I'm working on an animation project at the moment and have rediscovered William Burroughs, I thought a few graphics people might be interested in this or anyone else who has a dada bent.
...where everything old is new again on the interweb.
It reminds me of another variation...
...I introduced one of my secondary school teachers to. He asked us to write two pages about any special event over the long week-end.
I started of by saying that I could not do it because "Nothing happenend it was raining" but he was not very willing to hear my arguments and insisted on two pages so...I pulled out the dictionary and looked up the definition of "nothing" and "happened" and continued all the way to "raining" Than I started over again with the definition of the first word in the definition of "nothing" than the second ...and so on and so on. After having started over again untill the whole thing was two pages I thought I had done a fine job. The teacher was stubborn and disagreed...
THE SCIENTISTS WERE...
THE SCIENTISTS WERE DECIMATED AND THEREAFTER AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL THE FOUR HORSEMAN CHANTED OBEDIENCE TO AUGUSTUS AND THE LAST WRETCHED PROFFESOR, KING OF THE WISEMEN, BEGAN TO CONSTRUCT THE MONKEYS SPACE TRAVELLING MACHINE.
DAVID AN GOLIATH ASCENDED IN THE SPACE TRAVELLING MACHINE AND DID NAVIGATE THROUGH THE SEVEN MAGNIFICENT MARTIAN TOWERS AND LANDED UPON THE SPLENDID LAWNS OF THE TEMPLE OF THE ARACHNID. TOGETHER THE MONKEYS SPIED UPON THE GRANDEUR OF THE MARTIAN TEMPLE "THE WRETCHED LOVE OF THE ARACHNID HAS DESTROYED A MANS HEART" SAID GOLIATH. "THE GRASSHOPPERS WERE FORCED TO BUILD THE TEMPLE" SAID DAVID.
AND UPON THE SPLENDID LAWNS OF THE TEMPLE THE MARTIAN PRIESTS ROYALLY TRUMPETED THE LOVE OF THE ARACHNID QUEEN AND THE SACRIFICE OF THE GRASSHOPPERS AND THE IDOLATORS DID BREAK INTO SONG IN PRAISE OF THEIR QUEEN
No more joke posts I swear.
I've seen some design work done this way and I have to say the results are...bloody awful. But what Koen said reminded of doing woodwork and meatal work in school (which I didn't excel in) mostly becuase we were expected to make ugly uninspiring garbage, how are manual arts taught elsewhere? The situation here is pretty dire, they could at least teach the kids to make some shaker style things.
Burroughs' dad was in the calculator business before...
getting into mainframe computers. Young William, from St. Louis (I can't remember for sure), ran along way to escape his father's entrepreneur's shadow, though he never tried to give away the fortune that was his inheritance (unless you call shooting up loads of horse giving it away). He lead a tough life by choice. He became a willing heroin junky (he knew it was deeply addictive before he sunk the needle). He shot the love of his life in the face with a pistol while trying to shoot an apple off her head, or a cigarette out of her mouth, down Mexico way, depending on which legend you read. Early exhorter of Jack Kerouac to write. Burroughs actually cleaned up his act in his 60s/70s and lived a long, quiet life writing in a little white house in Lawrence, Kansas near Haskell Institute. He moved there to be left alone, but many made pilgrimages to him. His writing got to "it," which makes him a formidable author since so few authors ever get to "it." but the "it" he got to is pretty ghastly and there is no evidence that it is particularly edifying. I actually like his last book or two that he wrote when clean. He wrote it relatively conventionally. Too bad he will only be known for Naked Lunch, Junky, and randomized writing.
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