criminal #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dP1QvhEqhR4/TlzhMIZjn3I/AAAAAAAAE50/LxeJu7t1CyA/s800/KMP-DVD%25255B%252528006680%25252901-10-49%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Juventude em Marcha&lt;/i&gt; - Pedro Costa, 2006, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;At the time, in the intelligentsia, people had been shaken by 1968. The delirium didn't last very long, about two years. During that time, we went pretty far with the idea that 'we won't be filmmakers', which was fine with us, as none of us was a born filmmaker, so we'd found a justification: we won't be filmmakers because there are much more important things to do! Which was to create a great Chinese-style cultural front with mass appeal, etc. But as soon as reality entered the picture, it fell apart. I'll only note that, without knowing whether it's to our honour or whether, on the contrary, it's a sign of absolute collective baseness, but we plunged politically &lt;i&gt;collectively&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;That enabled us not to belong to any group since we became our own group. We were quite naive, and took it to a point at which it almost became pathological, but we stopped in time. We didn't do anything base in relation to cinema. Which is to say that we never said anything good about, I don't know, an Elio Petri film, as all the leftists liked them. We always said good stuff about Straub and Godard and everyone told us off, because those films were considered indigestible by everyone, and they were indeed quite difficult films. We had absolute fidelity to our tastes in cinema, our &lt;i&gt;Cahiers&lt;/i&gt; tastes, even if reduced to a very Jansenist base. Godard, at the time, was also very naive, very Maoist. He was more active than us; he did lots of stuff and we followed him a bit. As for Straub, he was a very important filmmaker to us, and is still very important to me — even if, well, we're all twenty years older. Back then, we went on, following a little minuscule line that should have broken a hundred times, but didn't, which just goes to show that it was solid after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Serge Daney, on writing for &lt;i&gt;Cahiers du cinéma&lt;/i&gt; during its militant phase in the early 1970s, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/20091852"&gt;Itinéraire d'un ciné-fils&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 1992.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-4637844596295194125?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/4637844596295194125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=4637844596295194125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4637844596295194125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4637844596295194125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/08/finding-criminal-2.html' title='Finding the criminal #2'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dP1QvhEqhR4/TlzhMIZjn3I/AAAAAAAAE50/LxeJu7t1CyA/s72-c/KMP-DVD%25255B%252528006680%25252901-10-49%25255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8087475461234649002</id><published>2011-08-31T02:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T02:41:44.455+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the criminal #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZDvHHHM82vE/Tl2DYPXLzwI/AAAAAAAAE6M/3axjHQzXdss/s800/KMP-DVD%25255B%252528045615%25252922-31-20%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Conviction, then form. One has to be just in what is shown, what is portrayed. Our generation is weak, we lack conviction. Our films are weak: they have three hundred ideas rather than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--notebook fragments from a talk by Pedro Costa, Ciné lumière, London, April 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;We shall not speak of a realistic manner of writing only when, for example, we can smell, taste and feel everything, when there is 'atmosphere' and when plots are so contrived that they lead to psychological analysis of character. Our concept of realism must be wide and political, sovereign over all conventions. 'Realistic' means: discovering the causal complexes of society / unmasking the prevailing view of things as the view of those who are in power / writing from the standpoint of the class which offers the broadest solutions for the pressing difficulties in which human society is caught up / making possible the concrete, and making possible abstraction from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Bertolt Brecht, 'Against Georg Lukács', &lt;i&gt;Aesthetics &amp;amp; Politics&lt;/i&gt; (Verso, 1980), p. 82.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Our people are never characters: if a character is boring, it is because they want to be. Doing nothing is important, it's a discipline: hang out, get to know your characters, their lives. I already have Hollywood. I don't have the money, but I have everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--notebook fragments from a talk by Pedro Costa, Ciné lumière, London, April 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-l_4x-_1jEgA/Tl2CCuqQYYI/AAAAAAAAE6A/KC6sF5261W8/s800/KMP-DVD%25255B%252528040171%25252922-27-42%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CegPdqBdMbs/Tl2CMTxEj6I/AAAAAAAAE6I/iZB2oUECYgk/s800/KMP-DVD%25255B%252528043865%25252922-30-10%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;For &lt;i&gt;Colossal Youth&lt;/i&gt;, I was accompanied [to Cannes] by my Cape Verdean actors, laughing about dining with the rich folks. It was funny because I'd follow them, and they spent the days talking to the hotel cleaning ladies who were from Cape Verde. All cousins of Ventura, et al. The second he set foot in Cannes, someone called out: "Ventura! What are you doing here?" It was a cousin of his, who was sweeping the streets of Nice. There are loads of Cape Verdeans in Nice. Ventura said, "I'm in a film," and his cousin just replied, "oh right..." He wasn't bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Pedro Costa, &lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/watch/v7728347yZZaMftG"&gt;introducing a screening of &lt;i&gt;The Rabbit Hunters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;When Ventura goes to the museum and we show paintings by Rubens and Rembrandt and Van Dyck, he's at home there, and he should be. He built the museum; it's his floor, it's his ground, his walls, his stones. He's just lucky they hung a Rubens there. Those are the kinds of meetings between famous men that I like. Like that beautiful book by Walker Evans and James Agee, &lt;i&gt;Let Us Now Praise Famous Men&lt;/i&gt;. I mean Ventura, Rubens, Rembrandt, Vanda... It's a beautiful thing with film, if you can abolish class and status, it's very utopian. You can still accomplish some revolutions in film, but not in life I'm afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Pedro Costa, &lt;a href="http://www.artinamericamagazine.com/news-opinion/conversations/2010-03-25/pedro-costa-criterion-collection/"&gt;interviewed in &lt;i&gt;Art in America&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 25.03.2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CMnepyIJENE/Tl2EL9rZNPI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/YiExGUBXEZ0/s800/KMP-DVD%25255B%252528049385%25252922-33-51%25255D.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Juventude em Marcha&lt;/i&gt; - Pedro Costa, 2006, DV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8087475461234649002?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8087475461234649002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8087475461234649002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8087475461234649002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8087475461234649002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/08/finding-criminal-1.html' title='Finding the criminal #1'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZDvHHHM82vE/Tl2DYPXLzwI/AAAAAAAAE6M/3axjHQzXdss/s72-c/KMP-DVD%25255B%252528045615%25252922-31-20%25255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-1110080690049735009</id><published>2011-08-18T00:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T00:44:05.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NdvE3UaECjQ/Tj6zcdJNzII/AAAAAAAAEzQ/ub4YotJFvAk/s800/vlcsnap-01167.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Le Pont du Nord&lt;/i&gt; - Jacques Rivette, 1981, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-1110080690049735009?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/1110080690049735009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=1110080690049735009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1110080690049735009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1110080690049735009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/08/history-lessons-8.html' title='History Lesson(s) #8'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NdvE3UaECjQ/Tj6zcdJNzII/AAAAAAAAEzQ/ub4YotJFvAk/s72-c/vlcsnap-01167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-4201887778239258756</id><published>2011-08-18T00:35:00.022+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:21:07.649Z</updated><title type='text'>Realism(s) #16, or: notes on mechanical reproduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rIENq_F6En8/TkxNVvqN_4I/AAAAAAAAE3Q/AFGh0Y9uUts/s800/vlcsnap-01308.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The screen actor is conscious, all the while he is before the camera, that in the final analysis he is dealing with the audience: the audience of consumers who constitute the market.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Walter Benjamin, 'The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction', from &lt;i&gt;One-way Street and Other Writings&lt;/i&gt;, trans. J.A. Underwood (Penguin, 2009), p. 244.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Advertising has created, especially amongst young people, the idea that there’s a sphere, a realm of images, that's always a question of technique, of creativity (what a horrible word), of invention, of money, and people who pay for that. It’s a worthy conception — in fact, it exists throughout the history of the West: there are images that are sold, sold into prostitution, and there are some sublime ones. Only there’s not only that in cinema, painting or the other arts, there's also been something else: there are filmmakers who make images that don’t sell anything. For instance, a film by Rivette, maybe not the last one, but let’s say the films of his that no-one has seen... Rivette's a guy who lives outside of consumerism, as a sort of peripheral saint; a guy who observes, with an intense curiosity, the life of his contemporaries. He’s not angry at all, he’s a pure cinéphile, like what I said at the beginning: &lt;i&gt;'we’ll never be part of...' &lt;/i&gt;He's the purest example. When you see &lt;i&gt;Le Pont du Nord&lt;/i&gt;, to take one of his most beautiful films, there isn’t a single shot in the film that could sell anything: one that could sell the actress who plays in it, the quality of the sun, nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Serge Daney, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/19857850"&gt;Itinéraire d'un ciné-fils&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 1992. &lt;a href="http://kinoslang.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-wanna-start-something-did-you-ever.html"&gt;[h/t]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;We could use this as a way to define political cinema: totally avoiding what keeps capitalism alive, such as inflation. If, at the aesthetic level, you practice the same inflation which fuels capitalist society as well as the world we live in, then there's no point; you're just grist for the mill. Elio Vittorini said this in &lt;i&gt;Les Lettres françaises&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; of June 27, 1947: 'This is how I first became politically aware, looking at the spectacle of the society I lived in. This gigantic lie, I knew it well enough. They were all talking about some pre-Fascistic morality &lt;/span&gt;— &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;the very morality from which Fascism itself had sprung. They were all leading back to Fascism — or, at best, to moral stagnation and sterility. They were trying to heal the wounds, again and again. They never attacked the disease itself.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Jean-Marie Straub, in conversation with François Albera &amp;amp; Danièle Huillet, &lt;i&gt;Sickle and Hammer, Cannons, Cannons, Dynamite!&lt;/i&gt;, 2001, published in the 2004 Viennale &amp;amp; Filmmuseum retrospective catalogue, p.42.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The corruption and collapse of the rule of law, in the financial sphere, is basically irreparable. It’s not just that restoring trust takes a long time. It’s that under the new technological order in this field, it cannot be done. The technologies are designed to sow and foster distrust and that is the consequence of using them. The recent experience proves this, it seems to me. And therefore there can be no return to the way things were before. In other words, we are at the end of the illusion of a marketplace in the financial sphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--James K. Galbraith, from a keynote lecture on post-Keynesian economics, 13.05.2011, &lt;a href="http://www.nakedcapitalism.com/2011/08/james-galbraith-on-fraud-and-how-bad-economic-thinking-got-us-in-this-mess.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;People in commercials are to cinema history what religious trinkets were to sacred art: a terminal stage before the renunciation of the image, or its effective replacement by automatons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--Serge Daney, 'From Projector to Parade' (1989), &lt;i&gt;Film Comment&lt;/i&gt; 38.4, 2002, p.39.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The lengthy discussions between well-dressed businessmen on the stock market floor include a great number of characters, between five and twenty, all arguing and gesticulating like puppets. It’s an early attempt at working on a crowd or group scene, a domain in which Griffith will excel until his final film (whereas the cinema, in 1909, was generally content with two or three actors in front of the camera). Except that, here, there is absolute commotion, with the actors entirely focused on themselves (among them, many names will become famous), without any explicit development or correspondence with regards to a particular idea. We can also read these manual frenzies as a way of looking down upon the conformity in the commotion of all these white-collared workers who hate each other, eat, drink gluttonously, and do nothing — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;in contrast to the proletarians, who no longer have anything to put in their mouths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--Luc Moullet on D.W. Griffith's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;A Corner in Wheat &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;(1913), from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lolajournal.com/1/griffith.html" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;'Ah Yes! Griffith was a Marxist!'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;LOLA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lolajournal.com/1/index.html" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;#1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;, trans. Ted Fendt.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Film's response to the shrivelling of aura is an artificial inflation of 'personality' outside the studio. The cult of stardom promoted by film capital preserves the personal magic that for years has lain solely in the rancid magic of its commodity character. When film capital sets the tone, no other revolutionary service can be ascribed to present-day films in general than that of furthering a revolutionary critique of traditional notions of art. in contrast to the proletarians, who no longer have anything to put in their mouths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Walter Benjamin, 'The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction', from &lt;i&gt;One-way Street and Other Writings&lt;/i&gt;, trans. J.A. Underwood (Penguin, 2009), p. 245.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fSrGfNF79Vc/Tkw34tuD3VI/AAAAAAAAE2k/ltn_eAiXKss/s800/vlcsnap-01278.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Le Pont du Nord&lt;/i&gt; - Jacques Rivette, 1981, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In other news: an astonishing fortnight, at its most intense when &lt;a href="http://www.zerohedge.com/news/charting-historic-5-day-market-slide"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/blog/2011/aug/08/london-riots-third-night-live"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; were unfolding at precisely the same time — both outbursts of an expected, yet still unprecedented, systemic turmoil. Two links, in that spirit: &lt;a href="http://www.metamute.org/en/news_and_analysis/an_open_letter_to_those_who_condemn_looting_in_two_parts"&gt;Evan Calder Williams&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://treasureislands.org/its-almost-official-the-banks-have-been-looting/"&gt;Nick Shaxson&lt;/a&gt; on looting. And on riots: two &lt;a href="http://www.versobooks.com/blogs/660"&gt;excellent&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/aug/16/evict-rioters-families?"&gt;pieces&lt;/a&gt; by Owen Hatherley; &lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/blog/2011/08/09/james-meek/in-broadway-market/"&gt;James Meek&lt;/a&gt; in Hackney; &lt;a href="http://itself.wordpress.com/2011/08/10/hatred-of-the-poor-is-the-true-cause-of-the-uk-riots/"&gt;Anthony Paul Smith&lt;/a&gt; — 'of course firebombing a local pub is an idiotic thing to do, but so is maintaining the status quo.' Full solidarity with all those facing the revenge of a flailing, &lt;a href="http://leninology.blogspot.com/2011/08/sadistic-state.html"&gt;sadistic&lt;/a&gt; neoliberal state — the current wave of sentences, &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2011/aug/16/facebook-riot-calls-men-jailed"&gt;like these&lt;/a&gt;, has left me speechless. As might &lt;a href="http://piercepenniless.wordpress.com/2011/08/17/aftermath-the-new-normal/"&gt;where we're going&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fks7wQiuV_0/Tkwkbj0rtmI/AAAAAAAAE1w/pL44ncbeJR8/s800/6022844965_fe03692587_z.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Hackney, 08.08.11, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/darrencullen/6022844965/in/pool-1757541@N23/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-4201887778239258756?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/4201887778239258756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=4201887778239258756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4201887778239258756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4201887778239258756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/08/realisms-16-or-notes-on-mechanical.html' title='Realism(s) #16, or: notes on mechanical reproduction'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rIENq_F6En8/TkxNVvqN_4I/AAAAAAAAE3Q/AFGh0Y9uUts/s72-c/vlcsnap-01308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-1787463255381155774</id><published>2011-07-31T23:19:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:14:22.011Z</updated><title type='text'>Illuminations #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HWfaq3pt86Q/TjXUsxF9nOI/AAAAAAAAEyE/cgCrjZinFJQ/s800/Dorsky_Return1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Just noticed: a new film by Nathaniel Dorsky, &lt;a href="http://collectedonlinesongsaboutnathanieldorsky.posterous.com/the-return-to-premiere-this-autumn-2011"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Return&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And prose: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://jonjost.wordpress.com/2011/07/31/letters-from-nathaniel-3/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Letters from Nathaniel&lt;/i&gt; III&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;with thanks to Jon Jost (previously: &lt;a href="http://jonjost.wordpress.com/2011/06/05/letters-from-nathaniel-1/"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jonjost.wordpress.com/2011/06/12/letters-from-nathaniel-2-2/"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-1787463255381155774?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/1787463255381155774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=1787463255381155774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1787463255381155774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1787463255381155774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/07/illuminations-7.html' title='Illuminations #7'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HWfaq3pt86Q/TjXUsxF9nOI/AAAAAAAAEyE/cgCrjZinFJQ/s72-c/Dorsky_Return1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-2367441561806193552</id><published>2011-07-31T03:39:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:44:52.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Digressions on the photographic agony #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jFXTlKNsqz4/TjQ6vbkzQCI/AAAAAAAAEuw/d3qNCsh4a4s/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-21-21h15m35s100.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_RtalmaTIig/TjSnzqRxVCI/AAAAAAAAEv8/paVvspTpPII/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-21-21h01m10s148.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zm3Mx-ao3k8/TjSnrkrIZOI/AAAAAAAAEv4/TxVOIEqv0_E/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-21-21h25m16s21.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;London&lt;/i&gt; - Patrick Keiller, 1994, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Mo_YNyfkJgk/TjSqSEBPhXI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/EHor8dMR_UQ/s800/vlcsnap-01066.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Robinson once said that he believed that if he looked at the landscape hard enough, it would reveal to him the molecular basis of historical events, and in this way he hoped to see into the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, narration by Patrick Keiller, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XbzqdjJwdYA/TjSs5Mqc7FI/AAAAAAAAEwg/eiCxQgCi4GQ/s800/vlcsnap-01000.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uGt1-HXKJto/TjSlvv1fFII/AAAAAAAAEvo/v_j-msiI-po/s800/vlcsnap-01100.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-e4FRRIt4Rt8/TjSz3l-nEvI/AAAAAAAAEw4/jJ6JNEaIJSQ/s800/vlcsnap-01017.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins &lt;/i&gt;- Patrick Keiller, 2010, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Uc-hOJ9xkOw/TjRApSRsIrI/AAAAAAAAEvE/Hu6uBcPYoK4/s800/vlcsnap-00500.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I think the first long takes were probably rape fields; after Brize Norton there are those two shots of oil seed rape. What struck me is that they looked like a crowd of people, and they looked as if they were saying ‘no!’ There seemed to be something going on in this field, a combination of these interestingly structured plants, with the stalks moving in a very strange way, and the fact that when you get closer you see them slightly differently. I was very taken with this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;it’s not so much a question of whether one wants to make a long take, it’s a question of whether you can bear to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Patrick Keiller, from the unedited transcript for &lt;a href="http://www.newstatesman.com/blogs/cultural-capital/2010/11/robinson-film-landscape-idea"&gt;this interview&lt;/a&gt; with Daniel Trilling, unpublished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-59D9KTTW10A/TjFxlgTy47I/AAAAAAAAEpY/9P2DvuMGAGU/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-19-12h40m08s9.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j6u4yv7WE9I/TjQAKZpi7-I/AAAAAAAAErw/OPeuaJkiNvA/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-19-12h40m49s169.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-w6E9EpvQsAU/TjFyBuUg83I/AAAAAAAAEpc/rDTsxoQNcDg/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-19-12h46m32s10.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Space &lt;/i&gt;- Patrick Keiller, 1997, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;VI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-B7bb8NP4hjE/TiLRszev8AI/AAAAAAAAEm0/hIXj-uE_UR0/s800/vlcsnap-00486.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;As a cinematographer, Robinson was interested in opium. He often liked to quote Walter Benjamin: 'the true creative overcoming of religious illumination certainly does not lie in narcotics. It resides in a &lt;i&gt;profane illumination&lt;/i&gt;, a materialistic, anthropological inspiration...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, narration by Patrick Keiller, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;VII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2nVstlbiZdQ/TjQzReTT2yI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/in53pLd0v5Y/s800/vlcsnap-01135.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wvhiZSALxwY/TjQYxe7XlMI/AAAAAAAAEsg/WLSpWEReZ_k/s800/vlcsnap-00936.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FKHbBP7gLMw/TjQY0X2rNHI/AAAAAAAAEsk/VqBFB6hSJ8I/s800/vlcsnap-01050.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RTlpx6aXXik/TjQZqfwKvlI/AAAAAAAAEtA/Ql3mkxuxlfs/s800/vlcsnap-00847.