<?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-1034840352440454747</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:59:56.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Constructed Moment</title><subtitle type='html'>We are surrounded by constructs.  Our lives are made up of a series of constructed moments.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-8114006773731007900</id><published>2007-11-08T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:43:51.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled no. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IaXQQOsEugs"&gt;1 minute pieces for youtube.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-8114006773731007900?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/8114006773731007900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=8114006773731007900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/8114006773731007900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/8114006773731007900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-1.html' title='Untitled no. 1'/><author><name>pq</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-2718293714169682736</id><published>2007-10-28T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:36:40.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Wilmer and Shane Brennan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sarahwilmer.com/"&gt;http://www.sarahwilmer.com&lt;/a&gt; Email: sarahwilmer@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shanebrennan.net/"&gt;http://www.shanebrennan.net&lt;/a&gt; Email: shane.m.brennan@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-2718293714169682736?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/2718293714169682736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=2718293714169682736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/2718293714169682736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/2718293714169682736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/sarah-wilmer-and-shane-brennan.html' title='Sarah Wilmer and Shane Brennan'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-1763373788011295378</id><published>2007-10-27T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T19:44:35.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brendan Fernandes</title><content type='html'>check him out: &lt;a href="http://www.brendanfernandes.ca/"&gt;http://www.brendanfernandes.ca/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email him: brendan@brendanfernandes.ca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-1763373788011295378?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/1763373788011295378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=1763373788011295378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1763373788011295378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1763373788011295378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/brendan-fernandes.html' title='Brendan Fernandes'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-21104854742957139</id><published>2007-10-25T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:39:45.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ReConstructions (a begining)</title><content type='html'>:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Farway places seem the closest as remote ideas the ones I hold in my heart.  I have been left, lost, cheated &amp; lied to but I have never, ever been betrayed by my own fantasies.  In fact some of them have even become ardent realities. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do memories mean to a nation that has none ?  History is constructed with when the bullet’s outside the barrel &amp; shutter is snapped shut.  We edit our definitions with every image pasted in the album or placed in textbooks.  The real is demonstrated in facts, the lens is a science &amp; the camera a sword.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The pictures of me on the first day of school lasted a year into the first grade, for father was taken before graduation &amp; mother opted not to draw the camera.  Mine is a childhood forgotten &amp; seldom recorded.  I remember naught before this moment. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Our task is not to make you believe what we believe so much as to make you see exactly what we see. We fight for the right to be represented as to be seen &amp; heard is as to breath. Yet the soldier in Capa’s picture, did he actually fall ? Facts have become unstable &amp; all constructions de . . .   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I want to build myself a new life but I’m afraid to find the words their meanings. )&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we shant speak for truth anymore, &amp; we could never speak for you. Ours is a new state of desire &amp; a government of infinite questioning.  Our propaganda will not deliver to you the word as our sentences are made up of yrs &amp; yrs &amp; yrs.  We had a dream tomorrow night of the great fires of yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( This vision is the real of imagination, rumination &amp; literature.  I speak of when only when told.  For then does not exist only this moment in now. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We want to talk to you.  To hear yr words &amp; breath yr thoughts.  We are not here to tell you anymore.  We seek only to listen &amp; re record the images &amp; bullets yr own eyes have seen.  For histories do not repeat themselves so much as undulate &amp; intertwine.  A new text is forming from deep within the mines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The time is now.  The place is here.  The I is We. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-21104854742957139?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/21104854742957139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=21104854742957139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/21104854742957139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/21104854742957139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/reconstructions-begining.html' title='ReConstructions (a begining)'/><author><name>rebecca (marks) leopold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hh4OpiTbOIo/R7E-thWiJkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KWUmCd5uNQw/S220/stamped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-3182234895525854428</id><published>2007-10-24T23:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:03:54.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>map of me</title><content type='html'>Hi all - here's my nifty graphic from the last class.  If you click on it, it gets bigger and you can read all the awesome sections.  xo quito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46RRwcmUdKM/RyAWNNL5S4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bgy3D2743a0/s1600-h/map+of+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46RRwcmUdKM/RyAWNNL5S4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bgy3D2743a0/s400/map+of+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125120792081288066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-3182234895525854428?