Sound, Silence, and Jaap Blonk

Sound, Silence, and Jaap Blonk

Written By: Lightsey Darst Constellation 19 4.1.12

by Lightsey Darst
Here’s the joke: with a name like Jaap Blonk, how could you not be a sound poet?
Let’s skip the intro and get straight to the action. 3/28/12, 12 p.m., fresh off the plane, Dutch sound poet Jaap Blonk speaks at Lind Hall, University of Minnesota.
We warm up with [...]

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Tweets on Ice

Tweets on Ice

Written By: Lightsey Darst Constellation 18 2.1.12

In which Lightsey Darst and MC Hyland discuss contributions to The Shantyquarian, a tweet-sourced letterpress paper that Hyland and friends are running at the Art Shanties.
mnicebike: Shanty Haiku I.
Biked here on Christmas.
Westerly headwinds blew
hard. Surveyed the lake ice.
LD: This one comes from your very first issue. My take: you’re just getting going [...]

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Dance As Still Life

Dance As Still Life

Written By: Lightsey Darst Constellation 17 12.1.11

By Lightsey Darst
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On a Saturday afternoon at the Walker, in Dance Works I: Merce Cunningham/Robert Rauschenberg, people wander about. Lurking in the little study area under the guise of perusing books on Cunningham and listening to various people talk on headphones, I watch my fellow gallery-goers, who mostly give this gallery a hasty glance. They [...]

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Body Cartography

Body Cartography

Written By: Lightsey Darst Constellation 10 10.1.10

Let’s look at a dance.
Let’s look at you looking at a dance.
Let’s look at you dancing.
When we look at you, you are dancing. How does it feel?
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Here’s a dance to look at. It’s by Olive Bieringa and Otto Ramstad, otherwise known as The BodyCartography Project. It’s an excerpt from Mammal, a recent commission [...]

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Constellation 19

4.1.2012

Wildly, Erica: Fun With Word Art

In honor of the cruel and foolish month of April, Quodlibetica undergoes autocorrect to emerge as Wildly Erica, an issue dedicated to word play in all forms: cinepoetry and flarf, nano-memoirs and signs of the future, the cacophonous/mellifluous world of sound poetry, nonsense that makes sense, and general frolic on the ragged margin of understanding. Read on here.

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