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zEwJ6mUuaMM/TjQY2yWPsrI/AAAAAAAAEso/73QaqHa0IlU/s800/vlcsnap-01074.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GuaRCSpRELs/TjQY4ZYNeyI/AAAAAAAAEss/8bb-8iJNwXI/s800/vlcsnap-01092.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nhYb2qfk9BQ/TjQzUGOxXGI/AAAAAAAAEug/kN48MypsA2Q/s800/vlcsnap-01306.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;The Old Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Luc Godard &amp;amp; Anne-Marie Miéville, 1999, video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;VIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BH710A9c6xY/TjP1ta-DdSI/AAAAAAAAErg/bM7gY9bgq38/s800/vlcsnap-00542.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Film offers a kind of permanence to subjectivity. On a bad day, or in a bad light, even the architecture of Gaudi might lose its immediate appeal, but in a film one's transitory experience of some ordinary, everyday detail as breathtaking, euphoric or disturbing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; a doorway, perhaps, or the angle between a fragment of brickwork and a pavement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; can be registered on photographic emulsion and relived every time the material is viewed. On the other hand, when actual extra-ordinary architecture is depicted in films it's often easy to conclude that something is missing, as if the camera has nothing sufficiently revelatory to add, and nothing to improve on a visit to the actual building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Patrick Keiller, 'Architectural Cinematography', &lt;i&gt;This Is Not Architecture&lt;/i&gt; (Routledge, 2002), p. 43. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-2367441561806193552?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/2367441561806193552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=2367441561806193552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/2367441561806193552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/2367441561806193552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/07/digressions-on-photographic-agony-5.html' title='Digressions on the photographic agony #5'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jFXTlKNsqz4/TjQ6vbkzQCI/AAAAAAAAEuw/d3qNCsh4a4s/s72-c/vlcsnap-2010-11-21-21h15m35s100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3442870927235931100</id><published>2011-07-20T23:11:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:26:30.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realism(s) #15, or: this needle of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gF3SJ5hs2ow/TidNT1dJsuI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/qKUdy_0wdcs/s800/andresen.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A huge thunderstorm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;rolled around in coils all afternoon above&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;the roof-tops before it broke in flashes and sheeted down.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I stared at the lines of cement and glass&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;that walled up screams and wounds and limbs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;including mine, which I have survived. Warily, looking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;now up at the roof-tiles doing battle, now at the dry page,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I listened to the word&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;of a poet perish or change&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;into another voice we no longer hear. The oppressed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;are oppressed and quiet, quietly the oppressors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;talk on the phone, hatred is polite, and even I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;believe I no longer know who is to blame.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Write, I tell myself, hate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;those who sweetly lead into nothingness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;the men and women who walk beside you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;and believe they do not know. Write your name too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;among those of the enemy. The storm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;has passed away with all its bluster. Nature &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;is far too feeble to mimic battles. Poetry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;changes nothing. Nothing is certain, but write.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--Franco Fortini, &lt;i&gt;Translating Brecht&lt;/i&gt;, written 1957-62. &lt;a href="http://www.carcanet.co.uk/cgi-bin/indexer?product=9780856359729"&gt;Trans. Paul Lawton.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3442870927235931100?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3442870927235931100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3442870927235931100&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3442870927235931100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3442870927235931100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/07/realisms-15-or-this-needle-of-world.html' title='Realism(s) #15, or: this needle of the world'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gF3SJ5hs2ow/TidNT1dJsuI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/qKUdy_0wdcs/s72-c/andresen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-4992041766976619679</id><published>2011-07-13T21:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:27:07.141+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An aside, or: sounds familiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q60mM7nH3fg/Th37gENWTqI/AAAAAAAAEkE/35ZICoEqNl4/s800/vlcsnap-00251.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Nouvelle Vague&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Puissance de la parole&lt;/i&gt;, he wrote maybe two or three lines, if that. He rarely reads entire books. He takes a few extracts, usually the best ones, but it's sometimes a bit random. He pecks at books like a hen in the garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--Luc Moullet on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt; Jean-Luc Godard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jean-Luc selon Luc,&lt;/i&gt; 2005, video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I ask about the significance of the llama and the donkey in &lt;i&gt;Film socialisme&lt;/i&gt;... 'The truth is that they were in the field next to the petrol station in Switzerland where we shot the sequence. Voilà. No mystery. I use what I find.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--from a compellingly awful interview with JLG &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2011/jul/12/jean-luc-godard-film-socialisme?"&gt;in the &lt;i&gt;Guardian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 12.07.2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Godard wrote nothing: what good is writing when so many things have already been written? Such is his motto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--Luc Moullet, &lt;a href="http://kinoslang.blogspot.com/2011/06/cosmic-film.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Cosmic Film&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-4992041766976619679?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/4992041766976619679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=4992041766976619679&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4992041766976619679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4992041766976619679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/07/aside-or-sounds-familiar.html' title='An aside, or: sounds familiar'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q60mM7nH3fg/Th37gENWTqI/AAAAAAAAEkE/35ZICoEqNl4/s72-c/vlcsnap-00251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3528013866376213431</id><published>2011-07-13T21:22:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T10:55:00.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No comment #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vDsiRw7RTOI/Th2r7F99HaI/AAAAAAAAEiA/YuvQ4EPS9LM/s800/vlcsnap-00495.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iixn2wXHV-g/Th4C7e-jrvI/AAAAAAAAEkg/h-_uklmXGR8/s800/vlcsnap-00490.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Film socialisme&lt;/i&gt; - JLG, 2010, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;It reminds me of an old syllogism that I learned at school. Epaminondas is a liar; and all the Greeks are liars; therefore Epaminondas is Greek. It did not get us very far.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--&lt;a href="http://filmlinccom.siteprotect.net/archive/nyff/2010/film-comment-interview-jean-luc-godard-talks-about-film-socialisme/index.html"&gt;JLG, May 2010&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The logic of liberal media: need someone to &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2011/jul/12/jean-luc-godard-film-socialisme?"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; Jean-Luc Godard about his &lt;a href="http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/06/everything-or-nothing-3.html"&gt;new film&lt;/a&gt;? Send &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/travel/2011/jun/20/greek-holiday-debt-crisis"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opendemocracy.net/ourkingdom/dan-hind/blueprint-for-democratic-media-system"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opendemocracy.net/ourkingdom/dan-hind/blueprint-for-democratic-media-system"&gt;Meanwhile...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3528013866376213431?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3528013866376213431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3528013866376213431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3528013866376213431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3528013866376213431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-comment-4.html' title='No comment #4'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vDsiRw7RTOI/Th2r7F99HaI/AAAAAAAAEiA/YuvQ4EPS9LM/s72-c/vlcsnap-00495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-7824662456211543917</id><published>2011-07-05T16:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:20:44.187+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance(s) #23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n9_vHCS3l4g/ThLvtfhWmuI/AAAAAAAAEeg/JXyqu8KZHM4/s800/vlcsnap-00182.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cœur fidèle &lt;/i&gt;- Jean Epstein, 1923, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lxVkwWOhJa0/ThLv7sqFqdI/AAAAAAAAEek/VUufPeENK9w/s800/vlcsnap-00439.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Landscape (for Manon) &lt;/i&gt;- Peter Hutton, 1987, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In water, crystals grow, beautiful as Venus, born as she was, full of the most secret graces, symmetries, and correspondences. Games of heaven; thus, worlds fall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Jean Epstein, 1928, &lt;a href="http://eurekavideo.co.uk/moc/catalogue/coeur-fidele/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-7824662456211543917?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/7824662456211543917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=7824662456211543917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7824662456211543917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7824662456211543917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/07/distances-23.html' title='Distance(s) #23'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-n9_vHCS3l4g/ThLvtfhWmuI/AAAAAAAAEeg/JXyqu8KZHM4/s72-c/vlcsnap-00182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8067973095929170728</id><published>2011-06-24T02:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:27:44.269+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An aside, or: a note on 'cinephilia'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mPOVW2Tf7OE/TgEM8mlsAfI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/WRahaQr1cHQ/s800/vlcsnap-00004.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Since it is sure of its ability to control the entire domain of the visible and the audible via the laws governing commercial circulation and democratic communication, Empire no longer censures anything. All art, and all thought, is ruined when we accept this permission to consume, to communicate and to enjoy. We should become the pitiless censors of ourselves. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is better to do nothing than to contribute to the invention of formal ways of rendering visible that which Empire already recognizes as existent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--#14 &amp;amp; #15 of Alain Badiou's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacan.com/issue22.php"&gt;Fifteen Theses on Contemporary Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Ever valid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8067973095929170728?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8067973095929170728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8067973095929170728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8067973095929170728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8067973095929170728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/06/aside-or-note-on-cinephilia.html' title='An aside, or: a note on &apos;cinephilia&apos;'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mPOVW2Tf7OE/TgEM8mlsAfI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/WRahaQr1cHQ/s72-c/vlcsnap-00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6747012592426987993</id><published>2011-06-24T00:35:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:39:36.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything or Nothing #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ngc7mYq0Z9M/TgJ_bOQW-7I/AAAAAAAAEX4/WApKJwwl91A/s800/vlcsnap-00224.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DM_9vryaYoE/TgJ_dlx9EFI/AAAAAAAAEX8/0crf5c_bjv8/s800/vlcsnap-00227.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The cinema aesthetic will be social, or the cinema will have to do without an aesthetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--André Bazin, 1943, from &lt;i&gt;French Cinema of the Occupation &amp;amp; Resistance &lt;/i&gt;(1981), p.37.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deflins&lt;/i&gt;: Politics again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Godard&lt;/i&gt;: Yes, as modern democracies, by rendering politics a domain of separate thought, are predisposed to totalitarianism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deflins&lt;/i&gt;: IXE [Information Exchange for Economics] plus three equals one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Godard&lt;/i&gt;: Not an Einstein-style formula — a metaphor at the apex and the roots of all montage. If financial, for example, it allows the current debt of Greece to be brought near the hordes of German tourists. In Montesquieu's phrase: when finance is privileged, the State is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Jean-Luc Godard, &lt;a href="http://cinemasparagus.blogspot.com/2010/05/film-socialisme-press-book-interview.html"&gt;in conversation with 'Renaud Deflins'&lt;/a&gt;, 15.04.2010, trans. Craig Keller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Democracy and tragedy were married in Athens under Pericles and Sophocles. A single child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;civil war...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Film socialisme&lt;/i&gt;, JLG, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fh566DeTTVE/TgJ_sWHy2dI/AAAAAAAAEYE/-ZyWd5EEPmY/s800/vlcsnap-00265.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cLoe-VPVG80/TgJ_iyqAQ0I/AAAAAAAAEYA/fRDaFe8jQ3w/s640/vlcsnap-00240.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VA2YAsguWDY/TgPBDLFKuDI/AAAAAAAAEdE/DuKV45_QfsI/s800/vlcsnap-00166.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3ZLcc_A92lE/TgNixFWSsnI/AAAAAAAAEa4/KbcRzzhxOIY/s800/vlcsnap-00131.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TSRGHv83Z0Y/TgNim0uO08I/AAAAAAAAEfo/fDXxZ51LzM8/s800/vlcsnap-00344.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;You call it austerity, I call it war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/newsnight/paulmason/2010/02/greece_the_pigs_fight_back.html"&gt;Liana Kanelli, Greek communist MP&lt;/a&gt;, February 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Inevitably the stabilisation plan has been a disaster, missing just about all its original targets. The numbers are breathtaking. Under current policies, the EU/IMF/ECB (European Central Bank) 'troika' expects sovereign debt to rise to 200% of GDP in 2015, up from roughly 150% at present. Servicing the debt will cost 12% of GDP – vastly more than expenditure on health and education – while the government deficit will be 15% of GDP. The country will be unquestionably bankrupt. Fully aware of this, financial markets are refusing to advance a penny in new private loans. And since the troika had planned for Greece to return to the markets in 2011 on the back of the expected success of the stabilisation plan, the crisis has reached fever pitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The response of the troika reveals systemic failure at the heart of the eurozone. Greece will receive another large loan but must impose further austerity, including wage and pension cuts, perhaps 150,000 lost jobs in the civil service, more taxes, and sweeping privatisation. And what is likely to happen if the country accepts this? By the calculations of the troika, in 2015 sovereign debt will be 160% of GDP, servicing the debt will cost 10% of GDP, and the government deficit will be 8% of GDP. In short, Greece will still be bankrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/jun/21/greek-exit-strategy-bailout-default"&gt;Costas Lapavitsas&lt;/a&gt;, 21.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;It's less a tourist cruise than an international summit of bastards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.independencia.fr/indp/10_FILM_SOCIALISME_JLG.html"&gt;Film Socialisme Annotated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, translated by &lt;a href="http://www.movingimagesource.us/articles/film-socialisme-annotated-20110607"&gt;David Phelps&lt;/a&gt;, 07.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;This is how the FT explains it: 'Any bonds issued in future by the eurozone’s new €500bn rescue fund on behalf of Ireland, Greece or Portugal will not enjoy “preferred creditor status” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; an alteration to the fund intended to help those nations return more swiftly to private capital markets.' For those who do not dabble much in sovereign debt, let me explain. Common to the whole of the international financial architecture/system for sovereign lending, there is one principle that overrides all others: that the IMF/World Bank are ‘preferred creditors’. Just as when a company goes bankrupt, the supplier that sold it widgets is ranked lower than the bank that provided the overdraft, so in international ‘law' taxpayer-backed lending from the IMF and World Bank is ‘preferred’ when it comes to repayment over all private commercial lending. And it is preferred because it is public money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In other words, when the public cough up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;via an international institution such as the IMF or the ECB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; then the sovereign (e.g. Greece, Argentina, Rwanda) has to pay taxpayers back first. Yesterday, on behalf of EU taxpayers, EU finance ministers obliged private bankers by overturning that ‘principle’. Instead they agreed, effectively, that private bankers will get preference and will be repaid before taxpayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.debtonation.org/2011/06/eu-diverting-funds-from-taxpayers-to-bankers/"&gt;Ann Pettifor&lt;/a&gt;, 21.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Fraud and crime pay, if you can disable the police and regulatory agencies. So that has become the financial agenda, eagerly endorsed by academic spokesmen and media ideologues who applaud bank managers and subprime mortgage brokers, corporate raiders and their bondholders, and the new breed of privatizers, using the one-dimensional measure of how much revenue can be squeezed out and capitalized into debt service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.nakedcapitalism.com/2011/06/michael-hudson-will-greece-let-eu-central-bankers-destroy-democracy.html"&gt;Michael Hudson&lt;/a&gt;, 06.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;With billions of dollars of risk held in a myriad of banks in dozens of EU countries no one is immune from contagion effects. So if anyone gets wind of someone printing a new currency, for example, the whole thing unravels at light speed as investors try to liquidate ahead of the pack. Investors don’t want to do this in the main. Speculators aside, most bondholders want to ‘be made whole’ rather than blow up their portfolio. But if someone is going to shout fire in a crowded theater, then it pays to be close to the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://crookedtimber.org/2011/01/18/the-end-game-for-the-euro-german-rules-and-bondholder-revolts/"&gt;Mark Blyth&lt;/a&gt;, 18.01.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The graffiti on the Greek Finance Ministry says: 'Police Murderers, German Informers'. Above it are the shatter marks of numerous projectiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-13801650"&gt;Paul Mason&lt;/a&gt;, 16.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;For the people gathered in Syntagma, the intense political manoeuvring in the corridors of parliament seems to matter little. Theirs is a mass mobilisation that draws a distinction between representational and grassroots politics. Political parties seem unlikely to come to a halt over developments in the upper echelons of power. For them, the Memorandum is not just a sum of persons or abhorrent policies, but a system of power that has misruled the country for 30 years, bringing it to the edge of collapse. It is a system of beliefs, values, expectations and political roles and identities that cannot be abolished simply by replacing the head or members of the government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The people in the squares have started, again, to believe that they have the freedom and the responsibility to act; they are urging radical change through the creation of different personal and social relations. By now, the distance between the people and their representatives might seem unbridgeable; as the old system of government crumbles under the burden of sovereign debt, a new, grassroots system of politics is starting to make itself heard from the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/indepth/opinion/2011/06/2011617112541750476"&gt;Hara Kouki and Antonis Vradis&lt;/a&gt;, 16.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;A pessimistic view was also heard in the assembly, that the parliament is very likely to vote in favour of the medium-term programme. The real question is what the movements do next, how they gain control of their lives despite that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The pessimistic view may also be realistic, given European pressure not only on the government, but also on opposition parties, to support the massive austerity and privatisation plan… And if this happens, what next...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.metamute.org/en/news_and_analysis/updates_from_the_greek_squares_and_people_s_assemblies_1"&gt;daily update from the Greek squares and people's assemblies, via Mute&lt;/a&gt;, 22.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-K-ENmfK_XCI/TfzxQ5Cd_EI/AAAAAAAAEU8/gV24VwNR0kQ/s800/vlcsnap-2010-08-14-18h25m02s215.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Méditerranée&lt;/i&gt; - Jean-Daniel Pollet, 1963, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the second angel poured his vial unto the sea;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;and it became as the blood of a dead man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Revelations 16:3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Vf5r790wiCI/TgO-KI12cUI/AAAAAAAAEc0/9neLR3NOoFg/s800/vlcsnap-00325.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-psWAhw5hVyY/TgJ_2vPsLEI/AAAAAAAAEYU/UqvFiR6OoTs/s640/vlcsnap-00274.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Film socialisme&lt;/i&gt; - JLG, 2010, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The devil appears, saying that his name is 'legion': 'We are a legion of devils.' This story is fascinating, because what is expressed, bizarrely, is the possibility of multitude. That's not a bad introduction to temptation — a legion of devils! Above all, it is a way of affirming one's desire to possess all possible wealth, all possible virtues and powers. In the theory of angels, whether they are fallen or not, everything proceeds by legions: cherubim, seraphim, and dominations, the highest order of angels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Antonio Negri, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=6s68qXQwXK8C&amp;amp;lpg=PP1&amp;amp;pg=PA159#v=onepage&amp;amp;q&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;Negri on Negri: In Conversation With Anne Dufourmantelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Routledge, 2004), p.159.