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/3182234895525854428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=3182234895525854428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/3182234895525854428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/3182234895525854428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/map-of-me.html' title='map of me'/><author><name>quito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09217766228409248919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46RRwcmUdKM/RyAWNNL5S4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bgy3D2743a0/s72-c/map+of+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-1795959891835794984</id><published>2007-10-21T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:10:04.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorno's Aesthetic Theory</title><content type='html'>I have been working on condensing Theodor Adorno's Aesthetic Theory.  Via &lt;a href="http://www.marymattinglyglobal.org/html/ConstructedAdorno.htm"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;, find half of the book condensed, complete with headings, bullet points, and abbreviations.  Movie version is on the way.  Since I had initially been interested in everyone reading this book but then realized that there was not going to be enough time to do so, I thought this would be the next best thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-1795959891835794984?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/1795959891835794984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=1795959891835794984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1795959891835794984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1795959891835794984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/adornos-aesthetic-theory.html' title='Adorno&apos;s Aesthetic Theory'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-8653768467642316966</id><published>2007-10-19T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T02:00:55.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Larissa Sansour</title><content type='html'>Here are some links to two of her videos on YouTube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wt1qifZVCFQ"&gt;Happy Days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhYx-FF6xBA"&gt;Soup over Bethlehem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-8653768467642316966?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/8653768467642316966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=8653768467642316966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/8653768467642316966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/8653768467642316966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/larissa-sansour.html' title='Larissa Sansour'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-1400293008762281067</id><published>2007-10-17T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:20:12.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Readings for October 27th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“The Mobilized and Virtual Gaze in Modernity,” by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_Friedberg"&gt;Anne Friedberg&lt;/a&gt; – The Visual Culture Reader - &lt;a href="http://www.marymattinglyglobal.org/html/ConstructedFriedberg.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“Spectres of Cyberspace,” by Geoffrey Batchen – The Visual Culture Reader &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.marymattinglyglobal.org/html/ConstructedBatchen.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Click Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-1400293008762281067?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/1400293008762281067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=1400293008762281067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1400293008762281067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1400293008762281067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/readings-for-october-27th.html' title='Readings for October 27th'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-1140872558723574782</id><published>2007-10-13T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:03:55.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fine Line Between Self Constructions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoGUjWg_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Lp2R5KB09Dk/s1600-h/09_alyssa_wendt_CynthiaHoldsSaltScan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoGUjWg_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Lp2R5KB09Dk/s320/09_alyssa_wendt_CynthiaHoldsSaltScan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120847971614098418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoHEjWhAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/juZheK3y2AE/s1600-h/30_alyssa_wendt_Stoic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoHEjWhAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/juZheK3y2AE/s320/30_alyssa_wendt_Stoic4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120847984499000322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoH0jWhBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jvhqbPwd-hQ/s1600-h/P1190768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoH0jWhBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jvhqbPwd-hQ/s320/P1190768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120847997383902226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoIEjWhCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Imh9RK979nU/s1600-h/P1190972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoIEjWhCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Imh9RK979nU/s320/P1190972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120848001678869538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoIkjWhDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fYNpa020INc/s1600-h/P1190831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoIkjWhDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fYNpa020INc/s320/P1190831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120848010268804146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me not, in mournful numbers,&lt;br /&gt;Life is but an empty dream! --&lt;br /&gt;For the soul is dead that slumbers,&lt;br /&gt;And things are not what they seem.&lt;br /&gt;HWL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-1140872558723574782?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/1140872558723574782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=1140872558723574782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1140872558723574782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/1140872558723574782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/fine-line-between-self-constructions.html' title='The Fine Line Between Self Constructions'/><author><name>DAS Kittenfreunde!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091538455890604539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d64OgVwufXc/RxDoGUjWg_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Lp2R5KB09Dk/s72-c/09_alyssa_wendt_CynthiaHoldsSaltScan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-4511299167757931032</id><published>2007-10-13T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:03:56.