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For all of you fellow domestic summer weekend slackers(!), you might be interested in a new "City Psyche" blog series I have started - camera and journal in hand - exploring San Francisco streets again. To get some some sense, the opening passage goes:
A current challenge is to look for signs (text, image, etc.) that work as collective epiphanies of life in this City, if not across the nation, globe, etc. That is to explore the ways in which individual and collective psyche emerge in an identifiable configuration. The process is probably most taken from some combination of Jersey Grotowski’s, Towards a Poor Theatre, and the principles of Arte Povera. The brief sum of which is to work the streets and - not ruling out the complex - to find texts and images within simple and/or found materials. The additional task is not to belabor a critical definition of any discovery. In fact, the primary impulse is to use eyes and ears - or any of the other senses - reveal what makes for awe. I don’t mean awe in a shallow, romantic sense. But to find those situations in which the senses are penetrated in such a way as to make you stop in your own tracks, either for a second or an enduring space of time.
For example, I am walking across Guerrero at 19th Street at dusk on a Friday evening. A young woman on a cell-phone is in the cross-walk just ahead of my step. “Don’t be fashionably late, sucker,” she says, her voice at full volume.
Your comments always appreciated.
Stephen V
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