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7JadpAFrMQA/TgMhg5fFulI/AAAAAAAAEZs/iXBDHINK7zg/s800/vlcsnap-00219.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oRWvX9OdQ7I/TgMf8rOPu0I/AAAAAAAAEZY/RvZU_njW47Y/s800/15-June-General-strike-pr-039.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6gdNOhJd9R8/TeEXrtVScMI/AAAAAAAAEFg/fGub2FI9diA/s800/5767922498_f91e1b3878_b.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2BdBBqJX7U0/TgMhnAP9_OI/AAAAAAAAEZw/-3MeGn8Ii_4/s640/vlcsnap-00285.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Geg_6Xoy04s&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;---&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DMPR-rG6yfM/TgMmEcG3gZI/AAAAAAAAEaI/nrRfEfAWL3I/s640/vlcsnap-00307.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hvKRVbr8qgk/TgMmRlhfNwI/AAAAAAAAEaM/4IVRF94tEa4/s640/vlcsnap-00309.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gQParExBIXo/TgMl_LL5GsI/AAAAAAAAEaE/nhgxfiRspYs/s800/vlcsnap-00347.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5O_o0VzOKwE/TgO3XLnUP8I/AAAAAAAAEcU/0e4S-ZhrGaE/s640/vlcsnap-00326.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-x2YbfVonzVs/TgMlrEkV44I/AAAAAAAAEZ0/RUWGV0bTG8g/s800/vlcsnap-00328.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ixYMK68sxlI/TgMlxt62kCI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/S3gzz5Sukj0/s800/vlcsnap-00338.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;It ends on a violent note: beyond the great European tragedy’s last turn, beyond what we could conveniently dismiss as Godard’s 'pessimism,' final judgment against the traitors is passed in the name of a justice that transcends the law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Kim West, &lt;a href="http://mayrevue.com/KWest-ENG"&gt;"Sphinx"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;May Revue&lt;/i&gt; 5, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I don’t comment. The question of the ethic of art is not to be imperial. Desperation because operation is always something like imperial operation, because the law of operation is today imperial law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Alain Badiou, &lt;a href="http://www.lacan.com/frameXXIII7.htm"&gt;lecture on "Fifteen Theses on Contemporary Art"&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;i&gt; lacanian ink&lt;/i&gt; 23, 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;What the enemies of modern art, with a better instinct than its anxious apologists, call its negativity is the epitome of what established culture has repressed and that toward which art is drawn. In its pleasure in the repressed, art at the same time takes into itself the disaster, the principle of repression, rather than merely protesting hopelessly against it. That art enunciates the disaster by identifying with it anticipates its enervation; this, not any photograph of the disaster or false happiness, defines the attitude of authentic contemporary art to a radically darkened objectivity; the sweetness of any other gives itself the lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Theodor Adorno, &lt;i&gt;Aesthetic Theory&lt;/i&gt;, 1970 (Continuum, 1997), p.19. &lt;a href="http://ofresonance.tumblr.com/post/6562477697/what-recommends-itself-is-the-idea-that-art-may-be"&gt;[h/t]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DAY1SvbamoU/TgNrn_3AH_I/AAAAAAAAEb8/CNmXOy6xdDc/s800/vlcsnap-00345.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The recent &lt;a href="http://www.movingimagesource.us/articles/film-socialisme-annotated-20110607"&gt;English translation by David Phelps&lt;/a&gt; of critical material on &lt;/i&gt;Film socialisme&lt;i&gt; assembled by Arthur Mas, Martial Pisani, Jean-Louis Leutrat, Guillaume Bourgois, Suzanne Liandrat-Guigues &amp;amp; Pauline Soulat for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.independencia.fr/indp/10_FILM_SOCIALISME_JLG.html" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Independencia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, later expanded for &lt;a href="http://www.elumiere.net/lumiere_FS.html"&gt;Lumière&lt;/a&gt;, is essential, revelatory work. That is, essential not just for anyone interested in Jean-Luc Godard's film, but also modern cinema's potential &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; be it aesthetic, or, dare we suggest, even revolutionary &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; today. The piece also offers a timely rejoinder and series of corrections to the 'Godard-as-anti-semite' brigade (previously given the time of day &lt;a href="http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/distances-19-or-rhetoric-of-defamation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, surfacing again in the American press &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://movies.nytimes.com/2011/06/03/movies/film-socialisme-by-jean-luc-godard-review.html"&gt;e.g.&lt;/a&gt;), whose level of commitment to this unfounded defamation is seemingly matched only by their peculiar brazenness and, in this case, wilful stupidity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-6747012592426987993?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/6747012592426987993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=6747012592426987993&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6747012592426987993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6747012592426987993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/06/everything-or-nothing-3.html' title='Everything or Nothing #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ngc7mYq0Z9M/TgJ_bOQW-7I/AAAAAAAAEX4/WApKJwwl91A/s72-c/vlcsnap-00224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-763091652375870135</id><published>2011-06-18T01:35:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T11:51:05.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rdD5OZ6gP70/TiK9S8mLYSI/AAAAAAAAElw/2nuPqpy84wE/s800/vlcsnap-00302.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OXP-3bqAr1c/TiK9UD5mS0I/AAAAAAAAEl0/uDNZ8-dfHS8/s800/vlcsnap-00331.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5dOFAWHyKQ4/TiK9aim8qgI/AAAAAAAAEmA/QJWih-xgFsE/s800/vlcsnap-00462.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt; - Patrick Keiller, 2010, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Towards the end of the film, not long after the &lt;a href="http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/history-lessons-2.html"&gt;near collapse of the banking system&lt;/a&gt; in October 2008, the camera arrives at the location of the 1596 Oxfordshire rising, which was to have been an armed insurrection against enclosing landlords. Although the rebels failed in their attempt to ‘knock down’ Oxfordshire gentlemen and march on London, their rising was not a failure: to avoid further threats to the fragile social order of the period, the government soon legislated against enclosure. In retelling this story in the context of the current &lt;a href="http://www.nakedcapitalism.com/2011/06/michael-hudson-the-financial-road-to-serfdom-%E2%80%93-how-bankers-are-using-the-debt-crisis-to-roll-back-the-progressive-era.html"&gt;'revolution of the rich against the poor'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; the rise of the &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/personalfinance/7624159/Sunday-Times-Rich-List-2010-Britains-richest-see-wealth-rise-by-one-third.html"&gt;super&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/personalfinance/8498759/Sunday-Times-Rich-List-2011-Fortunes-of-super-rich-soar.html"&gt;rich&lt;/a&gt; in the UK in recent decades has been compared with that of the gentry in the late 16th and early 17th centuries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; the film appears to endorse violent insurrection, especially against Oxfordshire gentlemen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Patrick Keiller, &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/garage/posts/an-interview-with-patrick-keiller"&gt;interviewed by Daniele Rugo&lt;/a&gt;, 15.06.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-763091652375870135?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/763091652375870135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=763091652375870135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/763091652375870135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/763091652375870135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/06/history-lessons-7.html' title='History Lesson(s) #7'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rdD5OZ6gP70/TiK9S8mLYSI/AAAAAAAAElw/2nuPqpy84wE/s72-c/vlcsnap-00302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6988583745178788959</id><published>2011-06-04T18:28:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:25:17.379+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An aside, or: production</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A2wc3kU-uec/Tej--usOOoI/AAAAAAAAEQM/nvHtst6ZB_Q/s800/louvre_Ingres.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;La Source&lt;/i&gt; - Ingres, c. 1820-1856 / &lt;i&gt;Une visite au Louvre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Straub-Huillet, 2004, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;By setting out to paint the ideal virgin, [Ingres] hasn’t painted a body at all. And it's not because he couldn't. Just think of his portraits and that &lt;i&gt;Age of Gold&lt;/i&gt; that I like so much. It's because of the idea of a system. False system and false idea. David killed painting. They introduced the hackneyed formula. They wanted to paint the ideal foot, the ideal hand, the perfect face and body, the supreme being. They banished character. What marks out the great painter is the character he lends to everything he touches, impulse, movement, passion, for it’s possible to be both passionate and serene. They’re afraid of this, or rather they never dreamt of it. In reaction, perhaps, to all the passion, the tempests, the social brutality of their time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--Paul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Cézanne, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Joachim Gasquet's &lt;i&gt;Cézanne, A Memoir with Conversations &lt;/i&gt;(written 1912-13, pub. 1921; Thames &amp;amp; Hudson, 1991), p.178. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'He knows neither how to sing, nor how to philosophize', wrote Zola in praise of Manet. 'He knows how to paint, and that is all.' Some critics and artists went so far as to assert that sheer ignorance or lack of formal training were positive assets for the artist. Laforgue proposed that the academies should be shut; Courbet refused to set himself up as a professor, declaring that art could not be taught; Pissarro, in an unguarded moment, even suggested that they burn down the Louvre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;--Linda Nochlin, &lt;i&gt;Realism&lt;/i&gt; (Penguin, 1971), p.36.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We went on to discuss Russian literary policy. I said, referring to Lukács, Gábor and Kurella: 'You can't put on an act with people like this.' Brecht: 'You might put on an Act but certainly not a whole play. They are, to put it bluntly, enemies of production. Production makes them uncomfortable. It cannot be trusted. You never know where you are with production; production is the unforeseeable. You never know what’s going to come out. And they themselves don’t want to produce. They want to play the &lt;i&gt;apparatchik&lt;/i&gt; and exercise control over other people. Every one of their criticisms contains a threat.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;--Walter Benjamin, with Bertolt Brecht, &lt;i&gt;Aesthetics &amp;amp; Politic&lt;/i&gt;s (Verso, 1980), p.96-97.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In every true work of art there is a place where, for one who removes there, it blows cool like the wind of a coming dawn. From this it follows that art, which has often been considered refractory to every relation with progress, can provide its true definition. Progress has its seat not in the continuity of elapsing time but in its interferences &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;where the truly new makes itself felt for the first time, with the sobriety of dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;--Walter Benjamin, &lt;i&gt;The Arcades Project&lt;/i&gt; (Harvard UP, 2002), p.474.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ndaiuNbDueg/TepsW-IWk1I/AAAAAAAAES4/FwleMMp2NQ4/s800/courbet_origin_1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;L'Origine du monde&lt;/i&gt; - Gustave Courbet, 1866, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;oil on canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-6988583745178788959?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/6988583745178788959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=6988583745178788959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6988583745178788959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6988583745178788959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/06/aside-or-production.html' title='An aside, or: production'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A2wc3kU-uec/Tej--usOOoI/AAAAAAAAEQM/nvHtst6ZB_Q/s72-c/louvre_Ingres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8831921659255823351</id><published>2011-06-04T17:23:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:33:36.069+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance(s) #22, or: no matter without art, for Jean-Claude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QGHiLlIY0kk/TebD931ivQI/AAAAAAAAENE/pcsgTn_jNJ4/s800/VC14.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3E9TmAUxajY/TenrBx6tRyI/AAAAAAAAEQo/PdVL_T404P4/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h47m16s35.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N1BGouPOTQc/Teogocy3l_I/AAAAAAAAERY/hYTZlgkbgr0/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h38m50s95.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--2fr_lFAYWI/TeDxMJ1fS2I/AAAAAAAAEFA/Dn67F7ZSE8k/s640/24.05.11%252520157.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PiMfBfkBkiA/TeZ36WHNcfI/AAAAAAAAEJk/R9Qhe5I14rk/s640/VC5.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KviQjWqliGw/TeDy7EIZ_zI/AAAAAAAAEFY/EYiTFozHFYw/s640/24.05.11%252520047.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ynIjvRWKNPk/TeZ3ZSbT72I/AAAAAAAAEJY/c6wOEkXukx0/s800/VC4.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gl2c8k80a2Y/Teoc0VlfsYI/AAAAAAAAERM/oBth4NDAidA/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h36m12s49.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DCsQsg8H6SU/TebA3ALMIPI/AAAAAAAAEM8/7yLHYjMtSmo/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-23h43m29s18.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Juste avant l'orage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 2003, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_aOc7-5JXY4/TebBE8V-DNI/AAAAAAAAENA/dX8PGPYrGRo/s800/VC13.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-y6qL5xts1wQ/TebFbmCxQtI/AAAAAAAAENY/31dBWiVuSwM/s800/24.05.11%252520053.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EwvdviB6HSA/TebFqDd-UJI/AAAAAAAAENc/3iFBebnM0hQ/s800/VC17.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;VI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3tILUWqzRvs/TebcwqZsYLI/AAAAAAAAEO8/OG6vJOVDyv0/s800/24.05.11%252520107.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DbGXiQtwMBc/Teal0_KkjZI/AAAAAAAAELA/TJMUKxl0lqg/s800/VC9.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PCvy1uuqQRg/TealJz-Fh-I/AAAAAAAAEKw/v7XCZduXZ9g/s640/VC_source.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;VII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-c0JEY_1HnIk/TebRoVg80mI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/aeKtdgDooC8/s800/VC24.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-e5EvrDdjIbA/TebRpPBqSpI/AAAAAAAAEOU/hGkxkPrV-Gk/s800/VC25.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sXafUjM6-IA/TebSncgBBnI/AAAAAAAAEOk/2FXHsoEmKX0/s800/VC26.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;VIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Les eaux de pluie s’infiltrent dans un épais manteau calcaire et sont drainées vers le conduit remontant de la fontaine, dont le débit moyen est supérieur à 20 m3/s (maximum 4 et maximum 100 m3/s). Le conduit s’est mis en place dans une faille et mesure plus de 300m de profondeur. Il s’est formé au moment où la Méditerranée s’est asséchée, il y a 6 millions d’années.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--descriptif de la résurgence de Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, musée Requien (museé d’histoire naturelle) en Avignon. [Cited by Cyril Neyrat in &lt;a href="http://capricci.fr/editions.php?id_edition=21&amp;amp;type=2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lancés à travers le vide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;IX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FK72QgMcQ8c/TenwgmNgqFI/AAAAAAAAEQs/m4FuPZELK0k/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h34m24s0.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wYh_W2y97tc/Tenxe_wHSBI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/ke4_2Y1Mlfk/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h03m26s104.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-V4j5vJhUzY4/TebKb9q7_hI/AAAAAAAAEN8/3GTjXHIBfPo/s800/VC22.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FdOMQjJU34c/TeZ0hIhtzeI/AAAAAAAAEIw/GWUkVeq6iHI/s800/24.05.11%252520098.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aI3WLMP__0Q/TeZ0Ua9RYMI/AAAAAAAAEIs/c9F7tc8bQYY/s800/VC2.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;XI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WHy_vkd4c8A/Tea_F0MXZ8I/AAAAAAAAEMw/GMqFSiTBeXo/s800/VC10.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y9Ojcn1dOFQ/Tea_GHAdWVI/AAAAAAAAEM0/WxmU85BeL7M/s640/VC11.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fNqbp5Pvx1U/Tea_GsfB4BI/AAAAAAAAEM4/0GpEfsBD4Bk/s800/VC12.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;XII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AsnbgVyfEcQ/Tea4Cvm0mNI/AAAAAAAAEMY/cmAIHMApv0k/s800/24.05.11%252520169.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fontaine-de-Vaucluse, May 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2fxhIPaY_Ys/TebKabQ5ACI/AAAAAAAAENw/cNXO9gSbL7g/s800/VC19.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lYyEidRsSzw/TebKZyNqgRI/AAAAAAAAENs/QTtFWno9OHI/s800/VC18.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QF8QqjXdMxU/TepPssVr2QI/AAAAAAAAESU/M8rB-JHFfVE/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h10m57s0.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xMib4HuYc6U/TepO510mIhI/AAAAAAAAESI/cKa2JTued3w/s640/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h10m18s130.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-E5tuzUC8owc/TepO3bRZMWI/AAAAAAAAESE/i3Pz8evoxug/s800/vlcsnap-2011-06-01-17h10m25s195.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 1995, super 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8831921659255823351?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8831921659255823351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8831921659255823351&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8831921659255823351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8831921659255823351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/06/distances-22-or-no-matter-without-art.html' title='Distance(s) #22, or: no matter without art, for Jean-Claude'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QGHiLlIY0kk/TebD931ivQI/AAAAAAAAENE/pcsgTn_jNJ4/s72-c/VC14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-7455729493396802385</id><published>2011-05-30T21:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:28:08.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wind #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ilGhOM_KYuY/TeLRNYTrbeI/AAAAAAAAEGE/IhSADs0ENBU/s800/miro.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Dibujo (Árbol en el viento) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;- Joan Miró, 1929, gouache &amp;amp; charcoal on paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-7455729493396802385?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/7455729493396802385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=7455729493396802385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7455729493396802385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7455729493396802385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/05/wind-5.html' title='The Wind #5'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ilGhOM_KYuY/TeLRNYTrbeI/AAAAAAAAEGE/IhSADs0ENBU/s72-c/miro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-7921531557479816056</id><published>2011-05-30T21:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:16:42.259+01:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZqAODgEiMUA/TePX-289U_I/AAAAAAAAEGY/t432p_qxlvY/s640/vlcsnap-2011-05-30-18h32m03s199.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WlM3rGY0miI/TePwv6feaII/AAAAAAAAEGs/Vbe2E4RLFK8/s640/vlcsnap-2011-05-30-18h33m02s22.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Nm0RmvoT__M/TeQvZ8Jev4I/AAAAAAAAEHM/ERckHjtxHVs/s640/vlcsnap-2011-05-30-18h41m22s162.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PjLqJmmcjDQ/TePxAv4Y9lI/AAAAAAAAEGw/9MzDJibE0Ps/s800/vlcsnap-2011-05-30-18h41m34s22.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jZcfdzDVPoQ/TePXxZcjHMI/AAAAAAAAEGU/7VZp3yPN060/s800/vlcsnap-2011-05-30-18h34m33s162.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Only Son - &lt;/i&gt;Yasujiro Ozu, 1936, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-7921531557479816056?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/7921531557479816056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=7921531557479816056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7921531557479816056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7921531557479816056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/05/history-lessons-6.html' title='History Lesson(s) #6'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZqAODgEiMUA/TePX-289U_I/AAAAAAAAEGY/t432p_qxlvY/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-05-30-18h32m03s199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-1133341505149102927</id><published>2011-05-07T23:44:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:26:44.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholarship #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zSTQGzoXfX8/ThM7BScmvpI/AAAAAAAAEfM/QIbJQODJ1Zk/s800/May_Hutton_Schrader%252520014.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;'We’re at the Mill on the Exe, right on the river, the sun shining warmly on our faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The South West! W. exclaims. He feels fortunate to live here. The South West is the &lt;i&gt;graveyard of ambition&lt;/i&gt;, a colleague warned him upon his arrival from the east, but W. is not ambitious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;He just wants a little time and space to work, to think. To try to think, W. says. He reads in his study for three hours a day, he says, and he’s content with that. And occasionally he writes a thought in his notebook, at the back, in red ink.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;'We know what genius is, says W. aphoristically, but we know we’re not geniuses. It’s a gift, he says, but it’s also a curse. We can recognise genius in others, but we don’t have it ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Max Brod, so unselfish in his promotion of Kafka, yet so given to a vague and general pathos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;o amorphous stirrings wholly alien to the precision of the writing of his friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;has always served as both our warning and example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;What could he understand of Kafka? Weren’t his interpretative books &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;which did so much to popularise the work of his friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;at every turn, a betrayal of Kafka? But then again, didn't Kafka depend upon his friendship and his support? Didn't Kafka lean on his friend in times of despair and solitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;We too, W. and I decided long ago, must give our lives in the service of others. We too must write interpretative essays on the work of others more intelligent and gifted than we will ever be. We too must do our best to offer support and solace to others despite the fact that we will always misunderstand their genius, and only bother them with our enthusiasm.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;'Of course, we're never really depressed, W. says. We know nothing about real depression. We're men of the surface, not of the depths. What do we know of those blocks and breaks in the lives of real thinkers? What can we, who are incapable of thought, understand of what the inability to think means for a thinker? And what of real writer's block — what understanding can we have of that terrible incapacity to write a line for those who have thoughts to set down? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;We're melancholic, that W. grants. Who wouldn't be? Melancholic, vaguely rueful, knowing we should not be where we are, that we've been allocated too much, overindulged... And for what? With what result? