Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Forms from the Formless

Zhuangzi
These ideas, called minimalist, and abstract expressionist, arise in conversation like Legends of the Unconscious not yet written, have many sources to do with vacancy and presence, vacancy of the design and designer, presence of the flows of the natural.

Making and repeating patterns to identify work as recognizable of a certain brand contradicts vacancy, but is a usual style of exhibition, at least after the effect.

Dropping a stone on glass, making by erosion, breakage, eruption, gravity, is vacancy. But if I ask -- if firings are apocalypses what are reconciliations of the good -- no results  are found. The pine will die in the fire!

 Lee Ufan, in Mono-ha, the School of Things, says unknowing materials reveal knowledge. Against thought and forethought the breakage  when stone hits glass conforms to gravity and glass, not the intention of the artist, otherwise the result is mere thought. Only the tension of artist, glass and stone and the freedom of each to act and crack unknowing reveals qualities inherent in, but not visible as object.

Yes this is a little simple. Crack the stone, conceal the stone, railroad ties reveal connotations of forced labor in Japanese colonies in World War II, Ireland's famine stone walls around the Burren are famine walls denoting starvation and slavery. Starkly burning wood makes charcoal. So we might study with creosote and yarrow, mugwort and water or look in the tortoise mirror where the Extremes of Biological Extinction preoccupy such beings.

Laminating Opposites 

Listening for the spirit of knowing and not knowing in a human mind, as if passage tombs were like wood kilns, and even pollution makes a use while laminating opposites to show ourselves with volcano, chalk hill, wood kiln. Infiltrating cone 5 clay into cone tens laden with bark and organics, rock, volcanic ash, erosion deposition, reburying feldspar of decomposed granite, shigaraki layering,  cracks, stressing with cedar berries, pine needles, sycamore bark, buckeye pods, chicken bones,  --what else-- fish streams of shino in the underclay where spines are buried, pebbles, manure, vermiculite! beetles! road kill!, chollas, spines, pads, all buried to dare? A split scarab stretching geologics.

Mercury

Mercury-like thrust faults and global contraction of the planet with lobate scarps from interior cooling. Mercury has a larger core than other inner planets. Cumulative compressional strain recorded in the lobate scarps suggests a decrease in Mercury's radius, which the kiln can easily top, at least 10%. So a reduction of the kiln, the anagama produces the lobate scarps [scalps] or cliffs of implosion, displacement thrust faults, compressional stresses, thermal contraction, lineated terrain. Preexisting crater rims disrupted into crude polygonal hills and fractures, mantled, blanketed by impact ejecta. Miners, dwarves, nibelungs explode the iron oxide earth clay coat, rutile wash, cobalt hole.

Core contractions

All these global aspects of Mercury lead to a loss of surface that secreting, planting contradiction into the clay makes. Slumping, cutting earthquakes seek the volcano in the kiln. The pollution in saying so calls fire out of the medieval Cloud of Unknowing with the spirit. Fathom that after the volcano, like the shell of a man shrunk, heart sack creased like a pot expelled from itself, with naught to say. Thought burns up. Intellect ceases. You stand struck, parietal lobes rewired.This destruct is art? Apocalypse, all these firings are apocalypses.

The Seals

Think the sculptors and the piscine shapes of women know that we go in this fire? The kiln  is about  blushes girls make when they come out and open their faces. The Unloading makes the color ranges known. In the catacombs Don Reitz is rumored to mix his clays from a WSO base, with a pinch of  secret (oxide). Others are trucking raw clay from the East as Reitz draws From The Heart. Implicit reduction of oxygen or oxidation forced with ash and smoke from chemicals saturated in the clay makes them blush. Iron and copper clay compositions set up blushes with the wood, depending whether pecan, walnut, pine. Some place they fire with cinnamon, persimmon, madrone. Lee Ufan (Japan), Claudi Casanovas (Spain) and Donald Judd (W Tex (Marfa!)), range to and fro over takes of this natural, cuts of stone hills and scrub growth, sun and sky.