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Understanding, Participating in and Portraying the City"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTHp_dHDlwY/RxDazTPtZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/P0aWVEhrQek/s1600-h/neg7_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTHp_dHDlwY/RxDazTPtZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/P0aWVEhrQek/s320/neg7_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120833351194601362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTHp_dHDlwY/RxDajDPtZ4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UkSLB392Rqw/s1600-h/long_distance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTHp_dHDlwY/RxDajDPtZ4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UkSLB392Rqw/s320/long_distance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120833072021727106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTHp_dHDlwY/RxDaaTPtZ3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/efPhSPbTjQk/s1600-h/LSmith_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTHp_dHDlwY/RxDaaTPtZ3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/efPhSPbTjQk/s320/LSmith_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120832921697871730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Baudelaire characterized the flâneur as a "gentleman stroller of city streets", he saw the flâneur as having a key role in understanding, participating in and portraying the city. A flâneur thus played a double role in city life and in theory, that is, while remaining a detached observer. This stance, simultaneously part of and apart from, combines sociological, anthropological, literary and historical notions of the relationship between the individual and the greater populace. After the 1848 Revolution, after which the empire was reestablished with clearly bourgeois pretensions of "order" and "morals", Baudelaire began asserting that traditional art was inadequate for the new dynamic complications of modern life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-4511299167757931032?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/4511299167757931032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=4511299167757931032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/4511299167757931032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/4511299167757931032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/understanding-participating-in-and.html' title='&quot;Understanding, Participating in and Portraying the City&quot;'/><author><name>Lenard Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11431976939467420430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTHp_dHDlwY/RxDazTPtZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/P0aWVEhrQek/s72-c/neg7_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-5206765970896019827</id><published>2007-10-12T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:03:57.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've heard this is the place!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_POVv5_tewFg/RxA1D_X37wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/1EUrUvqwXfo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_POVv5_tewFg/RxA1D_X37wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/1EUrUvqwXfo/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120651118987702018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_POVv5_tewFg/RxA0xvX37vI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zIoqAWsT7eA/s1600-h/MET+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_POVv5_tewFg/RxA0xvX37vI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zIoqAWsT7eA/s320/MET+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120650805455089394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_POVv5_tewFg/RxA0qPX37uI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/We0TK1EewfQ/s1600-h/van_CA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_POVv5_tewFg/RxA0qPX37uI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/We0TK1EewfQ/s320/van_CA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120650676606070498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But for the present age, which prefers the sign to the thing signified, the copy to the original, representation to reality, appearance to essence… truth is considered profane, and only illusion is sacred.  Sacredness is in fact held to be enhanced in proportion as truth decreases and illusion increases, so that the highest degree of illusion comes to be the highest degree of sacredness.    –Feuerbach  1841&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-5206765970896019827?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/5206765970896019827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=5206765970896019827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/5206765970896019827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/5206765970896019827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-heard-this-is-place.html' title='I&apos;ve heard this is the place!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_POVv5_tewFg/RxA1D_X37wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/1EUrUvqwXfo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-2131425575093562177</id><published>2007-10-12T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:03:58.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Collapsed, unfolded, contained...constructed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-b9A_465S7g/RxAU5wSaKhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LdZZMgCpTJo/s1600-h/table+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-b9A_465S7g/RxAU5wSaKhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LdZZMgCpTJo/s320/table+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120615758767467026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-b9A_465S7g/RxAU6wSaKiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VluUGVDntyY/s1600-h/toaster_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-b9A_465S7g/RxAU6wSaKiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VluUGVDntyY/s320/toaster_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120615775947336226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-b9A_465S7g/RxAU7QSaKjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2rr55MW3JRU/s1600-h/kwatson07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-b9A_465S7g/RxAU7QSaKjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2rr55MW3JRU/s320/kwatson07.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120615784537270834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dining Table&lt;/i&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Collapsible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toaster&lt;/i&gt; from &lt;i&gt;The Folding Project&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Contain 1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are representative images from my last three projects. Read and view more at:  www.katie-watson.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-2131425575093562177?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/2131425575093562177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=2131425575093562177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/2131425575093562177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/2131425575093562177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/collapsed-unfolded-containedconstructed.html' title='Collapsed, unfolded, contained...constructed'/><author><name>Katie Watson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzOMk9apTCE/Ty4WwA9Xy6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/3GbQhlWVRFU/s220/krw.