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;True thoughts pass infinitely far above us, as in the sky. They're too far to reach, but they're out there somewhere. Some place where we are not. Some great, wide place where thoughts are born like clouds over mountains.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--three extracts, all too familiar in many ways (least of all location), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;from Lars Iyer's excellent &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookdepository.co.uk/Spurious-Lars-Iyer/9781935554288"&gt;Spurious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 2011, p.62, 64-5, 126-7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-1133341505149102927?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/1133341505149102927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=1133341505149102927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1133341505149102927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1133341505149102927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/05/scholarship-3.html' title='Scholarship #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zSTQGzoXfX8/ThM7BScmvpI/AAAAAAAAEfM/QIbJQODJ1Zk/s72-c/May_Hutton_Schrader%252520014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-7333520642823693823</id><published>2011-05-06T12:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:30:32.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TcPOl18qXmI/AAAAAAAAD-8/t2xHtooDu1g/s800/vlcsnap-2011-05-06-10h58m37s91.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TcH9Wb3vMxI/AAAAAAAAD8w/JOF3JYrYhys/s800/vlcsnap-2011-05-05-01h52m58s39.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TcNKcimstOI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/0pL0tOj7s-Q/s640/vlcsnap-2011-05-06-01h54m18s204.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TcIAJi2Vx2I/AAAAAAAAD9c/To5-hepAdkE/s800/nb1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TcNKdKMWfZI/AAAAAAAAD-c/smh1dAOidQU/s800/vlcsnap-2011-05-06-01h54m21s232.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_leU8U52SwQ/ThM8AwlWecI/AAAAAAAAEfc/Qwag52z7faw/s800/vlcsnap-2011-05-05-02h12m42s102.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Novyy Vavilon - &lt;/i&gt;Grigori Kozintsev &amp;amp; Leonid Trauberg, 1929 / &lt;i&gt;La société du spectacle &lt;/i&gt;- Guy Debord, 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-7333520642823693823?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/7333520642823693823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=7333520642823693823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7333520642823693823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7333520642823693823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/05/history-lessons-5.html' title='History Lesson(s) #5'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TcPOl18qXmI/AAAAAAAAD-8/t2xHtooDu1g/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-05-06-10h58m37s91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6032550068907729539</id><published>2011-04-26T12:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:31:19.298+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Des animaux #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TbarpIFnXhI/AAAAAAAAD3s/LiQ2bKWTGv0/s800/cj2.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Céline et Julie vont en bateau / Phantom Ladies Over Paris&lt;/i&gt; - Jacques Rivette, 1974, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-6032550068907729539?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/6032550068907729539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=6032550068907729539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6032550068907729539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6032550068907729539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/04/des-animaux-6.html' title='Des animaux #6'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TbarpIFnXhI/AAAAAAAAD3s/LiQ2bKWTGv0/s72-c/cj2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6168281235182561188</id><published>2011-04-16T11:30:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:31:52.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Digressions on the photographic agony #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/Talx2izhC9I/AAAAAAAAD1o/ieLuDgRnzDo/s800/vlcsnap-00060.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TalyXMaHYZI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/jx4qReYJ7Ek/s800/vlcsnap-00059.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/Talx5pEMb5I/AAAAAAAAD1w/3KP8OYQ6_cI/s800/vlcsnap-00066.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;For this film, there’s really no mystery. It was shot on color since it’s video. It was edited more or less in color. And then, one day, watching the long, nine-minute shot of the opera rehearsal, the editor and I... we just kept feeling something. It was a shot where Jeanne moved a lot, her neck and her mouth. Just by chance, we turned the color button on the monitor and something appeared in black-and-white that was not there in color. The veins, the nerves — it was more sensual, more physical. Even her skin began to show things.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Pedro Costa, interviewed by James Hansen, &lt;i&gt;Film Quarterly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;63.2, p.55.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TalyMeKvOHI/AAAAAAAAD2I/P7Z_ff6dNbY/s800/vlcsnap-00002.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TalyLeOGhAI/AAAAAAAAD2E/TauxzZ-SEwU/s800/vlcsnap-2011-04-14-01h13m39s76.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TalyZfxrIFI/AAAAAAAAD2c/wxWcHS2AHj0/s800/vlcsnap-00089.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ne change rien&lt;/i&gt; - Pedro Costa, 2009, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-6168281235182561188?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/6168281235182561188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=6168281235182561188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6168281235182561188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6168281235182561188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/04/digressions-on-photographic-agony-4.html' title='Digressions on the photographic agony #4'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/Talx2izhC9I/AAAAAAAAD1o/ieLuDgRnzDo/s72-c/vlcsnap-00060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-4890255262074965027</id><published>2011-04-10T17:22:00.029+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T16:47:42.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realism(s) #14, or: no art without matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHaZztLhoI/AAAAAAAADz4/OGJ-30TvjHo/s640/vlcsnap-00155.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHbcSIQ3lI/AAAAAAAAD0I/12cdyBURF6w/s800/vlcsnap-00514.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHalQshL9I/AAAAAAAADz8/Meu9heKXsQw/s800/vlcsnap-00628.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;A late addition to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumenjournal.org/"&gt;Lumen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;a week or so ago: David Phelps's superb translation of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumenjournal.org/i-forests/interview-rousseau/" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;an interview&lt;/a&gt; with the great Jean-Claude Rousseau&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;, about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;La Vallée close&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;, vision, art, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the sense of things suspended:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tiresias: I have lived long. I have lived so much that every story I listen to seems to be my own. Which meaning do you say about the clouds in the sky? / &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oedipus: A presence within the void...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Cesare Pavese, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumenjournal.org/i-forests/pavese-huillet/"&gt;Dialogues with Leuco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 1947.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;But for there to be this rupturing of the frame, there has to be a frame, an enclosed space. My films are like that: in a room, but looking out onto an open sky. [...] Nothing can come face to face to confront the image. And certainly not anyone who’s looking at it, since he disappears into this vision...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Jean-Claude Rousseau, &lt;a href="http://lumenjournal.org/i-forests/interview-rousseau/"&gt;in conversation with Cyril Neyrat&lt;/a&gt;, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-4890255262074965027?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/4890255262074965027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=4890255262074965027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4890255262074965027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4890255262074965027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/04/realisms-14-or-no-art-without-matter.html' title='Realism(s) #14, or: no art without matter'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHaZztLhoI/AAAAAAAADz4/OGJ-30TvjHo/s72-c/vlcsnap-00155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-1687455355381358766</id><published>2011-04-10T16:23:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:34:12.112+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Illuminations #6, or: the movement of atoms is eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHK5JCoMzI/AAAAAAAADyM/Yt4ACdKDxb4/s800/lvc1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHK5RlKU1I/AAAAAAAADyQ/tS1uS2AY0q4/s800/lvc2.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; 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"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHK7U2rmFI/AAAAAAAADyo/rW17Ogh6x64/s640/lvc8.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHP6C_qtKI/AAAAAAAADy8/sdxi2INoegc/s640/lvc13.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHP66SAPAI/AAAAAAAADzE/SSio8A0z3Qg/s800/lvc15.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-1687455355381358766?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/1687455355381358766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=1687455355381358766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1687455355381358766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1687455355381358766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/04/illuminations-6-or-movement-of-atoms-is.html' title='Illuminations #6, or: the movement of atoms is eternal'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaHK5JCoMzI/AAAAAAAADyM/Yt4ACdKDxb4/s72-c/lvc1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-723752598268186204</id><published>2011-04-10T12:30:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:35:08.557+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realism(s) #13, or: that majestic sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaD6cxCP8uI/AAAAAAAADwE/yvTSovPizOY/s800/vlcsnap-00243.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaD7BmL2aEI/AAAAAAAADxQ/nbfJ-dwXJ4Y/s800/vlcsnap-00227.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaD6e3wry2I/AAAAAAAADwk/b25_jx_6rkA/s800/vlcsnap-00467.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Let what you do,' says Horace, 'be always simple and a whole.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Racine, preface to &lt;i&gt;Bérénice&lt;/i&gt;, 1670.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;This sudden flight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leaves me, I must confess, a simple wound.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Bérénice&lt;/i&gt;, act 1, scene 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;What, after all, shall I say? I flee your vacant eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which, seeing me always, see me never.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Farewell, I go, my heart too full of your image,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;To await, for my part, while loving you, death.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Above all fear not that a distress sightless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fills the universe with the resound of my misfortune,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Madame: the sole sound of a death that I beg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will remember you again I was still alive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Bérénice&lt;/i&gt;, act 1, scene 4; also spoken in JLG's &lt;i&gt;Une femme mariée&lt;/i&gt; (1964), &lt;a href="http://cinemasparagus.blogspot.com/2009/04/une-femme-mariee-fragments-dun-film.html"&gt;trans. CK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaD6dx3s2VI/AAAAAAAADwU/u5qUXBHJOjQ/s800/vlcsnap-00427.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;De son appartement&lt;/i&gt; - Jean-Claude Rousseau, 2007, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-723752598268186204?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/723752598268186204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=723752598268186204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/723752598268186204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/723752598268186204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/04/realisms-13-or-that-majestic-sadness.html' title='Realism(s) #13, or: that majestic sadness'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TaD6g3-xEDI/AAAAAAAADxA/GTGn-br0F6w/s72-c/vlcsnap-00512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-1207060412002947614</id><published>2011-04-03T23:12:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:36:56.011+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything was lost in the air and the wind #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TZjwxc8yi8I/AAAAAAAADtc/N9FRdbC4Ryc/s640/SesshuTree_Landscape02.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Landscape&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tnm.go.jp/en/servlet/Con?&amp;amp;pageId=E16&amp;amp;processId=01&amp;amp;col_id=A282&amp;amp;img_id=C0020304&amp;amp;ref=2&amp;amp;Q1=&amp;amp;Q2=&amp;amp;Q3=&amp;amp;Q4=113_____4172_&amp;amp;Q5=&amp;amp;F1=&amp;amp;F2="&gt;[detail]&lt;/a&gt; - Sesshū Tōyō, c. 1495, ink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;on paper scroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-1207060412002947614?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/1207060412002947614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=1207060412002947614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1207060412002947614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1207060412002947614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/04/everything-was-lost-in-air-and-wind-3.html' title='Everything was lost in the air and the wind #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TZjwxc8yi8I/AAAAAAAADtc/N9FRdbC4Ryc/s72-c/SesshuTree_Landscape02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8963042666065086395</id><published>2011-04-02T19:45:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:40:46.884+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forests #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TZdupnO7-EI/AAAAAAAADss/Hs6r7bvASE8/s800/skelton1.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;artwork from &lt;i&gt;Box of Birch&lt;/i&gt; LP - A Broken Consort, 2009, Tompkins Sq., vinyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;It does make a difference to the sound if you get an instrument and cover it in soil. Or you can use bits of bark as plectra. Because I was using really cheap instruments, I could leave them out in the wood and cover them with leaves. It didn't matter if they got knackered. I was coming to terms with a process of decay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.sustain-release.co.uk/skura.htm"&gt;Richard Skelton&lt;/a&gt;, speaking to Clive Bell in the latest issue of &lt;i&gt;The Wire&lt;/i&gt; (326), p.47.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8963042666065086395?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8963042666065086395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8963042666065086395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8963042666065086395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8963042666065086395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/04/forests-12.html' title='Forests #12'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TZdupnO7-EI/AAAAAAAADss/Hs6r7bvASE8/s72-c/skelton1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8172196095132343942</id><published>2011-03-25T02:27:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-03-25T02:43:50.277Z</updated><title type='text'>Lumen I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYgDaLJ4BoI/AAAAAAAADsE/yHfaYm1TA4I/s800/DanielGustavCramer_Untitled%28Woodland%2955_2006.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumenjournal.org/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LUMEN I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Posted this a couple of days ago, but the site quickly ran aground. It's up and running again, smoothly, for good. The issue is now a little smaller, but such is the problem of editing...] &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;A new journal, a collaboration between Edwin Mak and myself. This has been gestating for a long time, and another issue will follow with little haste — &lt;i&gt;infinite patience&lt;/i&gt;, as Deleuze wrote of Straub-Huillet. In the meantime, please enjoy and share — we'd appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8172196095132343942?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8172196095132343942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8172196095132343942&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8172196095132343942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8172196095132343942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/03/lumen-i_25.html' title='Lumen I'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYgDaLJ4BoI/AAAAAAAADsE/yHfaYm1TA4I/s72-c/DanielGustavCramer_Untitled%28Woodland%2955_2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-9063066671283807036</id><published>2011-03-21T21:30:00.011Z</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:17:39.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Digressions on the photographic agony #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYNCWnUA96I/AAAAAAAADpQ/VLnUkDcREoU/s800/boon6.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYNCXOPPsuI/AAAAAAAADpU/seY6GoQleoY/s640/boon7.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYNCWfMd2gI/AAAAAAAADpM/H668lMSl7N0/s800/boon5.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/15843525"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt; /&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://independencia.fr/indp/DVD_ONCLE_BOONMEE_WEERASETHAKUL.html"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYNCVczW-VI/AAAAAAAADpA/2eg01Stj7DY/s800/boon1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYNCX06u-3I/AAAAAAAADpc/4GQEAeL8UXU/s800/boon9.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYeUzFyze7I/AAAAAAAADrU/aJxv9nE0ynE/s800/boon15.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhYb7Ac5I/AAAAAAAADfs/oQ0hFeSF0IA/s800/boon8.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhY2f4tGI/AAAAAAAADfw/UxddyEUl2_c/s640/boon9.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhZozNwYI/AAAAAAAADf0/kvkgagfFclM/s800/boon10.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhacOW1ZI/AAAAAAAADf4/Kc6vDwr0VlQ/s640/boon11.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhbFHWAKI/AAAAAAAADf8/jSFXY000TrI/s800/boon12.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhbtkhnII/AAAAAAAADgA/_CK9TjChpTc/s800/boon13.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhcFs48pI/AAAAAAAADgE/Rn4Td2RIoMQ/s640/boon14.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhc9V9pyI/AAAAAAAADgI/ZVIGfwzpQHA/s800/boon15.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhdYLzdxI/AAAAAAAADgM/b2iUSBBRP5g/s640/boon16.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWuhd_AUwhI/AAAAAAAADgQ/uiJJKmM9lMs/s800/boon17.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The future city was ruled by an authority able to make anybody disappear. When people from the past were found, a light was shone at them, and images were projected onto a screen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;from the past, until their arrival in the future. Once those images appeared, the ghosts disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives&lt;/i&gt;, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Nabua is only light and memory. There are natural illuminations from the sun and from fire. The lights seep through the doors and windows and burn the rice fields. There are artificial ones like fluorescent tubes and LED lights like dots of recollections. And there are simulated bolts of lightning that destroy the peaceful landscape and unearth the spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Apichatpong Weerasethakul, &lt;i&gt;The Memory of Nabua&lt;/i&gt;, 18.02.2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWryx6QFoBI/AAAAAAAADfQ/sMqq_BcDHfg/s800/boon6.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYPUh7e-wmI/AAAAAAAADp8/6fanaBv1xLk/s800/boon10.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYNCXd3PwcI/AAAAAAAADpY/vL9Ec1N1XUc/s800/boon8.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives&lt;/i&gt; - A.W., 2010, Super 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-9063066671283807036?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/9063066671283807036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=9063066671283807036&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/9063066671283807036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/9063066671283807036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/03/digressions-on-photographic-agony-3.html' title='Digressions on the photographic agony #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TYNCWnUA96I/AAAAAAAADpQ/VLnUkDcREoU/s72-c/boon6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-7571015446567761536</id><published>2011-03-09T17:22:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:18:04.779+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Des animaux #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXaVevxiv7I/AAAAAAAADkY/17iIvgXhom0/s800/vlcsnap-00232.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Viaggio in Italia&lt;/i&gt; - Roberto Rossellini, 1953, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-7571015446567761536?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/7571015446567761536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=7571015446567761536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7571015446567761536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7571015446567761536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/03/des-animaux-5.html' title='Des animaux #5'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXaVevxiv7I/AAAAAAAADkY/17iIvgXhom0/s72-c/vlcsnap-00232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6311057203736208288</id><published>2011-03-08T22:52:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:20:36.212+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance(s) #21, or: really existing capitalism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXayTctt_yI/AAAAAAAADlI/Qg13kRABwpw/s800/vlcsnap-00286.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXaxxbQPK6I/AAAAAAAADk8/VTmZcDvBAjs/s800/vlcsnap-00280.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXTmvH8vCjI/AAAAAAAADjs/qi8S7pXSuSo/s800/vlcsnap-00095.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You and Me&lt;/i&gt; - Fritz Lang, 1938, 35mm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXawSHILC9I/AAAAAAAADkk/3dfVfAfUcDU/s800/vlcsnap-00111.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TZkQmam_R_I/AAAAAAAADu8/-ZWh0b2FdTw/s800/vlcsnap-00132.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXawTkwtS0I/AAAAAAAADks/y63KBD25LNQ/s800/vlcsnap-00127.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zorns Lemma &lt;/i&gt;- Hollis Frampton, 1970, 16mm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-6311057203736208288?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/6311057203736208288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=6311057203736208288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6311057203736208288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6311057203736208288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/03/distances-21-or-really-existing.html' title='Distance(s) #21, or: really existing capitalism'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TXayTctt_yI/AAAAAAAADlI/Qg13kRABwpw/s72-c/vlcsnap-00286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3049738649668228192</id><published>2011-03-02T22:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:22:14.102+01:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Xjgr_Js14wc/TW60E8ccOKI/AAAAAAAADig/PXJtm82btYI/s800/3becd7e9.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flowers&lt;/i&gt; - Andy Warhol, 1982, polaroid photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3049738649668228192?