A Visual Calculus for Living.
I have to say, the idea of blogging had no appeal to me unless there was some sort of visual orientation in the mix. More than some. It seems to me the digital playground afforded by this alchemical medium is set up best for mixed media. That is, the full onslaught of impulses -- graphic, aural, sensory in every way.
So I thought I'll pre-blog this blog entry with the following exegesis in a semiotic way to turn it up, slap it down and scratch that metaphorical turntable that is my keyboard as I sit here at my desk flipping through my favorite digital toy, the flickr photo ossessionista social network where such creative souls as Hiro (http://www.flickr.com/people/hiro_oshima/) of New York, my home town, hang out.
Now this picture gets me ruminating on another hot phenomenon that has something to do with palm trees. Specifically, the guru of mu Ubu, the poobah of the New American Novel Megillah, William Faulkner. Even more specifically, his genre-shattering Wild Palms, a first-edition copy in "near fine" shape in a "near fine jacket." Notwithstanding "a little soiling to the upper cover and some light wear to the top lower corner" the book is a nice copy in a First Edition and is rated Fine/Fine. It'll set you back a mere $1,700 in this hallowed spot: http://www.biblio.com/books/66393583.html.
Or you could go to the library, use their free bandwith as you're reading their copy of this literary bible and go to interesting sites like this blog and my more tech-talk-oriented one at http://www.doctornoemedia.com.
Cheers,
| Noë Gold | noe@doctornoemedia.com |
“take 2 clicks and call me in the morning”
