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Guns In America

An early morning in May, I went for a routine walk to enjoy the sunrise and make some photographs in a nearby forest preserve area. On the same route I had gone out on, I returned and found an object in the road. I didn’t know what it was at first. In disbelief, I made a photo on my iPhone, to send to my Dad who confirmed it was indeed a loaded handgun in a holster. He called in a report to the county police, who drove to the site within a 15 minutes. Upon the officer’s arrival, my dad met him there, and the owner of the gun had returned after noticing it was gone when he arrived to work. The owner explained the handgun must have been on the top of his truck, as he backed out of his driveway that morning to take his daughter to school and go off to work. The handgun must have slid off and fallen in the road, where I found it. This man happens to teacher of the concealed carry course in the area. No citations were made. No human is perfect, and this experience perfectly highlights the shocking changes in the quiet, small-town neighbourhood I grew up in.

 

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Freedom

Words are supposedly made up, but does that mean they lose their meaning? The words still mean what they mean. So is not the words that is the problem but the ideas about the words that seem to be in flux- when does an idea ever justify violence? Vision of complete peace and harmony would say never. So then, how could a motive to peace and harmony inflict a kind of suffering that is also a form of violence?

Words are used to communication, to convey information, and hopefully come to a kind of agreement. When there is not agreement, there is conflict. Conflict of values, conflict of interest, clashing vision, different desired outcomes? Not always. A shared outcome could still result in seeing different pathways toward an outcome. What is the point of discussing the terminology in abstract form? To gain some kind of space-to make make a calm approach towards a volatile subject. The the with volatile subjects is humans are animals and still maintain some kind of instinct to pounce, deal with the thing now. That does not always result in the most generative outcome.

Words can be used as guises for something else. And in an effort to maintain what is what, and the meaning of words used as ideals for cultural values – freedom comes up all the time. The ideal of freedom is supposedly grasp as right for some and not right for others. That there would be a correct understanding of freedom is something worthwhile to sit up straight for. To pay some attention to what is this idea, what is about ideas that posses and drives people, and which of those ideas create the outcomes desired.

being without is not freedom
freedom requires effort
easier as it may seem to do without than to work for what you want
there is a delicate balance between striving and allowing
providing and contentment

at any time one has given grief, uttered contempt, or proclaim a higher order to be knowing -then the Etymology dictionary services as tool to find out what’s really going on at the heart of the matter. It’s not really free to use, though we imagine that-since it’s online. But for anyone who has the privilege to use the resource of the internet- here we are:

From etymology.com 

Old English freodom “power of self-determination, state of free will; emancipation from slavery, deliverance;” see free (adj.) + -dom. Meaning “exemption from arbitrary or despotic control, civil liberty” is from late 14c. Meaning “possession of particular privileges” is from 1570s. Similar formation in Old Frisian fridom, Dutch vrijdom, Middle Low German vridom. Freedom-rider recorded 1961 in reference to civil rights activists in U.S. trying to integrate bus lines.

It has been said by some physicians, that life is a forced state. The same may be said of freedom. It requires efforts, it presupposes mental and moral qualities of a high order to be generally diffused in the society where it exists. [John C. Calhoun, speech, U.S. House of Representatives, Jan. 31, 1816]

Freedom fighter attested by 1903 (originally with reference to Cuba). Freedom-loving (adj.) is from 1841.

19 March 2018

seeing as a well
a pupil pours in or out
birth babies for life

Rachel Wolfe
19 March 2018
Oslo Norway

 