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3049738649668228192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3049738649668228192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3049738649668228192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3049738649668228192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/03/history-lessons-4.html' title='History Lesson(s) #4'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Xjgr_Js14wc/TW60E8ccOKI/AAAAAAAADig/PXJtm82btYI/s72-c/3becd7e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-1472431136379873565</id><published>2011-03-01T21:33:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:22:50.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Illuminations #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TW1riLPk37I/AAAAAAAADhk/bD6Jr2lgYTQ/s640/vlcsnap-00019.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TW1sm6Pc7HI/AAAAAAAADho/OvC0fXXsHYc/s800/vlcsnap-00075.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TW1rUU-dV0I/AAAAAAAADhY/arYnaR3Txns/s800/vlcsnap-00106.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;New York Portrait Pt. I&lt;/i&gt; - Peter Hutton, 1977, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Having the luxury to behold the simplest things can often be a revelation in itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Peter Hutton, interviewed in &lt;i&gt;A Critical Cinema 3&lt;/i&gt;, California UP, 1998, p.246.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In film nothing is deemed so holy that it might or ought to be safeguarded from being absorbed into the general flow of movement. Everything film shows is translated into movement and thereby profaned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Boris Groys, &lt;i&gt;Art Power, &lt;/i&gt;MIT Press, 2008, p.71.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Yes, I've seen &lt;i&gt;Empire&lt;/i&gt; a couple of times. It's an experience, there are many things that happen. At first, when watching the film with other people, everybody's sort of sceptical, they think: this will be so boring, that they will be leaving soon, but at least they have to see something... And then, as time goes by, they begin to relax, to enjoy, to just watch the screen when nothing really much happens. There's some dust, and then, one hour or so into the film, maybe an hour and a half, the light comes up! This huge, incredible event happens when the building lights up. So, of course, everybody applauds, it's a great moment. And then, again, you relax, and you watch, there's some light activity, the building is there, it becomes like a meditation. Those who stay until the end, they all say it is a very meditative, very relaxing, unique experience: just accept what's there, &lt;i&gt;don't ask from it anything&lt;/i&gt;, because the activity is really the most, most minimal. There is nothing else like that in cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--a &lt;a href="http://culture.wnyc.org/articles/features/2011/feb/18/interview-jonas-mekas-empire-cameraman/"&gt;new interview&lt;/a&gt; with Jonas Mekas, about Andy Warhol's &lt;i&gt;Empire&lt;/i&gt; (1964), WNYC, 18.02.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-1472431136379873565?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/1472431136379873565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=1472431136379873565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1472431136379873565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/1472431136379873565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/03/illuminations-5.html' title='Illuminations #5'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TW1riLPk37I/AAAAAAAADhk/bD6Jr2lgYTQ/s72-c/vlcsnap-00019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-5929140030382801434</id><published>2011-02-20T23:10:00.013Z</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:23:47.961+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Realism(s) #12, or: garments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TV7X6hOKWsI/AAAAAAAADcw/_aV2jOhz4a8/s800/lodz.jpg*" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Łódź Symphony&lt;/i&gt; - Peter Hutton, 1993, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://vinylisheavy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;[&lt;a href="http://vinylisheavy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ryland&lt;/a&gt; asked me to contribute a little something to &amp;amp;review&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; —&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.andreview.com/issue_4_contributions.html"&gt;here it is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;This text is for a video extract, about the curtain above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://vinylisheavy.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-cover-ourselves-our-cities.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Update &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;— now in print!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Too often nowadays, we receive movies in degraded form. We might get to see more, but what we see in them lacks light and weight — it's getting more difficult to talk about anything material. But sometimes objects retain something of their real mass. An instance here, in a shot at the end of a film by Peter Hutton. It's a third-hand encode, but for once, in the curl of fabric, there's a memory of ribboned film, the pastness of an event:&lt;i&gt; '...for we see that everything grows less and seems to melt away with the lapse of time and withdraw its old age from our eyes. And yet we see no diminution in the sum of things'&lt;/i&gt; (Lucretius).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The film's about the city of Łódź, its everyday sights and sounds: streets, walls, industry, workers, vagabonds, monuments. Hutton's made many of these on 16mm, portraits of cities, rivers, the sea: always silent, without narrative, never minimalist. Occasionally they're projected at festivals or in galleries, but the rest of the time they circulate underground in this basest of forms — unspooling as variable bitrates, not shadowplays. What remains is a mutable image pointed to an opening between two rooms, a camera in one and open to the other. The surface of the screen is greyed, faint, veiled by analogue flickers and colour warp, functioning like gauze. A net curtain billows in the wind, once and twice: at last, a semblance of light, a bleached sheet, a ghost of movement, a travelling of atoms. Clothes, curtains, leaves, they're the only way you can see the wind in movies. And the only way we'll remember them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-5929140030382801434?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/5929140030382801434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=5929140030382801434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5929140030382801434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5929140030382801434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/realisms-12-or-garments.html' title='Realism(s) #12, or: garments'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TV7X6hOKWsI/AAAAAAAADcw/_aV2jOhz4a8/s72-c/lodz.jpg*' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-9030308162116937530</id><published>2011-02-20T20:32:00.031Z</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:37:19.351+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forests #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1RaULAjKEl8/TSsErpJIcoI/AAAAAAAADOg/jfKGNjHNj1g/s800/andrews1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Andrews&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/paintings/thomas-gainsborough-mr-and-mrs-andrews"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Thomas Gainsbrough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;, c.1750, oil on canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In good news, the attempted privatisation of all publicly-owned forests in England that I posted about last year has been &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2011/feb/17/forest-sell-off-abandoned-sorry-caroline-spelman?intcmp=239"&gt;halted&lt;/a&gt;. As &lt;a href="http://saveourforests.co.uk/2011/02/17/government-announce-u-turn-on-forest-proposal/"&gt;others&lt;/a&gt; have &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/feb/18/englands-forests-woods-u-turn-victory#"&gt;pointed out&lt;/a&gt;, it's not a total about-face by the government — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;the 15% of the Forestry Commission's estate that they're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; presently entitled to sell will likely be quietly disposed of after the fuss has died down, and the Commission itself is facing unprecedented cuts (hundreds of redundancies have already &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-12343835"&gt;been announced&lt;/a&gt;). Perhaps most significantly, the &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/earthcomment/geoffrey-lean/8275145/Is-this-David-Camerons-new-role-model.html#" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Public Bodies Bill&lt;/a&gt; is still being forced through Parliament. But, the most audacious ruling class land grab since the enclosures has been resisted, so there's hope that other unhinged neoliberal reforms can be turned on their head as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I'd kept my previous post about the forests &lt;a href="http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/10/forests-9.html" style="font-size: small; "&gt;updated with news&lt;/a&gt;, so perhaps it can serve as a record of how rapidly the underlying ideological motivation for the proposal was exposed, and how quickly it became clear that we were simply looking at an expensive transfer of assets from the public to a wealthy few, enabled by the ruling elite. More hope: a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;s this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;class war waged by the rich intensifies, its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; methods &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;are becoming both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://ridingthirdclass.blogspot.com/2011/02/politics-of-gloss-post-gloss.html"&gt;increasingly desperate&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;far less easy to publicly ignore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— the financial sector, for one, is struggling to keep a lid on its present &lt;a href="http://www.neweconomics.org/press-releases/are-british-banks-getting-billions-in-hidden-subsidies-asks-nef"&gt;subsidised operation&lt;/a&gt; and state-enabled &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/feb/07/tax-city-heist-of-century"&gt;deregulation&lt;/a&gt;.  It has been difficult not to recall Winstanley, writing in 1649, over the last few months: "Was the earth made to preserve a few covetous, proud men to live at ease, and for them to bag and barn up the treasures of the Earth from others, that these may beg or starve in a fruitful land; or was it made to preserve all her children?" Better keep asking — if we don't &lt;a href="http://thereturnofthepublic.wordpress.com/2011/02/10/election-2011/"&gt;get rid of this lot&lt;/a&gt;, it's only the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TVQYyA-_GWI/AAAAAAAADYY/nk91PPG-Zh4/s800/rinr37.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TVQYyjFXFUI/AAAAAAAADYc/Nxgmc0AckLY/s800/rinr38.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt; - Patrick Keiller, 2010, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TWFAMsTvpmI/AAAAAAAADd0/9aumGZOt2bk/s800/sroc3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;via span=""&gt;Pearl Square, Manama, Bahrain, yesterday, via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/maryamalkhawaja"&gt;@maryamalkhawaja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/via&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Just to note — alongside Al Jazeera, Juan Cole's &lt;a href="http://www.juancole.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/3arabawy"&gt;@3arabawy&lt;/a&gt; have been invaluable sources for keeping up with Tunisia, Egypt, and the uprisings spreading across the Middle East and North Africa. As I type, Libya is &lt;a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/news/africa/2011/02/201122014259976293.html"&gt;burning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/verify_controversy?next_url=http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3Dw9p6GQ7S51A"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; from Bahrain. [Update, April 2011 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— &lt;a href="http://www.juancole.com/2011/03/answer-to-glenn-greenwald.html"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juancole.com/2011/03/answer-to-glenn-greenwald.html"&gt;hame on Juan Cole&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thenation.com/article/159449/innocence-liberal-hawk"&gt;other liberal hawks&lt;/a&gt;!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-9030308162116937530?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/9030308162116937530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=9030308162116937530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/9030308162116937530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/9030308162116937530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/forests-11.html' title='Forests #11'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1RaULAjKEl8/TSsErpJIcoI/AAAAAAAADOg/jfKGNjHNj1g/s72-c/andrews1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-856285827225145400</id><published>2011-02-17T00:27:00.020Z</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:00:30.709+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An aside, or: Itinerants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TSsqW9JrILI/AAAAAAAADPY/0LsnuQzv93Y/s640/Etude%20pour%20Le%20Pont%20de%20l%27Europe%20%28Study%20for%20Le%20Pont%20de%20l%27Europe%29%201876%20Gustave%20Caillebotte.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Study for Le Pont de l'Europe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; &lt;a href="http://gandalfsgallery.blogspot.com/2010/04/gustave-caillebotte-study-for-le-pont.html"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Gustave Caillebotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;, 1876, oil on canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TSsq-4DexzI/AAAAAAAADPw/7HnJlV5lsw4/s800/class4.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Klassenverhältnisse&lt;/i&gt; - Straub-Huillet, 1984, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;People sometimes assume that the films' &lt;a href="http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/studies-in-verticality-5-or-stark.html"&gt;Robinson&lt;/a&gt; came from Céline, whereas the name was suggested to me by Kafka’s &lt;i&gt;Amerika&lt;/i&gt;, in which Robinson and Delamarche are a couple of itinerants who describe themselves as out-of-work mechanics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Paul Scofield once sent me a postcard of August Sander's photograph &lt;a href="http://i701.photobucket.com/albums/ww17/m_flanagan/Vagabonds.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Itinerants&lt;/i&gt; (1929)&lt;/a&gt;. In Paul’s absence, I had the idea that one of the two men it depicts slightly resembled him, and perhaps, even more slightly, Harun Farocki, who plays the character Delamarche in &lt;i&gt;Klassenverhältnisse&lt;/i&gt;, Jean-Marie Straub and Danièle Huillet’s adaptation of the novel. In the film, Robinson is played by Manfred Blank, who I thought slightly resembles the other man in Sander’s photograph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In Kafka’s novel, another character says: ‘I don’t even believe that his name is Robinson, for no Irishman was ever called that since Ireland was Ireland.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Patrick Keiller, interviewed by Andrew Stevens, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.3ammagazine.com/3am/the-future-of-landscape-patrick-keiller/"&gt;The Future of Landscape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, July 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TSsq9-q-jcI/AAAAAAAADPo/5so4KiuPPRg/s800/class2.jpg*" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Klassenverhältnisse&lt;/i&gt; - Straub-Huillet, 1984, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TSsoP708ztI/AAAAAAAADPI/4CHEtID2dLw/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-27-02h36m36s18.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Juventude em Marcha&lt;/i&gt; -Pedro Costa, 2006, DV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TVxoQ-RLNrI/AAAAAAAADcA/c_s0ZtpB1Kg/s800/rabbit2.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Rabbit Hunters&lt;/i&gt; - Pedro Costa, 2007, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TVxpAV3ejBI/AAAAAAAADcI/j_96VMRPDbs/s800/vlcsnap-00008.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Juventude em Marcha&lt;/i&gt; -Pedro Costa, 2006, DV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The water is grey and blue, wide as an inlet of the sea. A ray of white light, falling from high in the sky, obliterates this sham scene.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--Rimbaud's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/v20/n15/jeremy-harding/delirium"&gt;The Bridges&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, quoted in Patrick Keiller's &lt;i&gt;London&lt;/i&gt;, 1994.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;"Grasp the world," instead of extracting impressions from it; work with objects, characters, events, in reality, and not in impressions. Kill metaphor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--Deleuze &amp;amp; Guattari, &lt;i&gt;Kafka: Towards a Minor Literature&lt;/i&gt;, Minnesota UP, 1986, p.101.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Well, cinema is, or should be, the art of space. Even though a film exists only if that space is able to become time. But the basic work is space. As Mallarmé said: “Nothing will take place, but the place.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--a new interview with Jean Marie-Straub: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lux.org.uk/blog/speaking-revolutions-too-early-too-late"&gt;Speaking of Revolutions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, October 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TVwhEtUPclI/AAAAAAAADas/ztQA6Ia_gNI/s800/class5.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TVwhJJglPwI/AAAAAAAADaw/gV0hNr6_McY/s800/class6.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Klassenverhältnisse&lt;/i&gt; - Straub-Huillet, 1984, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-856285827225145400?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/856285827225145400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=856285827225145400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/856285827225145400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/856285827225145400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/aside-or-itinerants.html' title='An aside, or: Itinerants'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TSsqW9JrILI/AAAAAAAADPY/0LsnuQzv93Y/s72-c/Etude%20pour%20Le%20Pont%20de%20l%27Europe%20%28Study%20for%20Le%20Pont%20de%20l%27Europe%29%201876%20Gustave%20Caillebotte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-8215646545784039458</id><published>2011-02-05T00:31:00.019Z</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:12:45.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUvw7pBAnZI/AAAAAAAADVA/iqiz01xNAu4/s640/rinr15.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;By the end of the month, the price of oil had dropped below $125 a barrel. In the previous six months, the price of arable land had risen by 32% to nearly £14,500 a hectare. After increases in prices of agricultural commodities, the price of wheat had doubled in the year to March [2008]. There had been riots in Egypt and several other countries. In the UK there were 2.1 million hectares of wheat, a 14% increase in the previous year. Sample yields gave early indications of a record harvest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Though cultivated in Britain for over 3000 years, field beans were grown in the UK mainly for animal feed. Field beans for human consumption were exported, mostly to Egypt, to be used in a variety of dishes, especially during Ramadan. Wheat has been domesticated for at least 10,000 years. It is the UK’s predominant crop, one of the world’s three major staples. In an average year, the UK grew about 15 million tonnes of wheat, of which about 25% was exported. About 40% of the crop was used as animal feed, much of it for cattle. Only the best wheat could be sold at a higher price for milling. Milling wheat was typically about a third of the total harvest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Despite record yields with the falling price and steep increases in the costs of fertiliser and fuel, farmers would find it difficult to make much profit from their wheat, unless they could sell the grain for milling. The better-prepared had pre-sold part of their crop already, and prices were higher earlier in the year. If the wheat were harvested when damp, drying would add 15% to the cost of its production, and less would be sold as suitable for milling. In the middle of August, farmers began to cut their crops, despite there being no sign of any prolonged improvement in the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;At the end of August, the harvest was still only about half-complete. In some parts of the country it continued until the end of September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, 2010, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;narration by Patrick Keiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUwYKhMwScI/AAAAAAAADWU/nbljmqlX2aM/s800/rinr26.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUvw8tvsbTI/AAAAAAAADVI/WwD0LT_wZKU/s640/rinr17.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUvw716UQ7I/AAAAAAAADVE/HUOSbFWw618/s640/rinr16.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt; - Patrick Keiller, 2010, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;From about late 2006, a lot of financial firms — banks and hedge funds and others — realised that there was really no more profit to be made in the US housing market, and they were looking for new avenues of investment. Commodities became one of the big ones: food, minerals, gold, oil. And so you had more and more of this financial activity entering those activities, and you find that the price then starts rising. And once, of course, the price starts rising a little bit, then it becomes more and more profitable for others to enter. So what was a trickle in late 2006 becomes a flood from early 2007. [...] You have a massive expansion. It sounds incredible, but world rice prices increased by 320% between January 2007 and June 2008. So in just 18 months you have tripling of world rice prices. World wheat prices go up by 240%, maize prices by 218%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Jayati Ghosh, 05.05.2010. Cited in WDM's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wdm.org.uk/food-speculation/great-hunger-lottery"&gt;The Great Hunger Lottery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, July 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The FAO Cereal Price Index averaged 245 points in January, up 3% from December and the highest since July 2008, but still 11% below its peak in April 2008. The increase in January mostly reflected continuing increases in international prices of wheat and maize, amid tightening supplies, while rice prices fell slightly, as the timing coincides with the harvesting of main crops in major exporting countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.fao.org/news/story/en/item/50519/icode/"&gt;updated FAO Food Price Index&lt;/a&gt;, 03.02.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;World food prices surged to a fresh record high in January for the seventh consecutive month.The UN Food and Agriculture Organisation in Rome said its food price index averaged 230.7 points last month and was up 3.4% from December, marking the highest level since the organisation started measuring food prices in 1990. It topped the high of 224.1 hit in June 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;All food commodity prices showed strong gains last month, except meat, which remained unchanged. "The new figures clearly show that the upward pressure on world food prices is not abating," said FAO economist and grains expert Abdolreza Abbassian. "These high prices are likely to persist in the months to come. High food prices are of major concern especially for low-income food deficit countries that may face problems in financing food imports and for poor households which spend a large share of their income on food."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;He added: "The only encouraging factor so far stems from a number of countries, where – due to good harvests – domestic prices of some of the food staples remain low compared to world prices."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Cereal prices were up 3% from December and the highest since July 2008, but still 11% below their peak in April 2008. The recent rises in wheat prices are one factor that triggered the growing unrest in Egypt, and the recent protests in Tunisia. Egypt is the world's largest wheat importer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2011/feb/03/food-prices-new-record-high"&gt;The Guardian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 03.02.