Now that flexible LCD screens are available, I would love to cover my car with LCD material. A camera somewhere on board would film the passing scenery and then display an interpretation moving across the surface of the car as it moved along.
It could even display the background when parked, like super camoflage. mmmmm……., maybe not, other drivers would just crash into it!
I am in the process of moving back to England from Scotland, and have a yearning to hide an `art capsule` somewhere in the old house. A few examples of original art and writings buried under the floor or hidden in a wall space. Now, with hindsight, I wish I had done this everywhere I have ever lived. A secret trail for future arteologists.
A T-shirt that says: Searching for Signal
Only serve food based on writers and writing. Recipes with ingredients as illustrated. Howl (Ginsberg) Salad – Ham(chopped and warm), Olives, Walnuts and lettuce. Blake bake – Beef, Leeks, Artichokes, Kidney beans and egg.
Decorate cakes with writing. Take poetry as payment instead of money
I have always wanted to publish a daily newspaper, full of the news I would want to read not the actual news. Lots of good stuff like: `Drunk sobers up`, `Poet appointed President of World Bank`, `Lawyer hands back fees after losing case` and so on…
Following posts about aiding the creative process. My old life-drawing teacher made an exercise, whereby the model moved to a new position every 20 seconds. The students had to produce a new image for each pose. She went on to say that if you saw someone jump off a ten story building, the truly confident artist would have drawn them before they hit the ground.
I suggest an excercise , whether artist or writer, sit in a cafe or restaurant where you can see people walking past through the window. Sketch, or write a description phrase, for the next person you see each time you look up from the last - as many people as possible over ten minutes. You should end up with a notebook full of material. An excercise in beating hesitancy and building confidence.
Put poetry in bottles or little boats and throw into the sea or rivers. Let it find a reader, if ever. There would be something very special and intimate about the relationship between writer and potrntial reader when the work had to survive in this way.
Last post reminded me of another big idea. Night time. Have someone stationed in each room of a very large building and be in contact by radio/mobile phone with them all. By having them control the lights in their room, spell out letters and words pixel style. A performance seen over a whole city.
Not exactly illusions of grandeur, but always wanted to write the Biggest Poem in the World. 500m letters, 1 mile long phrases, about two or three miles out from a busy airport, so that it can be read from the air. Might help nervous flyers.
You know those Tibetan prayer wheels, which spin in the wind. I always wanted to make some with text around the rim. They can be left out, so the poems are always being performed.
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