Been touched? Once burned? Twice?  Feel the fire? Fire is romanticized.When the sixth angel sounds it will loose the angels bound in the Euphrates but by the seventh angel it is all resolved. Why were they in the Euphrates (not the Gihon, Tigris, or Nile)? Why had they been bound, now loosed?! The 200 million horses breathe sulphur, fire and smoke. They are kilns wrenching scripture fromfrom the Tower of Babel to Kafka's Wall of China. China to Babel, horses to kilns, all prophets, Enoch, Noah, David, Isaiah, Jonah, Jesus, John -- traditional and iconoclastic. Consider a whip to cleanse the Temple. Kafka enforces scripture with the biblical. The Great Wall of China and the kiln opening are like a nephew who asks what the opening of the seventh seal means. I told him that I hate to spoil the ending. It's not art, this parageography to geology of the voyages of Odysseus, Virgil, St. Brenden or As Beowulf stands beside the burning mere Of plumb immensity before he’ll go Into the vast abysm without fear, And wonders if that watery bed’s his bier Before he draws a breath of earth’s sweet air, And dives into the darkness of the mere:

Poetry, you save that difference between water and earth, air and fire, male and female.

 Mining Minimals

Taurobolium
How can the intellect pollute the natural and its art when it thinks it is mining the heart? All mining produces contamination of surface and subsurface, slag heaps, gob piles, subsidence, runoff increase. Chemicals concentrate in water that the Reitz Ranch is well situated to recall, chemicals concentrated in the Verde River run right by. Consider the Verde river polluted with mine tailings and arsenic runoff just down from here where Cottonwoods fish the river. Maybe they don't drink the water, but abandoned smelter stacks and slag piles wash down leftover mines also in Globe, Bisbee, Jerome and a hundred others. Compare these with the intellectual pollution of the natural in the human. Like it or not, seeking depth, mines are the depth of art mirroring life that cannot take the pristine uprights of Reitz' sculptural  recall, with its crosses and grave artifacts, other than as if they were the River Shannon graveyards of Clonmacnoise. The last thing I remember is Jonathan Cross saying something like, "the fire of the volcano," who insisted that deliberation of ceramic takes of the world were intellectual, after a taking of the natural. The argument was that had they the colors we have they'd certainly used them. So the sea would not remain the wine-dark of Homer. But what is art if not pollution, considering our surroundings, the hills barren, the river poisoned, the sky filled with chemtrails all the sun filled day? Intellect to intellect? I didn't say this. I am listening as if knowing is finding the spirit of knowing and not knowing simultaneously, as in a human mind.The red, black and white clay colors of ancient statuary are like the three classical colors, the only colors, inferred from Arabic is a Truth Business.

Kiln opening.

Do you love art talk? Claudi Casanovas, in Twenty Blocks, says "each piece is a silence. If I were a poet, I would inscribe words there." Here Casanovas too, but such impossibility! The silence is complete. Only stressing of materials is exciting, but why should I buy their pieces when I can go to Winslow and buy petrified wood as big or bigger than I can lift, already stressed?

The stressing of materials echoes Mono-ha, unaltered ephemera. The impression these give on the GalerieBesson site is of a depersonalization attractive because the viewer doesn't have to figure out the message, recognize the face, interpret the image. It's a rock of its own self collecting, but there were no human figures in the kiln. Donald Judd collaborated with his father, but had extreme distaste for galleries and art biz. Artist as "designer," not "maker" might not obscure that design.

Whether preceding the made, made in the making, or found after in breaking, an archeological scrub is a mere time constraint, for should there be time no longer, to further the Biblical, if then, then now, time is a convenience for those who talk. If no time, then what maker, not to deny the work, merely to say nothing, certainly not thank you for saying, it is good.  Judd died so rich he started the Judd foundation in Marfa. That's where poet Robert Creeley got sick at Lannan Foundation in order to die in Odessa. They later made I Love Dick there.

 I got out a pit fired Papago pot from the old indian trader Kermit Lee. You can see the burn marks and its softness: “Eight miles from the Pisinemo Road is the Quijotoa Trading Post. Quijotoa is a Spanish corruption of KiaHoaToak, Papago for “carrying basket mountain.” The Quijotoa Mountains were mined in 1774 and again with more importance in the 1880s. At the trading post, Mr. and Mrs. Kermit Lee have a wonderful selection of Papago baskets and pottery. Baskets range from thumb-nail miniatures made of horsehair to waste basket size of yucca, beargrass, and martynia…Almost directly across from the Trading Post is a road north to Santa Rosa Village. Just west of it is Ventana Cave; and here lies some of the most ancient history in North America.” Desert Magazine,
 May1969.

