The texts can be found at Hisar Copy
For Week 2:
Please Read
Interview with Renee Gladman by Joshua Marie Wilkinson (a poet and Prof. of writing himself) This will give insight into some of the work and a little into the thinking space of Renee Gladman.
http://www.tremolo.org/tremolo-issue7-rgladman.html
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From Newcomer Can't Swim please read the following pieces
Untitled Park In City p.1
Deflected
Streets On Course p.5
Untitled
Woman on Ground p.11
Please Listen
To the audio recording from PennSound
The recording is an hour long and Gladman reads from a collection of her essaysin the beginning, then moves on to reading from The Ravickians at 33.00, you can start listening to her from that part onwards as we will be reading from the novel Event Factory, the first book of the trilogy, which The Ravickians is a part of .
Please Read
Street Haunting: A London Adventure
Street Haunting: A London Adventure
Virginia Woolf
Please Listen
To a piece by Zoë Skoulding
http://www.skald.omnia.co.uk/remains_of_a_future_city.mp3
Week 3
Etel Adnan
Cities &Women
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQQWtKeThqNWlEclU/edit?usp=sharing
Maryanne Amacher
Interview:
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQMTRaWUZFLWZaUVU/edit?usp=sharing
Audio:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8VuZ_dz5W4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=px2mz5ObenQ
Your writing
Aycan Aluçlu
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American Diary
¨
Finally my parents had been convinced by doctors to hospitalize me. It was
awkward, because the pain they suffer was more than that I wanted to give them
with the help of my possible killing attempts, so I was surprised. They were
surprised as well. If I had died, they could have coped with this sorrow
somehow. In this case I wasn’t death, but I wasn’t alive either. I was just
schizophrenia. This was such a sorrow that was not familiar to them and it
would keep them blame themselves for what had happened to me. Furthermore,
unlike death, the passing of the time did not heal their wounds.
Now, whenever my family comes to visit me, their
voices are just like a stone’s voice, which is falling into a bottomless well.
Their bodies standing in front of me diminish like a collapsing balloon
whenever we start to chat. But especially their voices... All of them have the
same tone. ¨
Aycan Aluçlu
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I do nothing these days and am afraid of regretting it in the future.
I don’t know what to do with my life. What will I become? Where will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be
rich? Nobody said to me. The time, it’s gonna show me. Laziness. Anyways, I cannot make do with time. Boşa emek...
I am neither happy nor sad about coming to the States. I’m in deep shit. I cannot describe it. You
would not believe your eyes.
If I decide on missing home, I can’t cope with paranoid attacks. If I don’t miss it, the feeling is
definitely not good at all. It’s something like guilt… I don’t know what to do. It’s like I sleep all day
every day.
Gece yatarken, uyumadan once gozlerimi kapatip gun icinde kulagima gelen cumlelerin gecmise aidiyetlerini yuzume vura vura aynen soyleyenin agzindan ciktigi haliyle kulaklarimda ustuste binerek sonsuzluga yankilanmasini duymayi seviyorum.
I don’t know what to do with my life. What will I become? Where will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be
rich? Nobody said to me. The time, it’s gonna show me. Laziness. Anyways, I cannot make do with time. Boşa emek...
I am neither happy nor sad about coming to the States. I’m in deep shit. I cannot describe it. You
would not believe your eyes.
If I decide on missing home, I can’t cope with paranoid attacks. If I don’t miss it, the feeling is
definitely not good at all. It’s something like guilt… I don’t know what to do. It’s like I sleep all day
every day.
Gece yatarken, uyumadan once gozlerimi kapatip gun icinde kulagima gelen cumlelerin gecmise aidiyetlerini yuzume vura vura aynen soyleyenin agzindan ciktigi haliyle kulaklarimda ustuste binerek sonsuzluga yankilanmasini duymayi seviyorum.
