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the archivist November 18, 2009

An art project made of found audio and video, for my “Works on Paper” class. Oh What a World that Ends

the archivist September 10, 2009

Say Not the Struggle Nought Availeth Arthur Hugh Clough  (1819-1861) Say not the struggle nought availeth,      The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth,      And as things have been they remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;      It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your […]

the archivist May 10, 2009

The Chilterns Rupert Brooke Your hands, my dear, adorable, Your lips of tenderness – Oh, I’ve loved you faithfully and well, Three years, or a bit less. It wasn’t a success. Thank God, that’s done! and I’ll take the road, Quit of my youth and you, The Roman road to Wendover By Tring and Lilley […]

the archivist August 3, 2008

SO IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE? So, here’s how it works: 1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc) 2. Put it on shuffle 3. Press play 4. For every question, type the song that’s playing 5. When you go to a new question, press the next […]

the archivist July 1, 2008

Introducing the new Bio-Optic Organized Knowledge (BOOK) BOOK is a revolutionary breakthrough in technology; no wires, no electric circuits, no batteries, nothing to be connected or switched on. It’s so easy to use even a child can operate it. Compact and portable, it can be used anywhere, even sitting in an armchair by the fire, […]

the archivist June 28, 2008

01. Look at the list and bold those you have read.02. Italicise those you intend to read03. Underline the books you LOVE.04. Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who’ve only read 6 and force books upon them. 001 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen002 The […]

the archivist March 6, 2007

Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt Bertolt Brecht Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt, ma soeur Als wie ich fortging von dir in jenem Abendrot. Der Wald schluckte mich, der blaue Wald, ma soeur Über dem immer schon die bleichen Gestirne im Westen standen. Ich lachte kein klein wenig, gar nicht, ma soeur […]

the archivist January 19, 2007

The White Horse D.H. Lawrence The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on and the horse looks at him in silence. They are so silent, they are in another world.    

the archivist January 18, 2007

Locksley Hall Alfred, Lord Tennyson Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet ‘t is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn. ‘T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call, Dreary gleams about the moorland flying over Locksley Hall; Locksley Hall, […]

the archivist January 18, 2007

Gerard Manley Hopkins The Half-way House Love I was shewn upon the mountain-side And bid to catch Him ere the drop of day. See, Love, I creep and Thou on wings dost ride: Love it is evening now and Thou away; Love, it grows darker here and Thou art above; Love, come down to me […]

the archivist January 18, 2007

Sonnet XIX: You Cannot Love Michael Drayton (1563-1631) To Humor You cannot love, my pretty heart, and why? There was a time you told me that you would; But now again you will the same deny, If it might please you, would to God you could. What, will you hate? Nay, that you will not, […]