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-b9A_465S7g/RxAU5wSaKhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LdZZMgCpTJo/s72-c/table+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-921076172007385574</id><published>2007-10-12T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:03:58.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>from lauren...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here are some images i did this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7dFj_Cs0Qto/Rw_28vUx6sI/AAAAAAAAACE/OptNefnrjeA/s1600-h/bluedress_35_72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7dFj_Cs0Qto/Rw_28vUx6sI/AAAAAAAAACE/OptNefnrjeA/s400/bluedress_35_72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120582824699751106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7dFj_Cs0Qto/Rw_28_Ux6tI/AAAAAAAAACM/UadJ2QyUnG4/s1600-h/bobby_02_72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7dFj_Cs0Qto/Rw_28_Ux6tI/AAAAAAAAACM/UadJ2QyUnG4/s400/bobby_02_72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120582828994718418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7dFj_Cs0Qto/Rw_29PUx6uI/AAAAAAAAACU/aBRY2BAsvwk/s1600-h/corn_maze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7dFj_Cs0Qto/Rw_29PUx6uI/AAAAAAAAACU/aBRY2BAsvwk/s400/corn_maze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120582833289685730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the first is one i made while at burning man in nevada.  it's called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mom's blue dress&lt;/span&gt;.  it's a dress she made in the 70's (which is when i was born).  it's sort of a meditation on her youth and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second i also made while at burning man.  it was for bobby, who was very ill at the time and passed away two weeks ago.  while at burning man, i had a chance to reflect on how my life, at that present moment, had become an intense mix of celebration and suffering.  bobby loved this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third is from a series of pictures i made while visiting a corn maze...also a metaphor for the large uncertainties i was facing over the last several months.  i don't really know what it means but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-921076172007385574?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/921076172007385574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=921076172007385574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/921076172007385574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/921076172007385574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-lauren.html' title='from lauren...'/><author><name>laurendarling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13681800300535812574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7dFj_Cs0Qto/Rw_28vUx6sI/AAAAAAAAACE/OptNefnrjeA/s72-c/bluedress_35_72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-4143221273700911070</id><published>2007-10-12T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T03:11:11.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>now for some constructivity . . .</title><content type='html'>here are three photographs i made this summer :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p118/rebolution/grassgreenscreencopy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p118/rebolution/treeattic-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p118/rebolution/ballprecipce.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; here is verbal construction written in 1983 by poet Robert Kelly :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doors &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose you didnt know what a door is.  That it opens, for instance.  &lt;br /&gt;It would seem a different part of the wall, thinner, more resonant.&lt;br /&gt;A decorative rectangle set in the wall, an embodiment of some&lt;br /&gt;geometrical mystery like the Golden Section.  It would seem tantaliz-&lt;br /&gt;ing to someone trapped in the room -- a perverse, mean tease: the wall&lt;br /&gt;is thin here, soft, but still unpassable.  How little it would take to&lt;br /&gt;get through the wall, yet you cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose you didnt know what a door is, that it can open, that its &lt;br /&gt;resistance defines the zone of least resistance, but that zone requires&lt;br /&gt;a deft use of something learned, a knack, a skill: twisting the knob&lt;br /&gt;and pulling.  Or pushing.  Even if you got as far as turning and pulling,&lt;br /&gt;if the door were the kind that opened outward, you'd still never guess,&lt;br /&gt;never get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose all round us there are things like doors in things like walls&lt;br /&gt;and we never knew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: reb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-4143221273700911070?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/4143221273700911070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=4143221273700911070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/4143221273700911070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/4143221273700911070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-for-some-constructivity.html' title='now for some constructivity . . .'/><author><name>rebecca (marks) leopold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hh4OpiTbOIo/R7E-thWiJkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KWUmCd5uNQw/S220/stamped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-6497837761300502165</id><published>2007-10-11T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:38:34.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane's Lament</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/muggie/274422696/"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/muggie/274422696/" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/muggie/274422012/"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/muggie/274422012/" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things." The Book of Tea by Kakuzo Okakura, 1906&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-6497837761300502165?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/6497837761300502165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=6497837761300502165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/6497837761300502165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/6497837761300502165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/janes-lament.html' title='Jane&apos;s Lament'/><author><name>Kanako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15351439352496891350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-6918971685051571664</id><published>2007-10-06T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:03:59.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Last Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/RwevuDqk1XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dF4RX4yH7UQ/s1600-h/Librarycardemail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/RwevuDqk1XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dF4RX4yH7UQ/s400/Librarycardemail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118252707322582386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will talk about my work at the Columbus Branch of the NYPL today, at 2pm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-6918971685051571664?