2014 and after --"Firing in wood burning kilns gave him new surfaces to explore along with new clay bodies that he discovered while in Japan, clay from Shigaraki. Sandy clay from the bed of Lake Biwa has a warm orange color which characterizes Shigaraki ware [?] of irregular contours and archaic flavor. Firing technique shifted from reduction to oxidation firing, which allows free admission of air during the firing rather than limited air admission into the kiln. This allows iron oxides to be used as part of the coloring process. The allowance of free air is due to the type of ancient kiln, called an anagama kiln, which is used to fire Shigaraki ware...achieves the mineral glaze surface. Depending on the placement of the piece, the resulting coat of ash and minerals will vary with a greyish to a reddish-brown colorizing, small impurities protrude, caused by embedded quartz [feldspar?] partially fired. Covered with a thin layer of overrun yellowish-brown to a peach blossom red color glaze that crackles when fired is also characteristic."

Voulkos "Invented each time as if for the first time then reinvented as part of the history of invention."...geology of art, archeology, layer by layer...primeval geology, gap, crack, smash, sludge, break...beauty of the crack, the burned crack, the torn edge, plasticity, viscosity, drying, slashed, embedded, incised, scratched, scored, incised wax resist stacks, plates, STACKS! contours, recesses, fit for caves, spelunkers, "destroy itself at the same time it creates," ...original wary attitude toward applied glaze solidified to total avoidance...cylinder, dome, sphere, disk, plate, slab. Leather hard wheel forms joined in various combinations in stacks or ice buckets (?) muscular, irreverent, anti-academic [primitef] (From the introduction of Clay's Tectonic Shift: John Mason ceramic walls].  Mason began to make massive rough-hewn walls... huge cross forms and solid, geometric shape...imprinting the finished form with the gestural force of its making-ceramic walls]. Walls, vertical totems, crosses, reaching for the primitive.

We are going to forgive Voulkos for being an influence on so many ceramic artists. That's their fault. Also forgive the force of his personality, here's a good pic. The solitude, rejection, anger, energy, dislocation: “The minute you begin to understand what you’re doing it loses that searching quality.  Your emotions take over and what happens just happens. Usually you don’t know it’s happened until after it’s done.http://franklloydgallery.wordpress.com/2009/07/09/peter-voulkos-on-improvisation/Of the influence of Franz Kline

Of the influence of Franz Kline: "Bridges, tunnels, buildings, engines, railroads, and other architectural and industrial icons are imagery informing Kline's work; lines, planes, facets, coal, "Kline’s memories of his native Pennsylvania’s coal-mining region, with its stark scenery, locomotives and similar massive mechanical shapes to which the titles of his later abstract images sometimes referred." Reading that Franz Kline's black and white paintings with tunnels and roads stems from his childhood in Wilkes Barre and the coal mines makes me wonder at the influence of that house along the railroad where we lived from 5-16. Especially the early years, starting 1947 the trains smoke was not scrubbed. What was later white was black as soot, especially where the freights had to go up a gentle rise we live in the middle of. There were two tracks, only freight trains, that went to and way from the Pennsylvania Railroad train yard a few miles down. This was a big operation hillsides undermined by coal extraction prevented development.When I look at these rectilineal constructs, crosses etc I see grave stone ceremonials. Much of Voulkos, Callas, Reitz is suited to memorials. De Kooning also enters these associations, who I have long loved, block and slices. I love everything he says about art non art.

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Malcolm Davis:

Their glazes were basically feldspar with a little ash.


The secret of carbon-trapping is in one ingredient: soda ash. My particular glaze has
about 18% soda ash. Many shinos have no soda ash at all and are glazes used by potters
who do not want carbon-trapping and are searching for a more traditional Japanese sur-
face. I love those pots, but I am obsessed with carbon and soot.
reduction pulls the oxy out of the glaze that was grown in, sulfide to sufate
Note on celadon: a little tin oxide and/or barium carbonate will help with the blue color.

