The Crucible of Man III
The Crucible of Man III
The Crucible of Man II
I’m running s bit behind. The eclipse, Wednesday night, threw me a bit of a curve ball and it’s taken a day or so to settle.
As mentioned in the #pinp18 announcement earlier this week, I’m doing an analogue process with a digital output.
I’m cutting up Calvino’s Invisible Cities, building the poem that way, and then using Phonto with the fractal images I’ve been creating (oh hell, they are incredibly addictive and hypnotic to create and explore) to make the digital poem. I have, so far, enjoyed this intersection of the two.
What I’m particularly enjoying playing with is the ability to easily subtract or add a single word.
Above is ‘Crucible of Man’ and below ‘Starry Starry night’.
It’s almost that time of year again*.
This February sees the return of Post-It Note Poetry (PINP) for the 6th year. Yes, this will be the sixth time I will have dedicated myself to writing very small pieces of poetry (of dubious quality) on post-it notes, or created poems of an equivalent size in honour of the original dare I had with Adam Byatt – to commit to writing a month of bad poetry on post-it notes. From little things big things grow.
I am co-hosting this year with the poetry powerhouse that is Sean Wright (who, if you read the press release, credits the very first year of PINP with inspiring him to get serious about writing poetry and serious he’s been since then as he’s just released his first chapbook of poetry Magpie Tales.)
Across the years I’ve done a bunch of different things, but for the last two years I’ve dedicated PINP to cut-up poetry. This year I am building on that – combining the analogue cut0up process with digital poetry using fractal images as the backdrop. We’ll see how well the idea transposes into the reality of executing and producing it for an entire month. Assuming I do have a second spare cut-up copy, I’m planning to use Calvino’s Invisible Cities as my base text.
PLAYING ALONG AT HOME
For those of you who’d like to play along at home (at work, on the bus or in any of those in between places perfect for scribbling poetic words on small squares of sticky paper) the ‘rules’ are simple:
I can’t wait to see what everyone creates over February.
* Actually cutting it fine this year after a tech mishap ‘lost’ the draft of the press release.