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUtEmgGpJsI/AAAAAAAADUk/tj0-j6GGhhU/s800/vlcsnap-2011-02-03-10h42m08s179.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUwUQCS2w8I/AAAAAAAADV8/oy2JUMZHuNw/s640/vlcsnap-2011-02-04-14h53m35s81.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUtEmfH1roI/AAAAAAAADUg/PgFy4I17LRI/s640/vlcsnap-2011-02-03-10h41m40s153.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Since 1991, the year Egypt yoked itself to an IMF structural adjustment programme and embarked on a series of wide-ranging economic reforms, the country has been something of a poster child for neoliberal economists who point to its remarkable levels of annual GDP growth as proof that "Washington consensus" blueprints for the developing world can work. Coming on the back of an economic crisis precipitated partly by profligate government spending on arms sales (subsidised by US aid), the regime of President Hosni Mubarak signed up to an IMF loan that was conditional on economic liberalisation. Those conditions – relaxed price controls, reduced subsidies, an opening up of trade – were met with gleeful abandon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Ever since, the country has been subject to successive waves of neoliberal reform. In 1996 a huge privatisation drive kicked off – resulting in sham sales to public banks and regime cronies, a rapid deterioration of working conditions and a wave of strikes so powerful that one analyst labelled it the largest social movement seen in the Middle East in half a century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Then 2004 brought a new cabinet which swiftly cut the top rate of tax from 42% to 20%, leaving multimillionaires paying exactly the same proportion of their income into government coffers as those on an annual salary of less than £500. Special economic zones were created, foreign investment reached dizzying heights ($13bn in 2008) and, in the past three years, economic growth has clocked in at a consistently high 7%. The minimum wage, incidentally, has remained fixed at less than £4 a month throughout. The global business community applauded Mubarak's rule as "bold", "impressive" and "prudent".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;So Egypt is now a glitzier, more prosperous land with pharaonic-style riches to match its pharaonic-style leader (now entering his 29th year in power). Except, as the GAFI report inconveniently points out, 90% of the country has yet to see any of the bounty. Foreign investment has been largely channelled into sectors like finance and gas which create few new jobs. While national resources like natural gas have been sold at subsidised rates to the tycoon owners of iron and fertiliser factories, the cost of ordinary commodities like bread and cooking oil has spiralled. In fact since the IMF began hauling Egypt's economy into modernity, Egyptians have got steadily and dramatically poorer: when structural adjustment began 20% of the population were living on less than (inflation-adjusted) $2 a day; today, that figure stands at 44%. In the past decade, when GDP growth was at its strongest, absolute poverty has climbed from 16.7% to almost 20%. Chomsky called neoliberalism "capitalism with the gloves off"; it's hard, looking at this jumble of statistics, to discern anything but a shameless hit-and-run job perpetrated by a tiny band of Egypt's business elite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Jack Shenker, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2009/nov/08/egypt-imf"&gt;The Guardian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 08.09.2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The Nasserist state, for all its flaws, gained legitimacy because it was seen as a state for the mass of Egyptians, whether abroad or domestically. The present regime is widely seen in Egypt as a state for the others – for the US, Israel, France and the UK – and as a state for the few – the Neoliberal nouveau riche. Islam plays no role in this analysis because it is not an independent variable. Muslim movements have served to protest the withdrawal of the state from its responsibilities, and to provide services. But they are a symptom, not the cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Juan Cole, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juancole.com/2011/01/egypts-class-conflict.html"&gt;Egypt's Class Struggle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 30.01.11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUwUPsfGDyI/AAAAAAAADV4/tJocSI03J0E/s800/vlcsnap-2011-02-03-10h42m40s241.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Film socialisme&lt;/i&gt; - Jean-Luc Godard, 2010, DV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-8215646545784039458?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/8215646545784039458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=8215646545784039458&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8215646545784039458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/8215646545784039458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/history-lessons-3.html' title='History Lesson(s) #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUvw7pBAnZI/AAAAAAAADVA/iqiz01xNAu4/s72-c/rinr15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-5796526906346417321</id><published>2011-02-04T23:47:00.010Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:04:08.447Z</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s) #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUmjDXMrP6I/AAAAAAAADSs/F5nH7KLu9Sg/s800/rinr5.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;On April 20th [2008], he walked to Launton, near Bicester, in search of the site where a meteorite fell on February 15th, 1830. 1830 was a year of revolutions, in France and Belgium, and in England, where the Captain Swing riots began at the end of August and continued through the Autumn. On September 15th, the Liverpool to Manchester railway was inaugurated. The monument was halfway up Poundon Hill, on the site of a former diplomatic service wireless transmitter used by the Special Operations Executive during World War II. But it was not meant to commemorate the meteorite. It was a millennium milepost on a cycle route to Cambridge, one of the thousand funded by the Royal Bank of Scotland. RBS was the world’s largest bank. In the previous day’s paper he had read about its weak capital position. It was then the most vulnerable major bank in Europe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, 2010, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;narration by Patrick Keiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUnHNyUGHwI/AAAAAAAADTg/oqTV2vdnshM/s640/rinr10.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUnEKlDbAlI/AAAAAAAADTQ/nTKRjDRHI_U/s800/rinr9.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;An odd thing occurred this week. Britain’s national debt jumped by £1.3 trillion, virtually 100% of GDP, and hardly anyone paid attention. The bad news was crowded out by the surprise 0.5% drop in national output in the last quarter of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;There was reason to this apparent insouciance. What happened was that the figures published by the Office for National Statistics (ONS) finally caught up with the huge banking bail-outs of late 2008, when the government took effective control of Royal Bank of Scotland (RBS) and Lloyds Banking Group (LBG) by injecting big slugs of capital into them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Yet even if this was a chronicle of a debt foretold, it is worthy of note. Even in these troubled times it is not every day that the national statisticians of any country reveal a near trebling in debt. Before the banking rescues in October 2008 net public debt stood at £742 billion, equivalent to 52% of GDP. By the end of the year it had soared to £2,070 billion, worth 147% of GDP, according to the report published on January 25th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The ONS had already included in its previous public-debt figures Northern Rock, a mortgage lender that was eventually nationalised after suffering Britain’s first bank run for over a century. Together with Bradford &amp;amp; Bingley, another former building society that was rescued, that had added around £130 billion to the nation’s liabilities. But these mortgage banks were minnows compared with RBS and LBG, which put a further £1.3 trillion on to the public balance-sheet. Following its ill-fated takeover of the Dutch bank ABN AMRO, RBS had become the world’s biggest bank by size of balance-sheet while the shotgun wedding between relatively healthy Lloyds TSB and ailing HBOS during the banking crisis had created in LBG a domestic behemoth controlling around 30% of mortgage lending and current accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/blogs/blighty/2011/01/britains_public_debt"&gt;The Economist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 28.01.2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUmf_kJxYBI/AAAAAAAADSY/dKdju5ugtRY/s640/rinr2.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUmf95QA3RI/AAAAAAAADSQ/bzlh1FfA-Uc/s640/rinr3.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In New York, at least three major banks were known to be at risk of failure. A few days earlier, the two largest US mortgage finance corporations, with $5 trillion worth of loans, had been taken into public ownership to save them from collapse. In the early hours of Monday, September 15th, after a weekend of frantic negotiations between US and UK bankers and the federal reserve, Lehman Brothers announced that it would file for bankruptcy. A few hours earlier, Merrill Lynch had agreed to be taken over by Bank of America for only $50 billion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;On Monday morning, stock markets began falling. By 9 a.m. in London, the share price of HBOS, the UK’s biggest mortgage lender, had fallen by 34%. The spokesman for the company stressed that “HBOS is a strong financial institution.” During the afternoon at a White House press briefing, the US Treasury secretary Henry Paulson assured the public they could remain confident in the “soundness and resilience” of the financial system. By the end of Monday’s trading, oil prices had dropped by more than $5 a barrel, wheat futures were up 3.2%, and gold had risen by more than $28 an ounce. On Monday evening, the US authorities agreed a $20 billion emergency loan to the insurer AIG, after its share price had fallen by 63% during the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;On Tuesday, markets in Asia that had been closed on Monday fell rapidly in early trading. In London, HBOS’s share price continued falling – a spokesman claimed the bank was strong and “well-capitalised”, and there were calls for government intervention to stop hedge funds from short-selling the bank’s shares. In New York, when the markets opened, AIG’s share price fell again, by 30%. Late that night, the US government agreed to give AIG $85 billion in return for a 79.9% stake in the company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;On Wednesday morning in London, HBOS began merger talks with Lloyds TSB. In Moscow, the government regulators suspended  trading on the two main stock exchanges. The Bank of England announced it would extend its emergency lending scheme for UK banks. In New York, gold closed up $70, one of the largest one-day increases on record. At seven o’clock on Thursday morning, Lloyds’s takeover of HBOS was announced to the City; shares continued to fall, and gold rose another $30. Six of the world’s largest central banks together offered $180 billion to overcome the scarcity of funds in short-term dollar markets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;On Friday, the world’s stock markets stopped falling. Government intervention had averted the financial system’s immediate collapse. But the US and UK’s deteriorating performance was reported daily. While the turbulence had subsided, it seemed likely there would soon be more. With the state having intervened on such an unprecedented scale, it seemed possible to imagine for a moment that this was no ordinary crisis, and that some larger historic shift might be occurring.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, 2010, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;narration by Patrick Keiller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUyLRff-zHI/AAAAAAAADXY/sdJaMmzfwfs/s640/rinr35.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUnuXsF4UWI/AAAAAAAADT0/4kclzGN7_w8/s640/rinr12.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Underneath all reason lies delirium, drift. Everything is rational in capitalism, except capital or capitalism itself. The stock market is certainly rational; one can understand it, study it, the capitalists know how to use it, and yet it is completely delirious, it's mad. It is in this sense that we say: &lt;i&gt;the rational is always the rationality of an irrational&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Gilles Deleuze, &lt;a href="http://www.generation-online.org/p/fpdeleuze7.htm"&gt;from "Capitalism: A Very Special Delirium"&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Chaosophy&lt;/i&gt;, Semiotext(e), 1995.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;As a surrealist, Robinson believed that designers of artefacts should seek to emulate the morphogenesis of life forms, and pursue this and similar questions in encounters with flowers. He inclined to biophilia, the love of life and living systems, having discovered Lynn Margulis’s view that symbiotic relationships between organisms, often of different philia, are a primary force in evolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, 2010, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;narration by Patrick Keiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In particular there is this idea that there is something natural about markets. As [Edmund] Burke said, there are the laws of commerce which are the laws of nature which are the laws of God. And still, every morning on the Today programme we are confronted with the same assumption, that the market is natural and that anything else is intervention and is artificial, which is clearly nonsense, it's just absurd. I mean, you don't have to think about it from the point of view of a foxglove to think of it as being absurd, but maybe that helps a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Patrick Keiller, interviewed by Daniel Trilling, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newstatesman.com/blogs/cultural-capital/2010/11/robinson-film-landscape-idea"&gt;Politics and the English Countryside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, 24.11.2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUv0XoW2aEI/AAAAAAAADVs/HupyNGftT_0/s800/rinr23.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUvw8zu2fsI/AAAAAAAADVM/k3DwAAr070w/s800/rinr18.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUyLRFPS4jI/AAAAAAAADXU/mkh6LDlrn9g/s640/rinr34.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUv0WqxYPmI/AAAAAAAADVo/LwHj200kQ7c/s640/rinr22.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUvw9VtLQlI/AAAAAAAADVQ/NwCS3oGa-FI/s640/rinr19.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUmjDzsAEhI/AAAAAAAADSw/nQiWoVJlmA4/s640/rinr6.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUxE6zlbIfI/AAAAAAAADW8/0XjrJxduaJg/s640/rinr31.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUyLP9SSh9I/AAAAAAAADXQ/mpMp3F0qqb8/s800/rinr33.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When we hear early on in the film that Robinson has made contact with a series of “non-human intelligences”, we initially suspect that he has finally succumbed to madness. Yet the “non-human intelligences” turn out to be not the extra-terrestrials of a florid pulp-science-fiction-inspired psychosis, but the intra-terrestrial life forms that an ecological awareness reveals growing with a silent stubbornness that matches the brute tenacity of capitalism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Mark Fisher, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bfi.org.uk/sightandsound/feature/49663"&gt;English Pastoral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, November 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We have indeed secreted a human age out of ourselves as spiders secrete their webs: an immense, all-encompassing ceiling of secularity which shuts down visibility on all sides even as it absorbs all the formerly natural elements in its habitat, transmuting them into its own man-made substance. Yet within this horizon of immanence we wander as alien as tribal people, or as visitors from outer space, admiring its unimaginably complex and fragile filigree and recoiling from its bottomless potholes, lounging against a rainwall of exotic and artificial plants or else agonising among poisonous colours and lethal stems we were not taught to avoid. The world of the human age is an aesthetic pretext for grinding terror or pathological ecstasy, and in its cosmos, all of it drawn from the very fibres of our own being and at one with every post-natural cell more alien to us than nature itself, we continue murmuring Kant’s old questions – What can I know? What should I do? What may I hope? – under a starry heaven no more responsive than a mirror or a spaceship, not understanding that they require the adjunct of an ugly and bureaucratic representational qualification: what can I know in this system? What should I do in this world &lt;i&gt;completely invented by me?&lt;/i&gt; What can I hope for alone in an &lt;i&gt;altogether human age?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Fredric Jameson, &lt;i&gt;Valences of the Dialectic&lt;/i&gt;, Verso, 2009, p. 608.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUv0Vb6kG_I/AAAAAAAADVg/3rVxwf-OY-U/s800/rinr20.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUv0WP6FPOI/AAAAAAAADVk/95Q21fC1DWU/s800/rinr21.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt; - Patrick Keiller, 2010, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-5796526906346417321?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/5796526906346417321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=5796526906346417321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5796526906346417321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/5796526906346417321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/history-lessons-2.html' title='History Lesson(s) #2'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TUmjDXMrP6I/AAAAAAAADSs/F5nH7KLu9Sg/s72-c/rinr5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-395940154008917627</id><published>2011-02-04T18:53:00.013Z</published><updated>2011-12-19T05:44:31.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Studies in Verticality #5, or: stark utopia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOXD0aALZMI/AAAAAAAAC7I/mdiqvTDA-OA/s800/pk1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefutureoflandscape.wordpress.com/notes-1/"&gt;I - 07.07.2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOXCXc80hDI/AAAAAAAAC68/uzDOHDwzk-0/s800/2567448128_1a257c15d1_z.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/flintham/2567448128/"&gt;II - 09.08.2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I. The site of the impact of the Wold Cottage meteorite, the first recorded in Britain (on 13th December, 1795), photographed by Patrick Keiller. The monument dedicated to "this extraordinary stone, in breadth 28 inches, in length 36 inches" was built by Edward Topham in 1899.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;II. Nelson's Needle, Portsmouth, photographed by Matthew Flintham, whose PhD thesis formed part of an &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;AHRC-funded project, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;'The Future of Landscape and the Moving Image', that enabled the writing and filming of Keiller's Robinson in Ruins (2010). Keiller's film is one of the most vital reflections on "the problem of England", here the crisis of its capitalism, since he last made one. A few notes as to why:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M_4xnYADa08/TiLPJW9joBI/AAAAAAAAEmk/0ahLib048DE/s800/vlcsnap-00541.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;"It is a journey to the end of the world."&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--&lt;/i&gt;the first words of &lt;i&gt;London&lt;/i&gt;, 1994, narration by Patrick Keiller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The Victory, Nelson's flagship, is preserved at Portsmouth, and is the principal monument of the 18th century British Navy (the largest industrial unit of its day in the Western world), on whose supremacy was built the capitalism of the land, finance and commercial services centred on the city of London, and which dominates the economy of the South of England. Those of us aesthetes who view the passing of the visible industrial economy with regret, and who long for an authenticity of appearance based on manufacturing and innovative modern design, are inclined to view this English culture as a bizarre and damaging anachronism. But if so, it is not an unsuccessful one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Space&lt;/i&gt;, 1997, narration by Patrick Keiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;[Robinson] had read that one of the factors that had enabled industrial capitalism to develop first in England was the mobility of the previously settled agricultural workforce. Such labour market flexibility however derived not from any Anglo-Saxon customary freedoms, but from government legislation, an act to prevent the removal of poor persons until they shall actually become chargeable. The 1795 amendment to the Settlement Act: "in the interest of freeing hands to go where burgeoning capitalist enterprise needed them most." That same year, a meteorite fell in Yorkshire, which confirmed the reality of meteorites, and led Robinson to conclude that a meteorite fall necessarily coincides with an event of major historical significance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, 2010, narration by Patrick Keiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matter&lt;/i&gt;, having received into itself individuality, form, as is the case with the heavenly bodies, has ceased to be abstract individuality; it has become concrete individuality, universality. In the meteors, therefore, abstract-individual self-consciousness is met by its contradiction, shining in its materialised form, the universal which has become existence and nature. Hence it recognises in the meteors its deadly enemy, and it ascribes to them, as Epicurus does, all the anxiety and confusion of men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Karl Marx, &lt;i&gt;The Difference Between the Democritean and Epicurean Philosophy of Nature&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.marxists.org/archive/marx/works/1841/dr-theses/ch08.htm"&gt;doctoral dissertation&lt;/a&gt;, 1841.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;He was reading Karl Polanyi's &lt;i&gt;The Great Transformation&lt;/i&gt;, published in 1944, which located the origin of twentieth century catastrophe in the development of market society in England. Polanyi accorded great significance to the system of poor relief, devised by the Berkshire magistrates on May 6th, 1795, at the Pelican Inn, in Speenhamland, a part of Newbury. The system guaranteed a minimum income linked to the price of bread, which had risen steeply. It offered landless agricultural workers some protection from the displacement intended by the changes to the settlement act. Polanyi argued that laissez-faire was planned, whereas Speenhamland was society's spontaneous reaction to the disasters that were accompanying its imposition. "The idea of a self-adjusting market," he wrote, "implied a stark utopia. Such an institution could not exist for any length of time without annihilating the human and natural substance of society."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Robinson in Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, 2010, narration by Patrick Keiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;It seems to be easier for us today to imagine the thoroughgoing deterioration of the earth and of nature than the breakdown of late capitalism; perhaps that is due to some weakness in our imaginations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Fredric Jameson, quoted by Keiller at the beginning of &lt;i&gt;Robinson of Ruins&lt;/i&gt;, from &lt;i&gt;The Seeds of Time&lt;/i&gt;, Columbia UP, 1996, p.xi&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I recently came across a description, in Kitty Hauser’s &lt;i&gt;Bloody old Britain&lt;/i&gt;, of O.G.S. Crawford’s photography: "Like photographers of the New Objectivity, clarity was his goal. Like them, he favoured stark contrasts, with no blurring or mistiness. His focus, like theirs, was on the object or the scene in front of him, which it was his aim to illuminate as clearly as he could. [...] It was commitment that lit up his photographs [...] Such photographs suggest a love of the world that was almost mystical in its intensity." I had forgotten that photography is often motivated by utopian or ideological imperatives, both as a critique of the world, and to demonstrate the possibility of creating a better one, even if only by improving the quality of the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Patrick Keiller, "Landscape and Cinematography", &lt;i&gt;Cultural Geographies&lt;/i&gt; 16, 2009, p.413.