John Mason
The common reduction fired Shino glazes in North America are mostly gloss or semigloss, fat, white crackle glazes with some orange to red and dark red from iron in the clay body or iron slips under the glaze. Shinos were born in Japan as almost pure high fired feldspar glazes. Shino on porcelain requires underglaze iron bearing slips, or in-glaze iron (i.e. from an iron-containing kaolin). Shinos are fluxed with soda spars and nepheline syenite and do not contain calcium because it dissolves the iron and inhibits the red color. Shinos usually do not have added silica, the silica being contributed by the feldspars and the clays in the glaze. Some Shinos contain Spodumene, which may be added to balance the high expansion soda spars. A simple Shino recipe is 70% Nepheline Syenite and 30% Kaolin. Shino

Iron Glazes

After: I have done this in clay than I did in glass and words. The world is before us, but the pot remains after. Ask what he will do tomorrow if he had success today-what are you working on, as they do all novelists. The answer is there is no time and what is done is done before, during and after. 
 First titled: Unloading the Last Reitz Wood Kiln, 20 Jan 2014

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Eruptions in Phoenix

Pompeii
 Eons from now we're going to find these pots and think civilization was here, like in Greece and Rome. Can you imagine what they'll conclude when they dig up the Ceramics Research Center?

A series of pots excavated from ancient Roman digs, probably from Pompeii, either that or they were broken and put back together by shard hunters: an appealing view is that they had just been thrown before the holocaust, but saved by that atmospheric bisque in the moment of  eruption, 800 degrees in some places, low fire, which accounts for the stress. They have been delayed in arrival from customs boondoggles. Please understand all these statements as if they are still waiting to be fired @ cone 10, and are made to look as if they had undergone those stresses. I suppose the striations and cracks from stretching the clay also occur from the suddenness of heat without kindling, though they must have been sitting there to dry some time after being taken off the wheel. 
Afterward the heavy ash would have sifted from the cracks leaving them as you see. Further  post Pompeii studies are likely to record sources. In one we can just see traces of an outline of Italy in the remains.

Egypt. Another series of these fiery disasters occurred at Fall of the Egyptian Zodiac, part natural, part political which could be linked to politics, lining up modern Cairo with Naples, which presents constellations in the promise of a horn blown against the serpent [tyrant] Ouroboros, fulfilled in the upraised arms of the Warrior Deliverer, but the top blew off. Put to biscuit kindle an hour, the controls were left on high from the previous fire. The floor manager did not return for an hour. Turning on the fan to clear the smell (and smoke), which  made more thermal shock, in another hour there was a  crack. Zodiac exploded all over the kiln. That was the end of democracy. You may say of the elders of Egypt, even if their faces get singed, that if the top is exploded the bottom may go. That of course leaves us worse off than when we started. That the walls are still standing is something that the vessel will not hold. The complete story is here at Foresight and Fall of the Egyptian Zodiac.

These politics would need a greater series of earthquakes with great splits and cracks in faces and cliffs of pots,  but the daring needs to be great because the whole construct is at risk, especially from inch thick impasto slices of porcelain speed dried over other base laminated clays which accelerate the cracks. 

Syria These matters affect Syria among the Arab states. Did not CIA boast in recent bulletins that it overthrew the Iran democracy in 1953 to put in the Shah? Obama wants what exactly Bush, Johnson, et. al. did. Wait for the news.

Monday, August 12, 2013

Woman & Samurai

Samurai and Lady, 17 July

Loose Leaf Tea Jar


May 22, 2013. 16 x 10 x 9.Jar has two faces on this side, a diagonal from 2 o'clock to 7 ending in the chin, and 12 o'clock to 5.30 down the center of the face.

Thursday, August 1, 2013

10 July


The last in series of big, tall pieces with no bottom. That way they don't catch rainwater when they take their inevitable walk to the garden. 21" tall x42" around even if it doesn't look like it.

Figure 44" Waist, 3 July



Angel I & II - 22 May, 29 May

Angel I looks like a previous b/w monotype of that name.

Passing the Baton 19 Apr 13

Two figures pass the baton to the one with his hands in his pockets with the look of surprise. I sent him as a bio pic to Anti-Poetry. They want him for a future cover.