Can Şakirt
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i arrived the
hospital of milista.there were some people were standing,in the darkness,the
faces were blurred.some woman figures were catched while walking in the rooms
from the windows these were the relatively fortunate people in this area cause
they can afford the money of the diesel that generates the electricity.
i untided the
ropes around the two chairs on the back of the pick-up.two shadows departed
from the crowd.two shadows were the two kids, started to tell me something that
i could’not’understand presumabley they wanted the two chairs,hence i gave one
of the chairs took the other and followed them.we entered the building ,there
were no lights inside as we had gone deep more and more people spring-up from
the unknown darkness,we looked each other with no response. The single letter A and the
single letter L and again a A, final
S . ALAS.
Burak Çabaş
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I hate classifying. I only use it as an art of defense.In the dark corners of my mind I still imagine myself as a person who is capable of drawing as if taking notes.
Deniz Başar
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She
became just another sound of feet tapping on the ground, voices ringing
through the room. A noise no different from an automated bird chirp a
sensation no different from a synthetic leaf. Only I was real and
unless I was in physical contact with another body, I simply
disappeared.
Julia Meyer
....................................................Sylvie stood underneath the palm reader’s neon light in mink fur and morning hatred. A few hours before, she had been dead set on an itinerary. First, palm-readings on the edge of Chinatown, then provisions at the Margiela’s deli, then a quick getaway to Canada. This would involve canoeing across the St. Lawrence á la Jacques Cartier. They had only made it to the first waypoint. Outside the palm reader’s, moderately lit, looking at his exceedingly lit girl bathed in neon light, he said something to the effect of if you were a prostitute I would stop for you. He realized later he must not have used the word prostitute. Whatever he said, the words had felt heady and sexy leaving his mouth.
In any other instance, he thought, Sylvie would have laughed and thrown her arms around him and swept him off to Canada and marathon-sexed him in some Mile End auberge. But in this instance, she didn’t, and he was suddenly rueful, having just remembered that an Aquarius with a heavily braided relationship line had no business saying such things to the sad girl staggering with liquor and black magic. But what had really done it this time, he thought, was the cat.
Eliza H. Wallace
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now
i wish
i could undress,
all the violins
deep inside
could just stop
stop for a while,
stonemasons
could give up
my flesh
just for a coffe break,
I mostly write poem-like pieces instead of
prose because I really need those gaps between the words or phrases, those
commas for letting the feelings go, both as a writer and as a reader of that
piece. I need respect for the silence while all the world is waiting for us to
speak unceasingly. I prefer writing to talking and listening to writing. When I
want to listen my inner voice and when I want to celebrate the silence, writing
verses is sometimes only thing to do. Poems are for slowing down, focusing,
feeling and softening and stiffening what is there in the deep. Creating a poem
is like sewing a rag doll. There are various clothes (inside you), but you
carefully choose just a little of them and put a little cotton inside it, shape
it and complete a little neat doll. And then, reading your poem full of your
thoughts and emotions is just like touching your made of doll, seeing it in
front of your eyes...
Pelin Nişancı
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Week 4............................................
Chapter 16 from Rebecca Solnit's Wanderlust, A History of Walking
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQUl85a1lNSFpHdGM/edit?usp=sharing
Watching/Listening:
Janet Cardiff, try with headphones
http://www.cardiffmiller.com/artworks/walks/alterbahnhof_video.html
http://www.cardiffmiller.com/artworks/walks/mallin.html
Interview with Janet Cardiff by Atom Egoyan
http://bombsite.com/issues/79/articles/2463
A short excerpt from Marina Abramović and Ulay's 1988 Great Wall Walk referred to in the Rebecca Solnit text
http://www.moma.org/explore/multimedia/audios/190/1986
week 5
For this week the only new reading or visual not previously assigned is two links from Pelin.
She found these, take a look:
http://www.serpentinegallery.org/2010/09/park_nightsedgware_roadand_ete.html
http://www.serpentinegallery.org/2012/03/etel_adnan.html
Week 6
Here is an excerpt from Kaya Sand's book Remember to Wave
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQcUpob3FWeXpHUUE/edit?usp=sharing
Here is a short presentation of this book on youtube and Kaia talking about it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QoQWJr1eFWk
Maps
Please download this audio map by Julia & Mustafa to your mp3 or iphone, we will need this with us tomorrow, if anyone has additional mp3 players and headphones please bring them along
map1: https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQdllBTTdaUGdlX0k/edit?usp=sharing
Week 8
Alice Notley:
The Descent of Alette Book 1
Please try and read up till page 20
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQbWF3ZXZ5SEFGNHc/edit?usp=sharing
Miru Kim:
http://www.ted.com/talks/miru_kim_s_underground_art.html
http://www.mirukim.com/
midterms:
Dear all, please read and make notes for feedback for each other. Gather questions, try to see what is working and what may not be working so well.