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;It would be best, perhaps, to think of an alternate world — better to say the alternate world, our alternate world — as one contiguous with ours but without any connection or access to it. Then, from time to time, like a diseased eyeball in which disturbing flashes of light are perceived or like those baroque sunbursts in which rays from another world suddenly break into this one, we are reminded that Utopia exists and that other systems, other spaces, are still possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--the final words of Frederic Jameson's &lt;i&gt;Valences of the Dialectic&lt;/i&gt;, Verso, 2009, p.612.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-395940154008917627?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/395940154008917627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=395940154008917627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/395940154008917627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/395940154008917627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/02/studies-in-verticality-5-or-stark.html' title='Studies in Verticality #5, or: stark utopia'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOXD0aALZMI/AAAAAAAAC7I/mdiqvTDA-OA/s72-c/pk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-7980874330735982338</id><published>2011-01-15T01:53:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:16:52.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TTCKVDDpKwI/AAAAAAAADQY/aXaUUBmZRwY/s800/vlcsnap-2010-12-25-00h15m37s80.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/politics/2011/jan/10/banks-unlimited-bonuses-ministers"&gt;---&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;And yet, that's how everything was done. At the appropriate time, when investigations on account of embezzled money were threatening, one always repeated the threat of the foul air from below, mumbled something about revolution, made a vague gesture in the direction of the suburbs. The police understood then, and became more tactful. An incidental mention of the hungry masses (in terse military prose), and the Senate hailed again. One was naturally against this stinking tide oneself; one wiped off with disgust the dirt that had splashed on one's toga. One knew that they would use their 'liberation' to set their crippled bastards on the Vestal Virgins' laps, to grow radishes instead of chrysanthemums in the glasshouses, to seal the holes in their barracks with priceless Greek canvases, to shit on grammar — always excused by a couple of literati on account of their neglected education. One knew, all that; one had Greek culture. One knew, but one had to make politics. One made politics until in the end one had got the deluge into the curia, or at least its foam; by no means the hungry peasants, only their tormentors, the usurers. By no means the bankrupt artisans, only the mortgage-holders. No, the gentleman didn't forget 'misery', the great Democrat remembered the 'despair of the pauperised'. What else could he have blackmailed the pauperisers with? The Senate was too small. It had to be enlarged. The privileged robbers were too few; they had to be supplemented by unprivileged robbers. Under the threatening eye of the dictator, those to whom their police had brought the stolen goods shook hands with those who had fetched them for themselves. What of the leprosy one had promised to keep down, to exclude, to decimate, for so many sealed envelopes? Now was it not somewhat decimated when it streamed into the curia? Was it not only a small part of all the leprosy? It was surely only that part of the leprosy that could jingle with money. A very small part. But strong. And loud. One must shout if one wants to bargain. Look at his Senate: a market hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--The writer Vastius Alder; &lt;i&gt;The Business Affairs of Mr. Julius Caesar&lt;/i&gt;, a novel fragment by Bertolt Brecht, written between 1937-39. Translated in the scenario for Jean-Marie Straub &amp;amp; Danièle Huillet's &lt;i&gt;History Lessons&lt;/i&gt; [1972] published in &lt;i&gt;Screen&lt;/i&gt; 17.1, 1976, p.70-71.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[An addendum to my brief contribution to &lt;a href="http://mubi.com/notebook/posts/2712"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, while it's on my mind.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-7980874330735982338?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/7980874330735982338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=7980874330735982338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7980874330735982338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/7980874330735982338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2011/01/history-lessons.html' title='History Lesson(s)'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TTCKVDDpKwI/AAAAAAAADQY/aXaUUBmZRwY/s72-c/vlcsnap-2010-12-25-00h15m37s80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-2755819500876581682</id><published>2010-12-27T22:24:00.017Z</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:55:31.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An aside, or: O somma luce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TRj-0qFQ9RI/AAAAAAAADL8/6qAHU7GsiAI/s640/vlcsnap-2010-12-27-16h44m14s125.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TRjd5uc2mwI/AAAAAAAADLc/h-I3Filiy1w/s640/vlcsnap-2010-12-27-16h48m35s177.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where are you? Dazzled, drunken my soul grows faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And dark with so much gladness; for even now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I listened while, too rich in golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sounds, the enrapturing youth, the sun-god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intoned his evening hymn on a heavenly lyre;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All round the hills and forests re-echoed it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though far from here — to pious nations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who still revere him — by now he's journeyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--ode by Friedrich Hölderlin, 1797-99, &lt;a href="http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=Di_xB6JaJjoC&amp;amp;dq=inauthor:%22Friedrich+H%C3%B6lderlin%22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=q84ZTc2TDMSZhQfii8G3Dg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=8&amp;amp;ved=0CE0Q6AEwBw"&gt;S&lt;i&gt;elected Poems &amp;amp; Fragments&lt;/i&gt;, p.17&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O eternal Light, abiding in yourself alone,&lt;br /&gt;knowing yourself alone, and, known to yourself,&lt;br /&gt;and knowing, loving and smiling on yourself!&lt;br /&gt;That circling which, thus conceived,&lt;br /&gt;appeared in you as light's reflection,&lt;br /&gt;once my eyes had gazed on it a while, seemed,&lt;br /&gt;within itself and in its very color,&lt;br /&gt;to be painted with our likeness,&lt;br /&gt;so that my sight was all absorbed in it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like the geometer who fully applies himself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to square the circle and, for all his thought,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cannot discover the principle he lacks,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;such was I at that strange new sight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tried to see how the image fit the circle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and how it found its where in it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But my wings had not sufficed for that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;had not my mind been struck by a bolt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;of lightning that granted what I asked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here my exalted vision lost its power.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But now my will and my desire, like wheels revolving&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;with an even motion, were turning with&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Love that moves the sun and all the other stars.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--Dante, &lt;a href="http://etcweb.princeton.edu/dante/pdp/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paradiso&lt;/i&gt; XXXIII, 124-145&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-2755819500876581682?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/2755819500876581682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=2755819500876581682&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/2755819500876581682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/2755819500876581682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/12/aside-or-o-somma-luce.html' title='An aside, or: O somma luce'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TRj-0qFQ9RI/AAAAAAAADL8/6qAHU7GsiAI/s72-c/vlcsnap-2010-12-27-16h44m14s125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3142412939733852882</id><published>2010-12-14T00:49:00.024Z</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:45:30.494Z</updated><title type='text'>No comment #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TQVS7YcdrGI/AAAAAAAADG4/IMuC_Lt3AvI/s640/rabbit1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timeshighereducation.co.uk/story.asp?sectioncode=26&amp;amp;storycode=414573&amp;amp;c=2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timeshighereducation.co.uk/story.asp?sectioncode=26&amp;amp;storycode=414573&amp;amp;c=2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://codepoetics.com/poetix/node/31"&gt;&lt;b&gt;II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TQa9-kr_8EI/AAAAAAAADHs/BpdzGALfjCc/s800/spectres.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, the noise we made, the streets we marched, the kettles we dodged (&lt;a href="http://www.newstatesman.com/blogs/laurie-penny/2010/12/young-protesters-police"&gt;and didn't&lt;/a&gt;), the MPs we lobbied, the universities we've occupied (almost fifty now;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;send solidarity to &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ExeterOccupied"&gt;my own&lt;/a&gt;), didn't make enough difference. The motion to increase tuition fees and marketise higher education &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/2010/dec/09/tuition-fees-vote-government-wins-narrow-victory"&gt;has been passed&lt;/a&gt; (for now), and there's no sign yet of a reversal of plans to &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/education-11971164"&gt;scrap EMA&lt;/a&gt;. We expected this to happen, and it certainly wasn't a defeat, or the signal for quietus. Many have said that this is the end of the beginning, for good reason &lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt; banners of 'apathy is dead' have been held aloft, and their warning is simple: we know that there's more to fight, that there are alliances to build, and now we're at least prepared. The protests of the last month have not simply been about resisting the neoliberal university but rather the government's erosion of (what remains of) the welfare state, and the bait-and-switch &lt;a href="http://www.newleftproject.org/index.php/site/article_comments/necessity_or_ideology_the_cuts_in_context/"&gt;ideology&lt;/a&gt; of its method. As the rug is being pulled from under our feet, our generation (or, our class) is learning how to mobilise. Richard Seymour &lt;a href="http://leninology.blogspot.com/2010/11/biggest-student-rebellion-since-68_24.html"&gt;said it best&lt;/a&gt;: 'The Tories had no idea what they were doing when they started this. They might have expected unpopularity and protests. But what they're doing is raising a whole generation of militants.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;don't want to comment here on the tactics of the police or the mainstream media over the last month (&lt;a href="http://k-punk.abstractdynamics.org/archives/011747.html"&gt;except this&lt;/a&gt;), so instead here's the &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/society/2010/dec/13/poorest-councils-face-biggest-cuts"&gt;latest attack&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;— &lt;/i&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hey're coming thick and fast. Many of the images and words I've posted here during the past year have been fights for new realities, and it should never be easy to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; retreat from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;those battles when they take to the streets (which is where they little choice but to be). I'll return to cinema soon &lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt; art is only a more direct vision of reality, after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3142412939733852882?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3142412939733852882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3142412939733852882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3142412939733852882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3142412939733852882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-comment-3.html' title='No comment #3'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TQVS7YcdrGI/AAAAAAAADG4/IMuC_Lt3AvI/s72-c/rabbit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-4613736952346283430</id><published>2010-11-28T21:54:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:55:02.038+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Studies in Verticality #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TPK6ai-aJWI/AAAAAAAADEI/fZTGkKUjpyY/s800/wh2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;West Highgate Cemetery, earlier today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;There are better reasons for going here than to look at the grave of Karl Marx. This is the creepiest place in London; no Dickensian stretch of the river can match this calculated exercise in stucco horror, now itself decomposing. The entrance is well downhill in Swain's Lane, and at first the landscape is ordinary. But as you wind up the hill it becomes more and more overgrown, choked in winter by dead fronds with an unnerving resemblance to Spanish moss. The landscape looks less and less like London, more and more like Louisiana. Then, with a shock like a bloodcurdling scream, the Egyptian entrance shows up. Beyond it, the Catacombs, a sunken rotunda lined with stucco-faced vaults, gently deliquescent, crumbling away. Inside them, coffins on ledges. A familiar name like Carl Rosa on one of the vaults seems to accentuate the terror. Nothing seems real but death at its greyest and clammiest. The cemetery closes well before dark, and a good job too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--Ian Nairn, &lt;i&gt;Nairn's London&lt;/i&gt; [Penguin, 1966], p. 212.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-4613736952346283430?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/4613736952346283430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=4613736952346283430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4613736952346283430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/4613736952346283430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/studies-in-verticality-4.html' title='Studies in Verticality #4'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TPK6ai-aJWI/AAAAAAAADEI/fZTGkKUjpyY/s72-c/wh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3599634901084029487</id><published>2010-11-21T23:57:00.011Z</published><updated>2011-07-08T14:25:44.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An aside, or: utopia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOhxg_RyhMI/AAAAAAAAC8o/Pcsg4K9Okvw/s800/5085936684_ff31291599_z.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fox Hill, Upper Norwood&lt;/i&gt; - Camille Pissarro, 1870, oil on canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;England, like France, is rotten to the core. She knows only one art, the art of throwing sand in your eyes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--Camille Pissarro, 1883; quoted in Patrick Keiller's &lt;i&gt;Norwood&lt;/i&gt;, 1983.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When Apollinaire arrives in London in 1901, his description of the South London suburbs, seen from the train, is of 'wounds bleeding in the fog...'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--Patrick Keiller, &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tateetc/issue3/riverofdreams.htm"&gt;in conversation with John House&lt;/a&gt;, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOmqtb74UgI/AAAAAAAADAU/N7Lbut9_Fr8/s800/Nocturne%20in%20grey%20and%20gold%20%5B2%5D%20by%20Whistler.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nocturne in Grey &amp;amp; Gold: Chelsea Snow &lt;/i&gt;- J. A. M. Whistler, 1876, oil on canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3599634901084029487?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3599634901084029487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3599634901084029487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3599634901084029487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3599634901084029487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/aside-or-utopia.html' title='An aside, or: utopia'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOhxg_RyhMI/AAAAAAAAC8o/Pcsg4K9Okvw/s72-c/5085936684_ff31291599_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6652166243354200782</id><published>2010-11-16T00:25:00.038Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:15.797Z</updated><title type='text'>No comment #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOFtkAuvpdI/AAAAAAAAC5U/17a0-kd8ehs/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-15-16h56m52s36.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOFum1pvTEI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/12l5JAbqMJ4/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-15-16h59m08s111.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOHK1c0VMII/AAAAAAAAC54/PhEBBlXSAsY/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-14-23h23m01s43.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOFp1mQR2RI/AAAAAAAAC4U/pXJk2lpo5s0/s800/vlcsnap-2010-11-15-17h11m08s145.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vent d'est&lt;/i&gt; - Dziga Vertov Group, 1970&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-6652166243354200782?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/6652166243354200782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=6652166243354200782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6652166243354200782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/6652166243354200782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-comment-2.html' title='No comment #2'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TOFtkAuvpdI/AAAAAAAAC5U/17a0-kd8ehs/s72-c/vlcsnap-2010-11-15-16h56m52s36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3046886144115730945</id><published>2010-11-12T16:19:00.029Z</published><updated>2011-07-08T14:26:18.939+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything or Nothing #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TN1norEft5I/AAAAAAAAC2w/cgKmSqCYlWY/s800/hist7.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Histoire(s) du cinéma 4A: Contrôle de l'univers &lt;/i&gt;- JLG, 1998, video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jean-Luc Godard was interviewed by Christian Jungen for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;NZZ on Sunday&lt;i&gt; last week. The original interview is &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nzz.ch/nachrichten/kultur/aktuell/ich_werde_nicht_gern_mit_picasso_verglichen__er_malte_zu_viele_teller_1.8293071.html" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, and what follows is an edited translation very kindly provided by Frederik Lang. The byline to the interview reads: 'Next week in Hollywood, Jean-Luc Godard will be honored with an Honorary Oscar for his lifetime achievement. He thinks it’s pointless that one insinuates he is an anti-Semite.' I hope this will serve as an addendum to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/distances-19-or-rhetoric-of-defamation.html" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; on the recent slurs directed at Godard in the mainstream media. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Many thanks to Frederik and Andy Rector,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;to whom this should be credited,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;for their work and assistance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;NZZ on Sunday: Monsieur Godard, next Saturday, the Academy of Motion Picture Arts &amp;amp; Sciences will award you an Honorary Oscar for lifetime achievement. What does this mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jean-Luc Godard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Nothing. If the Academy likes to do it, let them do it. But I think it’s strange. I asked myself: Which of my films have they seen? Do they actually know my films? The award is called The Governor’s Award. Does this mean that Schwarzenegger gives me the award?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I beg your pardon? The most important film award means nothing to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No, it really doesn’t. Maybe it is a late acknowledgement that I – like Lafayette in the American War of Independence, in the uprising against the English – supported the beginning of a revolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Which revolution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the 1950s, when I was a critic with &lt;i&gt;Cahiers du Cinéma&lt;/i&gt;, we loved independent films. We discovered that directors like Hitchcock, Welles and Hawks fought for artistic independence within the big studio machinery. After the war, we praised this – back then, a sacrilege for French film criticism. They sniffed at directors like Hitchcock and said: He’s just making commercial films. But for that alone, the Academy could have given the award to someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now you are being modest. You and your colleagues developed the auteur theory that today structures the canon as works of directors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The phrase&lt;i&gt; la politique des auteurs &lt;/i&gt;was made up by journalists. When François Truffaut wrote his first articles, he only said: The auteur of a film is not the screenplay writer &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it is not the one who gets the story on paper who is important, but the one who stages it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In 1980, you revoked the auteur theory with a mea culpa. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I suffered severely from the consequences, that they talked more about the author and not his works. That’s why I didn’t go to Cannes for the world premiere of my latest work &lt;i&gt;Film socialisme&lt;/i&gt;: they would have only talked about me. But it was already like this during the Nouvelle Vague: we were no more than ten critics who spoke of films and not directors. By the way, this was a mistake: with Truffaut and Jacques Rivette, we only talked about cinema and not about ourselves. We didn’t know one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[…] Later on, you fell out with François Truffaut. What was the reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Over time I realized that he made exactly the kind of films that we attacked: screenplay-films! Truffaut’s works were not shaped by the camera but by the pen. The camera imitated what his pen had written. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[...] Back to the Oscar: Why don’t you attend the award ceremony?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don’t have a visa for the US and I don’t want to apply for one. And I don’t want to fly for that long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Once again, there is a debate in Jewish newspapers about whether or not you are an anti-Semite. Does this hurt you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That’s nonsense! What does ‘anti-Semite’ mean? All peoples of the Mediterranean were Semites. So anti-Semite means anti-Mediterranean. The expression was only applied to Jews after the Holocaust and WWII. It is inexact and means nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You once said you were a ‘Jew of cinema’. What does this mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to be together with everyone else, but stay lonely. I wanted to express this contradiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Jews have inhabited your intellectual universe since the late sixties. Is there a certain reason for this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When the Holocaust happened, I was 15 years old. My parents kept it a secret from me, despite belonging to the Red Cross. I only found out about it much later. Even today I still feel guilty, because I was an ignoramus between the age of 15 and 25. I am sorry I couldn’t stand up for them. Today, in my own thoughts, I would like to have a critical look at them. I am generally interested in the ‘other’. It’s the same thing with blacks. First, they were colonised, and later everyone acted as if they were just as we are. Of course, a black person can wear glasses and a watch, but this doesn’t make us the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Film socialisme&lt;i&gt; it is said that although Hollywood was founded by Jews, everyone is looking in the same direction. Do Jews stand for diversity?