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/6918971685051571664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=6918971685051571664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/6918971685051571664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/6918971685051571664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-minute-i-will-talk-about-my-work.html' title='Very Last Minute'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/RwevuDqk1XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dF4RX4yH7UQ/s72-c/Librarycardemail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-5089299460782082012</id><published>2007-10-02T12:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:13:46.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Readings for October 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.marymattinglyglobal.org/html/ConstructedMomentBresson.html"&gt;The Decisive Moment &lt;/a&gt;- Henri Cartier-Bresson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marymattinglyglobal.org/html/constructedmoment.html"&gt;On Collecting Art and Culture&lt;/a&gt; - James Clifford&lt;br /&gt;  In &lt;a href="http://www.nationalismproject.org/what/handler.htm"&gt;Richard Handler&lt;/a&gt;'s discussion on an individual or a group having culture, he brings up the point that collections/presentations of an "authentic domain of identity" can't be natural or innocent as they are tied up with "nationalist politics, restrictive law and contested encodings of past and future". Clifford points out that the different types of collecting fulfill different purposes. Largely, in the West, strategies to deploy a possessive self culture and authenticity, a societal need to own to become your own person and navigate through a world-understanding, or in cultures that aren't controlled by capitalism (Baudrillard), collecting to redistribute a kind of open source sharing and building upon a collective culture.  In Susan Stewart's studies of miniaturization versus gigantism and the souvenir versus the collection all create the illusion of an adequate representation of a world and explores how time-lines prevail over museum display eliminating the original social context.  Clifford asks a very important question:  Why has it seemed obvious until recently that non-Western objects should be preserved in European museums, even when this means that no fine specimens are visible in their country of origin?  He also makes a fascinating &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Semiotic_square"&gt;semiotic square&lt;/a&gt; diagram illustrating the collection categories and their mutability.  Later, he makes the point that the museum is itself a museum, and modernizing museums is defeating one layer of history - the history of that moment in collecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marymattinglyglobal.org/html/Constructedreynolds.html"&gt;Visual Stories&lt;/a&gt; - Ann Reynolds&lt;br /&gt;The discussion of the layout of space in the AMNH and why is a fascinating one. Reasons range, from the search for new funding to the invention of a modern story and a necessary adjustment because of how the modern visitor learns are acute perceptions to create the necessary "true illusion" but on the other hand these techniques train us to read visually in a formatted way.  The dioramas themselves are distorted enough to make the viewer understand that this is a construction, a "landscape".  Then, it is fascinatingly related to world peace by Albert Parr (not Alfred Parr as Ann Reynolds writes) who writes, "a total conception of the whole of nature as a balanced system," as a model for social cooperation which, when understood and 'cultivated' locally, could create a model for world peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-5089299460782082012?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/5089299460782082012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=5089299460782082012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/5089299460782082012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/5089299460782082012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/readings_02.html' title='Readings for October 13th'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1034840352440454747.post-2611978508388876358</id><published>2007-10-01T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:42:10.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Constructed Moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Texts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Visual Culture Reader, Ed. &lt;a href="http://steinhardt.nyu.edu/faculty_bios/view/Nicholas_Mirzoeff"&gt;Nicholas Mirzoeff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aesthetic Theory, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theodor_Adorno"&gt;Theodor Adorno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class 1 - Saturday, September 29, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone introduces his/her work I(10-15 min. presentations)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discussion and slideshow: construction as a topic and ideal in art and photography. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Assignments for Class 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Introduction to http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will email everybody invitations to sign up.  Sign up to be a participant.  Suggested ways to participate: Post three of your works.  Post a piece of writing relevant to a facet of your artwork (by someone else) or an artist’s work that has influenced you.  (Commenting on the works posted by others is encouraged.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exercise in Mapping:  Map yourself as an artist.  Do this in any form that you want. Think about external nonacademic formats: obviously photography seems relevant here, also websites, sculptures, and word-webs are examples of how to structure this map.  Think about doing it in a way that directly reflects you (or who you want to be), what you do, or what you like. This is a way to visualize the evolution of your work.  This exercise can also be used as a way to BRAND YOURSELF.  Present these in the next class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Readings: “The Decisive Moment,” by&lt;a href="http://www.afterimagegallery.com/bresson.htm"&gt; Henri Cartier-Bresson&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Visual Stories,” by Anne Reynolds - The Visual Culture Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“On Collecting Art and Culture,” by &lt;a href="http://humwww.ucsc.edu/CultStudies/PUBS/Inscriptions/vol_5/clifford.html"&gt;James Clifford&lt;/a&gt; -The Visual Culture Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All texts will be posted to the blog.   Feel free to post comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class 2 – Saturday, October 13, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 1 (2:00 – 3:20PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discuss mapping exercise and readings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 2 (3:35 – 5:00PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;View the video work of Larissa Sansour and The G77. (Subject to change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Open discussion with Larissa Sansour, The G77, and Juan Puntes on the topic of construction within artistic interventions and art that deals with the political.