Julia Meyer
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQOUNranZQV213N1k/edit?usp=sharing
Canberk Tufan
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQQkQ2a0hTRnRpNDA/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQRWpLOFF2cEVLWW8/edit?usp=sharing
Mustafa Ayçiçeği
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQS2RBZzBMSWJwRmM/edit?usp=sharing
sound files:
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQU0ZKWFRmT3NQb2M/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQMXNoSlFkMmVEVk0/edit?usp=sharing
Aycan Aluçlu
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQbVBxRkpEdHV0eTg/edit?usp=sharing
Eliza Harper Wallace
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQc0t0NmdJdzFvV1U/edit?usp=sharing
Gaye Yeşilyurt
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQZHViZWtEMHMtWDg/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQd3pXeGROREVBLVk/edit?usp=sharing
Burak Çabaş
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQYWZ0VEJoVEpQSFE/edit?usp=sharing
Pelin Nişancı
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQOXJycHZQdWs5Ulk/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQVHN1Rm5hd2JwNG8/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQR0xrOC1TSVlUNVU/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQZXBuV0VxQXkwMTQ/edit?usp=sharing
Deniz Başar
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQRFFwc18xYzNRU2M/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQOUtlRV94T1pOWFk/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQRk8yNTV2dDJYa3c/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQbDlSaDFRZWNSd3M/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQcDFETm5oTTE5OTQ/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQb05LSXFDZWNBZUE/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQdllrbF95eGFDZm8/edit?usp=sharing
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQOG9iOF9MTFRwVDQ/edit?usp=sharing
Çağan Duran
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQd3BXV3pMb3M4MzQ/edit?usp=sharing
Can Şakirt
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQVjdEOUZjUXFULVU/edit?usp=sharing
Rebecca solnit excerpt
Dear everyone,
Here is the excerpt we will be reading from Rebecca Solnit's Wanderlust, A History of Walking
Please read the entire excerpt and brainstorm before coming to class about designing our own night-walk. Also the play that is to be performed at my house might have a rehearsal next Thursday at around 7. If you are interested in coming to watch it let me know, I would like it to be a biggish group and if this Thursday doesn't work we will find another date.
Those of you you have not yet sent me anything for the midterm please get your work together and send me something this week, Thursday the latest.
See you all soon.
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4u8Of958MnQbV95QXBDSFo1R1k/edit?usp=sharing
Dear everyone,
Finally I was able to get my scanner to work and now you can read about 14 pages from the Kaia Sand book. i also uploaded a link to a small presentation she did on the book. please read these and think about her project before Thursday's class. We can discuss how we might make use of her approach as we go further into discovering different performative and cartographic projects.
Please also send me via email the neighborhood you live in and whether or not you have class right before our class so I can make a little estimate of how to create our collaborative transportation schedule.
Do write to me if you have not made any attempts yet at creating your maps or if you have ran into technical difficulties. Lets try to solve as much as possible before Thursday so we can have most of the time for presentations and experimentation with each other's maps.
Also please always check the page your writing to see if anyone else has been uploaded. This week Can sent some bilingual lines
Dear Everyone,
Please make sure you read everything posted under Week 4
We'll be discussing Etel Adnan and Rebecca Solnit mainly but the rest of what you need to check is uploaded already.
We will also start a conversation on maps and map making/cartography that will continue for a while as it will be part of your midterm project. Please bring maps that you may have lying around your house, these could be Istanbul maps, Maps of Turkey or other countries etc. Please make a few b&w copies of them if you don't want them to be cut into pieces. We'll be working hands on, seeing what methods we can come up with in creating maps in the second half of the class time.
Please send me a short (2 sentence) excerpt from your writing (past- present) so I can keep adding them to the blog under "Your Writing" this will give us an idea about each other's work.
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