 Deconstructing the Vessel. Cracks bulges, botanical formations at the top instead of whole, round and perfect.

Rapture in Progress 3 April 13



 This was the blurb of Rapture: 

--Warning for any inquirers, the bottom of the inside is inscribed with words written in every rapture, The Lord Is My Shepherd. Sorry about that. This was done on Aeyrie's birthday. It is in the round, figures ascending in different stages and is like Opening the Fifth Seal which shows the figures as a canvas. It takes a while to understand these things, but I seem to have made countless images of  people flying up, at least since I wrote on a student's paper way long ago, what do they do at the tops of mountains, children lifting pretty heads from pillow beds? So not only here, but by interpretation of El Greco's Opening the Fifth seal and in the end in Danby's Sixth Seal, in the process of being hung.
"It was all wrapped in these children being born and flying around, "what do they do at the tops of mountains, children lifting pretty heads from pillowed beds?...Raleigh says You rose into the mountain air and nevermore were seen. I don't know if it answers what children lifting pretty heads from pillowed beds were doing at the tops of mountains, but right up until Once upon a time when it was dead and gone, when one was enough and too much to be alive and well in Ameryca, the new found land, a glory rose up into the head... Raleigh, the marigold in the sun's eye, seems to write about it in his address to Queen Elizabeth in his poems of 1596 where his "first-born love...Restless desire from my love that proceeded / leave to be and seek heaven by dying, since you, oh you, your own hope have exceeded by too high flying."...
So they are all children of St Branden who turn the cheek, spiritual children shall we say, who seek another country, full of mishap called justice. You see how fruitful the allegory is by result, even if there is so much effort in the history of America, the outer one, to find the inner. All the little pretty ones, utopias, Oneidas, so many more in two hundred years than all the world produced in its entirety... How can green know the red? I am what he was, within. It wouldn't change anything he did, not a certainty  to be within what he was without, visible from the interior but not from the exterior. That's the play. The moon has opened up her eyes, like summer stars so soon they rise. Thirty years of absolute sobriety, with love. Of course these things are, but saying so in the same parlance requires that my ears hast Thou pierced, as Messiah said. Listening, hearing the revelation, he wakens me morning by morning to listen as one being taught, as when a slave in Israel, offered freedom after seven years, to continue in that service put an ear against a board where the owner pierced the lobe to symbolize his listening to him alone. The sublime writer carries this along from Psalm 40. Lo I come...I delight to do Thy will, O my Elohim: yea, the  law is written in my heart, no certainty, and he knows nothing of the future, only the moment and past revised amid all failures and regret. Prophetic and at the same time impossible, nobody picking Calendar up forty years later would see anything symbolic in "A Conjunction of Planets," What lovers' open lips we are tonight in time the endless world, our minds unfurled. Symbol is defeated by propaganda, but propaganda cannot eradicate symbol, only neutralize it by saying it cannot be understood. These texts were to prepare the y to overcome the i, a reversal to which we all now have our attention drawn. I think Goya or El Greco said that. Souls in the egg, so all right world, Hatch and hatch. from Ameryca With a Y - Autobiography of a Poem



Monday, June 3, 2013

2013 II

2) 22 May Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil 
1) 8 May 21x13x10
16x10x8 22 May


Grotesque of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil.

This style has its hazards. It wanted to shape fluting with stretched porcelain, the figure around the vase from some notion that it would pick up the pot and walk off, the green contrast against orange shino the tree's leaves so to speak. But myriad cracks of the stretched clay produced dark where the glaze broke, not veins of leaves. The entwined figure likewise turned dark, glaze separating into scales which looked more like the figure was strangling the tree. It takes some time to be able to see what is actually there as opposed to what one thought should be there.

What this says about the value of education can be left to the spectator. What it says in the iconography of the forbidden seems evident in the corrosion of the dark clay of the figure, borders of red around the "leaves," orange, = maroon cracking, speckling, spalling, a perfect allegory of the knowledge that can cut the fins off every shark to enhance health. Evil is always so explained, analyzed, rationalized that pains have been taken at  Scribd sites, HistoPossum, Opiomes, Building Transhuman Immortals, and etc. The white shino interior of this vase belies the ill prognosis where it has collected on the inward curves of the slopes like snow.