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For commerce. The big studios were founded by Jews from central Europe, especially from Germany. Why did they go to Hollywood? Because they could get access to the American financial sector. The Jews were neither authorized to be bankers or doctors, nor lawyers or professors. That’s why they concentrated on something new: cinema. The Jews also came to an arrangement with the mafia quite quickly. But if you say this, immediately you are accused of being an anti-Semite, even though this is not true. People don’t see the images &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; one should have a closer look at the people who founded Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[...] You deconstruct texts and images, and are regarded as 'the Picasso of cinema'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don’t like the comparison, he painted too many plates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where do you see yourself in the history of cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TN1pjeWcWZI/AAAAAAAAC3A/l11AuneaRlU/s800/gai1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Le Gai savoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; - JLG, 1969, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3046886144115730945?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3046886144115730945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3046886144115730945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3046886144115730945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3046886144115730945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-or-nothing-2.html' title='Everything or Nothing #2'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TN1norEft5I/AAAAAAAAC2w/cgKmSqCYlWY/s72-c/hist7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-2253070781189876187</id><published>2010-11-10T23:34:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-07-08T14:34:27.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance(s) #20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TNsVs-HKisI/AAAAAAAAC0o/q0lx8AJY71k/s800/cuts3.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/video/2010/nov/10/student-protest-london-millbank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/video/2010/nov/10/student-protest-london-millbank"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt; /&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2010/nov/10/student-protests-conservative-party-hq-occupation"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TNsJJWAmKXI/AAAAAAAAC0c/met6o0uQeik/s800/vlcsnap-2010-09-27-17h24m11s133.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-2253070781189876187?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/2253070781189876187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=2253070781189876187&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/2253070781189876187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/2253070781189876187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/distances-20.html' title='Distance(s) #20'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TNsVs-HKisI/AAAAAAAAC0o/q0lx8AJY71k/s72-c/cuts3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3773140711090740384</id><published>2010-11-04T02:40:00.017Z</published><updated>2011-07-08T14:38:30.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance(s) #19, or: the rhetoric of defamation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TNFbTolAmWI/AAAAAAAACmA/AJUAjHkosUE/s800/2x501.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Deux fois cinquante ans de cinéma français&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; - JLG &amp;amp; Anne-Marie Miéville, 1995, video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/02/movies/02godard.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hp"&gt;"An Honorary Oscar Revives a Controversy", &lt;i&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, 01.10.2010.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'I am not writing this letter with the intention to make you reconsider your criticism — nothing is farther from my mind. I am merely writing this letter to point out to you that several times in your criticism you resort to what one calls in sports circles a "foul."'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--Ernst Lubitsch, &lt;a href="http://kinoslang.blogspot.com/2010/11/august-25-1943-miss-mildred-martin.html"&gt;letter to Mildred Martin (of &lt;i&gt;The Philadelphia Inquirer&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/a&gt;,  25.08.1943.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;[Godard]'s apparent crime is his rather long (since the early 1970s) support for Palestinians, along with a comment which indicated that he knows how to count when he implied that Hollywood is dominated by persons of Jewish background.  Well, duh.  But, as with Wall Street, it is forbidden to say such a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinemaelectronica.wordpress.com/2010/11/02/no-andet-non/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jon Jost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, 02.10.10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Brody again skips over the gist of this densely argued article [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Towards a Political Cinema&lt;/i&gt;, 1950] to get to what interests him: “We could not forget &lt;i&gt;Hitler Youth Quex&lt;/i&gt;, certain passages of films by Leni Riefenstahl, several shocking newsreels from the Occupation, the maleficent ugliness of &lt;i&gt;The Eternal Jew&lt;/i&gt;. It is not the first time art is born of constraint.” And he concludes that Godard “took all fanaticisms to be alike and to be equally beautiful. Without equating the far left and the far right politically, Godard equated them aesthetically.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Sliced and diced like a package of subprime mortgages, Godard’s questing thought becomes what Brody needs it to be, and in the process we may not even notice that the person who’s equating communism and fascism politically, by calling them both “fanaticisms,” is Brody. That’s ideological simplification with a vengeance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--Bill Krohn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinema-scope.com/cs38/feat_krohn_brody.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Kinbrody and the Ceejays: Richard Brody's &lt;i&gt;Everything is Cinema&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cinema Scope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; 38, 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Richard Brody's recent biography is clearly still providing ammunition for those who wish to indict &lt;i&gt;Godard as an anti-Semite&lt;/i&gt;, and the (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ceejay) model for which they like to attack. The rest of Bill Krohn's &lt;a href="http://www.cinema-scope.com/cs38/feat_krohn_brody.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; quoted above remains the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;most rigorous and forceful rebuttal to such unthinking, often malicious, slurs, and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://fablog.ehrensteinland.com/2010/11/03/contempt-ii-zionist-boogaloo/" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;David Ehrenstein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jewishjournal.com/hollywoodjew/item/breathless_but_not_broken-hearted_jean-luc_godards_casual_anti-semitism_201/#comments" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Andy Rector&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; have now added their voice too. One more &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; Godard in &lt;/i&gt;Deux fois cinquante ans,&lt;i&gt; 'I make film (hi)story by being a small part of it, no-one has ever told me what I was doing there...', f&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;inal words to André Malraux:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TNIEv4SRpII/AAAAAAAACnA/ovbkI1cZmc8/s800/hist3.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-style: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 10px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Histoire(s) du cinéma 4A: Contrôle de l'univers &lt;/i&gt;- JLG, 1998, video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TNIIfIJ_JQI/AAAAAAAACns/5QyGqeymd1Y/s800/vlcsnap-2010-09-26-00h51m40s70.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-style: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 10px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;L'espoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; - André Malraux, 1945, 35mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3773140711090740384?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3773140711090740384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3773140711090740384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3773140711090740384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3773140711090740384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/distances-19-or-rhetoric-of-defamation.html' title='Distance(s) #19, or: the rhetoric of defamation'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TNFbTolAmWI/AAAAAAAACmA/AJUAjHkosUE/s72-c/2x501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-9200024958375704977</id><published>2010-11-02T00:20:00.026Z</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:04:05.134+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forests #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM9Tv7c21HI/AAAAAAAACkI/cfepQTSdZ0E/s800/noir.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Grounds of the Château Noir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/paintings/paul-cezanne-the-grounds-of-the-chateau-noir"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt; Paul Cézanne, c. 1900-4, oil on canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cézanne:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;You can never be too scrupulous, too sincere, or too submissive to nature, while still remaining more or less in control of your subject and especially of your means of expression. You must adapt these to your motif. Not bending it your way but bowing to it. Allowing it to be born, to germinate within you. Painting what is in front of you and persevering in expressing yourself as logically as possible, but a natural logic, of course; I have never done anything else. You have no idea what discoveries await you then. You see, it's only through nature that you can make progress, and the eye educates itself by contact with nature. By dint of looking and working, it becomes concentric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Myself: &lt;/i&gt;How do you mean, concentric?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cézanne:&lt;/i&gt; I mean that on this orange I’m peeling or, indeed, on an apple, a ball, or a head, there is a culminating point, and despite tremendous effects – light, shade, colour sensations – this point is always the one nearest our eye. The edges of objects recede towards another placed on your horizon. Once you've understood that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;He smiled.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh well, you'd have to be a painter to understand. Good heavens, I've invented enough theories about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;He took a piece of crumpled paper out of his pocket.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ve written to a painter who came to see me, someone you don't know, who does a bit of theorizing himself. I’ll sum up what I said to him in my letter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;He read in a drawling, timid but dogmatic voice:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'Treat nature in terms of the cylinder, the sphere, and the cone, the whole put into perspective so that each side of an object, or of a plane, leads toward a central point. Lines parallel to the horizon give breadth, whether a section of nature or, if you prefer, of the spectacle which &lt;i&gt;Pater omnipotens aeterne Deus&lt;/i&gt; unfolds before your eyes. Lines perpendicular to this horizon give depth. Now, nature, for us human beings, has more to do with depth than with surfaces, hence the need to introduce into our vibrations of light, represented by reds and yellows, a sufficient quality of blue tints to create the impression of air.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes... I make a better job of painting than writing, don't I? I'm not going to outdo Fromentin yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;He crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it away. When I picked it up, he shrugged his shoulders.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;--Joachim Gasquet, &lt;i&gt;Cézanne, A Memoir with Conversations &lt;/i&gt;[written 1912-13, pub. 1921], trans. Christopher Pemberton, Thames &amp;amp; Hudson, 1991, p.162-4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[note -- I haven't seen Jean Marie-Straub &amp;amp; Danièle Huillet's 1989 film yet, so will no doubt return to this book...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-9200024958375704977?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/9200024958375704977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=9200024958375704977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/9200024958375704977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/9200024958375704977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/forests-10.html' title='Forests #10'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM9Tv7c21HI/AAAAAAAACkI/cfepQTSdZ0E/s72-c/noir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-3219698962949722051</id><published>2010-11-01T01:28:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-07-08T14:39:32.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Des animaux #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM4XK9JIdQI/AAAAAAAACi0/e3ynlKLDOsc/s800/ska6.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM4ayVb6uwI/AAAAAAAACjM/9191N1wwSNQ/s800/ska9.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM4XKq2fi9I/AAAAAAAACiw/H5HgO5-7tqI/s800/ska5.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM4XJxRcLqI/AAAAAAAACis/rdM6T5hkkvk/s800/ska4.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM4XJhFGL2I/AAAAAAAACio/Me1vGoXHRX4/s800/ska3.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Skagafjördur&lt;/i&gt; - Peter Hutton, 2004, 16mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482033172704135176-3219698962949722051?l=landscapesuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3219698962949722051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482033172704135176&amp;postID=3219698962949722051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3219698962949722051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482033172704135176/posts/default/3219698962949722051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landscapesuicide.blogspot.com/2010/11/des-animaux-4.html' title='Des animaux #4'/><author><name>Matthew Flanagan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17377516945046894253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TF_UitsWh_I/AAAAAAAABvI/7CZuV5Nx5j4/S220/vc14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_U-eg6BoePnc/TM4XK9JIdQI/AAAAAAAACi0/e3ynlKLDOsc/s72-c/ska6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482033172704135176.post-6315584414800807520</id><published>2010-10-29T16:14:00.076+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:03:07.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forests #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i701.photobucket.com/albums/ww17/m_flanagan/CF/forests4.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;August, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This week our vicious coalition government announced plans to sell off half the land owned and protected by the Forestry Commission in the UK, a proposal which, as Caroline Lucas &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2010/oct/24/forests-government-heritage-private-developers"&gt;says&lt;/a&gt;, amounts to 'an unforgiveable act of environmental vandalism.' More info &lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/politics/government-plans-huge-selloff-of-britains-forests-2115631.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/countryside/8082756/Ministers-plan-huge-sell-off-of-Britains-forests.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and a petition &lt;a href="http://www.38degrees.org.uk/page/s/save-our-forests#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;— &lt;/i&gt;please add your voice, every signature will count. Although t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;he process of shallowing our deepwood forests for civilisation, begun around 4000 BC, was completed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; the twentieth century and its wars, tree cover is still intensively cleared for plantation and development &lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Robert MacFarlane, in his book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Wild Places&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; refers to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;period after 1945 as the 'locust years', in which half of the remaining ancient semi-natural forest has been irrevocably lost. The ruling class is now descending to relinquish the surviving commons to its profit system, enabling a mass privitisation of publicly owned land through &lt;a href="http://k-punk.abstractdynamics.org/archives/011707.html"&gt;larceny and deception&lt;/a&gt; in the name of deficit reduction (here, notionally, a demand for capital receipts to accompany the gutting of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; the welfare state)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, no doubt with certain &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2010/oct/28/forest-policy"&gt;cosy benefits&lt;/a&gt; in mind too. If the forests belonged to our land before capitalism, they should outlast it too &lt;i&gt;— &lt;/i&gt;let us not be forced here, as so often, to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; salvage only what might be left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;16.11.10 &lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt; Two new articles by &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/cif-green/2010/nov/16/our-forests-are-our-future"&gt;David Clark&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/cif-green/2010/nov/16/fight-government-forest-sell-off"&gt;Caroline Lucas&lt;/a&gt;. The latter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;'So why sell off the forests? It's hard to see this being a big fundraiser for the treasury. Our national forests are a bargain to the taxpayer – managing the entire estate costs each of us a little less than 30p a year. The one-off cash dividend is likely to be small, unless you're willing to really give developers free rein to replace ancient woodland with Center Parcs-style leisure complexes and golf courses. The more conditions you place on future owners to guarantee public access or safeguard biodiversity, the less you are likely to raise money.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I suspect that the government's enthusiasm for the selling of the forests may be rather more ideological than that. Our forests are a huge publicly owned asset. Publicly owned assets, even much-loved ones delivering clear social and environmental benefits, have never been something Conservatives are particularly keen on. This is a classic case of "selling off the family silver", and one which we should oppose.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;18.11.10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;— Cameron &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/blog/2010/nov/18/david-cameron-green-matters"&gt;breaks his silence&lt;/a&gt; on green issues (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I agree with the Guardian's comment here, of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'No holding back here from the PM in the face of fears over whether sold-off forests would preserve access and wildlife: "I don't think it is absolutely vital who owns it," and "I think the innovative financing we are looking at shouldn't worry people." I'd humbly suggest that in the wake of the great banking crash, the idea of "innovative financing" is utterly terrifying.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;16.12.10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theecologist.org/News/news_analysis/691054/englands_controversial_forest_sale_could_attract_energy_companies.html" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Something else&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;to look out for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;'The Confederation of Forest Industries (ConFor), which represents forest owners, harvesters and related trades, is worried that some will be snapped up by energy companies that simply want to burn the wood as a biofuel, alongside coal, which enables them to claim subsidies for green energy. Scottish &amp;amp; Southern Energy has already assembled a portfolio of 3,000 hectares of UK forests.   ConFor is lobbying ministers to stop energy companies from buying up forests to burn in biomass-fired power stations and argues much more carbon can be saved by continuing to use wood as a construction material than by burning it, which also threatens industry jobs. 'We have huge concerns about this,' says Goodall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;ConFor wants politicians to ensure forests are sold to companies that continue to support the estimated 170,000 jobs in foresty and related trades. 'We want to ensure that such sales are not made to large energy companies, which would simply burn available supplies of wood and, in the process, destroy businesses such as sawmills and panel board mills, that provide more green jobs and lock up carbon in wood products,' says ConFor UK chief executive Stuart Goodall.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;23.12.10 — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;John Vidal's &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/blog/2010/dec/22/tory-privatisation-all-state-forests?CMP=twt_fd"&gt;report&lt;/a&gt; in the Guardian points to &lt;a href="http://www.parliament.uk/documents/lords-committees/eu-sub-com-d/forestry/ucEUD241110ev1.pdf"&gt;this transcript&lt;/a&gt;, which states that the government want rid of ALL of the Forestry Commission's estate if they can pass legislation to do so. Why? In Jim Paice's words, opportunities to create a private sector monopoly of land on this scale 'do not come very often.' Two deeply worrying extracts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;'Part of our policy is clearly established: we wish to proceed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;with, to correctly use your word, very substantial disposal of public forest estate, which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;could go to the extent of all of it.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;'The decision to move towards substantial, large-scale disposal of the forestry estate is based on a number of issues. First, there has been, as some of your Lordships have already implied, a view from some sectors that the Forestry Commission need not be owning all the public forestry estate. Secondly–and I am not going to avoid the issue–there is a need for capital receipts. It is a very substantial sum of public investment. Thirdly, we genuinely feel, and I feel very strongly, that it is nonsense to believe that the huge public benefits can only somehow be achieved under state ownership. We have some first class woodland charities – I name but one in the Woodland Trust, but there are others, particularly active in Scotland – who own large tracts of English woodland and manage it in a way that is just as good, and I would argue probably better, than the Forestry Commission. There is the concept of local community ownership for local woodlands. There is of course a huge interest in the private sector for amenity woodlands. We have seen over the past few years that a lot of small woodlands have been bought by private individuals who want to own prime, commonly semi-ancient, woodland of their own.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;5.1.11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;— &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Laura Barton &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2011/jan/05/forestry-commission-sale-protest-laura-barton"&gt;calls for more direct action&lt;/a&gt; in the Guardian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Jonathan Porritt &lt;a href="http://www.jonathonporritt.com/pages/2011/01/stirrings_in_the_forest_of_dea.html"&gt;writes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;i&gt; 'Wake up to what’s happening, don’t be seduced by the Government’s honied words about local ownership, get mobilised and prepare for the fiercest of fights.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;7.1.11 &lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/opinion/commentators/johann-hari/johann-hari-for-sale--camerons-green-credentials-2177929.html"&gt;Good article&lt;/a&gt; by Johann Hari:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquot