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Assignments for Class 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Map out your idea for your final project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Readings:  “The Mobilized and Virtual Gaze in Modernity,” by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anne_Friedberg"&gt;Anne Friedberg&lt;/a&gt; – The Visual Culture Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Spectres of Cyberspace,” by Geoffrey Batchen – The Visual Culture Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class 3 – Saturday, October 27. 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 1 (2:00 – 3:20PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will discuss the final projects and the stages of classmembers’ progress. Participants will present their work in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 2 (3:35 – 5:00PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talk about space and architecture, construction and branding with Lance Boge, Shane Brenan and Sarah Wilmer. (Subject to change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Open discussion on the topics of Construction, Installation, and Space in Art with Lance Boge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class 4 – Saturday, November 10, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;View and critique final projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;End of Semester Assignment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Create an immersive space for your work to be shown.  Whatever work that you decide to create for this course, be it performance, video, photography installation, intervention, web-based work, or other, the space is extremely important to the perception and viewing of the work. Take chances.  In the final class, we will visit and critique each artist’s created space.  Consider the architecture, its transformative elements and history, whether the space is public or private, whether it is created by you, whether it is virtual or other architectural attributes.  We will discuss recording these projects for the web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Biographies of outside participants:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.nmartproject.net/artists/?p=75"&gt;Larissa Sansour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was born in Jerusalem in 1973, of a Russian mother and a Palestinian father. She lived in Beit Jala for 15 years before the events of the first Intifada forced her to continue her studies in London, England. She attended two art colleges in London and went on to complete her BFA at the Maryland Institute College of Art in America. In 2000, she received an MA in Art from New York University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her art (mainly video art) is greatly influenced by the Palestinian situation. In her work, she aims “to set the viewer off balance, breaking stereotypes of ethnicity as well as clichés in the framework of art display”.  Her 2007 exhibitions include “In Focus,” Tate Modern, London; “The Dairy,” Center for the Arts, Boulder, CO; “://selfprortrait” a - show for Bethlehem; Macro - Museo de Arte Contemporáneo de Rosario, Rosario; “Paranoia,” Freud Museum, London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.whiteboxny.org/"&gt;Juan Puntes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is the director of White Box, a non-profit organization located in the heart of the Chelsea art district in New York.  White Box's mission is to show diverse contemporary art in the context of socially relevant issues and to present images and ideas that matter to large audiences. By linking contemporary art with current aesthetic and ethical issues, White Box is also able to provide innovative educational programs for students and adults, including seminars, lectures, readings, performances, and film and video screenings. By presenting truly critical art, White Box acts counter to the surrounding highly commercial environment and seeks to advance creative difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.theg77.org/"&gt;The G-77&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; began in 2003 when a group of visual artists (and contributors including geographers, biologists, writers, musicians, architects, and critical thinkers) convened In New York City to discuss current trends in cultural expression. As a result, this primarily anonymous group chose Aboveground Representatives to be their public voice. The G-77 is committed to seeking out alternative ways of gaining, absorbing, and disseminating concrete and poetic information and to act as a model for society at large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gensler.com/news/2007/02-07_appts.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lance Boge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  As design director for Gensler's retail studio in New York, Lance Boge creates branded environments, specializing in retail and prototype design for leading international retailers, financial companies, and banking organizations. Boge joined Gensler in 2000 with 16 years of previous professional experience. Throughout his career, Boge has worked with creative leaders in fields such as fashion, art, and advertising, creating spatial solutions appropriate to their varied demands. Boge has been a design critic at Yale University, Parsons School of Design, Harvard University, and Columbia University; he has taught at both Yale and Parsons. He earned a bachelor of arts from Boston University and a masters in architecture from Yale University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane Brennan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Shane received a Bachelor of Arts degree in art, critical theory, and media studies from Brown University in 2007. He has worked and interned at a variety of art organizations, including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.creativetime.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Creative Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.whitney.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Whitney Museum of American Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Shane is currently living in New York City, where he continues to pursue art, writing, and curating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sarah Wilmer.  I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt; am an image-maker and a storyteller. My process is intuitive and my pictures come from a very personal place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;  Space, time, mood, isolation and fantasy are common threads in my work. Together they tell narratives of quiet and mystery unified by shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1034840352440454747-2611978508388876358?l=constructedmoment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/feeds/2611978508388876358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1034840352440454747&amp;postID=2611978508388876358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/2611978508388876358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1034840352440454747/posts/default/2611978508388876358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constructedmoment.blogspot.com/2007/10/reading-1.html' title='The Course'/><author><name>Mattingly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqSTFYY9d9k/SaAivbqmHCI/AAAAAAAAABc/LVZspcMxJzY/S220/Mary_Laundry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