Google Translate

ser som en brønn
en elev går inn eller ut
fødsel babyer for livet

Equation

A friend told me that equality is denial. I try to refrain from “is” statements as often as possible, but this one seemed relevant given the propagandistic use of the terms: equality and freedom.
Admittedly, I had no way of knowing how to articulate what I was making when I made the four exposures which make this quadrant image called: Equation After 2yrs of graduate schooling and 2yrs living abroad in what is considered one of the most equality driven societies in the world, I can make turn into words which was visually articulated. I would say then, the fashion in art these days for accompany text then services some kind of impulse to educate, or tell about, what it is we are seeing. That describing something, some how makes the encounter of nonsense make sense.
Each photograph was composed with the same materials in the referent (as in the real encounter in the real world), pavement, cloth, tar, formed in what I would find out upon researching made smooth again the cuts into the pavement. The scanned images then concealments of utility work. Band-aids for the underground structures which move the resources which modern life relies: water, waste, electricity.
In logic games, math, and computing, Logic (logos) serves as the basis of all that is (is, a word for reality, or realisation). So then, within a logic-based system, the business of telos services a design often residing in the ideology of the actions. The purpose, or an end, brings me to thinking about the colloquialism: Means to an end. Those who function based on a means to an end may claim logic in their actions and choices, but the fatal conceit in this mode of working is a form of denial. Denial is perhaps a strong word, maybe it is the premise of a supremacy on the principles or laws in nature. This of course a trauma when some dynamic earthy event transpires-natural disasters they are called. They are a disaster for things moving slowly, but not really some kind of disaster in reality at all. The disaster is part of our relationship to the natural, the unexpected, that we try to forget about not having sustainable power over. Remembering this may seem as an “of course” -why is that political leaders don’t remember this so much? I really wonder. Do they think they are god? or doing something valuable for others? Seems like that could be the case. I really don’t know.
Back to logos and logic-not to conflate the two, but to use the two as turning points in thinking. The constricting feeling of solely-logic based reasoning is not an accident. This mode of working has a sensory experience akin to entrapment, enslavement, double binding, or in other words-creating insanity out of otherwise sane people. For me, the more interesting part about looking at these, is the utter folly and sense of humor I experience from viewing them. To extract all of the real reference points, I see perspectives on some kind of other worldly band-aid. This could be due to the fact that in making photographs I often am making them for the index, so I can reference back later, and learn…what was it I was looking at. Why was I looking at it? Ant it was because I am interested in how things work, not on an instructional level, but on the level of a series of steps goes towards making a thing, and then that thing interacts with another, and so the result was not a matter of fact, but the byproduct of the process itself. The byproducts of the labor processes are visible everywhere. And contained in the byproducts, I have been able to document, and investigate the kind of thinking and labor that made the result which seems at once as a surprise to some, but if these dynamics are understood, are a total “of course”…and then becomes a kind of humor that is laughing at folly.
Laughing at folly, then a kind of twisted sadness and humor, the cynical humor popular today. This kind of humor, the laughing so as not to cry. Because somehow, the labor and efforts which go towards the conditions of living we are working for have built into them their own termination. And that, the aspect of the modern world that has built into it, its own termination, I see then, the underlying difference between humans, nature, technology, is no difference at all. There’s some kind of ending build right into the way things are. And so any forced dichotomy, idea that somehow technology and nature are at odds, that modern man is somehow at odds with nature, has roots in stories and lies. Because all that was, is, and will be, forever in their varying forms, are made by the laws and principles of nature.
Suppose this is why space research becomes interesting. And deep earthly digging research. The hunt for the visual evidence which can be researched and read for the underlying dynamics.
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Haiku på norsk

For a year, I wrote by hand on paper, a haiku-a-day. Then I translated the haikus to Norwegian, using Google Translate. Of course, these translations are not accurate and likely make little sense. This act is a modern enactment of the term: transliterations. Sometimes bad translation can be funny and sometimes they can be rude, or extreme cases fatal.

As a personal endeavour, ask in much of my serious work, I look for ways to transform frustration, through forms of ridicule to ridiculous. Can laughter be a service of mending divided relations, or are such aspirations purely naive in the times we live today.

The project services a study in structure and rules, such that an English poem following the rules of Haiku, are then broken when translated to Norwegian. Is there a way to compose the haikus in Norwegian so they follow rules of haiku? or could such a project be considered futile?

The idea to do this haiku project started with a desire to learn Norwegian. The classes were difficult in that I became so enamoured with studying the etymology of words- the pace of learning was slowed. And in many ways, though deeply frustrating at times still-I learned a great deal about the English language and how I have used words I thought I new their meaning and really, in fact, did not. And if in today’s culture speaking words with different meanings is permitted-then how do we uphold the structures which we rely upon?

Enter the latency of learning. The ripples, halos, after effects of learning and having the learning come around later.

This project now has developed into proposal of The Arctic Residency research project: Gå Sakte.

Exhibition Note: This haiku project I envision as an interactive exhibition, where people can write-in their haikus in their language, and people can translate them as part of playing/learning new cultures. I would like to see a world where things are not all in English, but rather where different languages and cultures can be celebrated for and tolerated in their differences.

27.mai.2015

strong songs for stretching

wind swirls flower dust and tears

a peaceful embrace

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sterke sanger for å strekke

vinden virvler blomst støv og tårer

en fredelig omfavnelse

26.mai.2015

busy cleaning day

washing stretching and learning

putting my feet up

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opptatt rengjøring dag

vasking stretching og læring

å sette min fot opp

25.mai.2015

strange dreams give sun way

to part eyes away for fun

camera shutters

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rare drømmer gi Søn måte

til en del øyne bort for moro skyld

kamera skodder

24.mai.2015

sleeping in feels good

on the occasion of rain

dusk perfumes nostrils

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sover i føles godt

i anledning av regn

skumring parfymer neseborene

23.mai.2015

getting a new lens

ferry rides transforms the day

tasting new candy

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får en ny linse

fergeturer forvandler dag

smaker nye candy