Don't forget to come back on Saturday the 18th to participate in Tim Brennan's Walkshop.
Some photos from the performance.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Wand
Thanks to all those that came on Friday's performance of Wand.
Don't forget to come back on Saturday the 18th to participate in Tim Brennan's Walkshop.
Some photos from the performance.
Don't forget to come back on Saturday the 18th to participate in Tim Brennan's Walkshop.
Some photos from the performance.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Book of the week
Here at the Itinerant Toolkit shed the Keeper of the Itinerant Toolkit has been posting a book of the week, as a way into the collection/library at the Itinerant Toolkit.
So far we have had:
Week 1: Janet Cardiff 'The Walk book'
week 2: Rebecca Solnit A Field Guide to Getting Lost
And this week's is Bruce Chatwin's The Songlines
If you have any suggestions for the itinerant Toolkit Library then leave a comment of drop us an email.
So far we have had:
Week 1: Janet Cardiff 'The Walk book'
week 2: Rebecca Solnit A Field Guide to Getting Lost
And this week's is Bruce Chatwin's The Songlines
If you have any suggestions for the itinerant Toolkit Library then leave a comment of drop us an email.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Correspondence from Richard Carew to Tim Brennan 30 August 2010
Goode freynde,
A worde of warninge from mine archiv -
One day the lionne feignede to be ƒick and went a limping up to the unicorn, his chief enemy. He did grete himme and said to unto himme, 'Let us put aƒide all that we have donne in the paƒt, because I am no longer able to harme anyone at all. Fore, I am olde and suffering from physicke various. May afore I dye, I would verye much likke to ƒpeak with my wiffe who is in yon wildernesse. So, kind ƒir, if I might be ƒo bolde, lende me thine horne to uƒe aƒ a walking ƒticke on my journey ƒince it iƒ just the right lengthe and very ƒturdy. I promise to return it to ye aƒ ƒoon aƒ I reach my wife; I give you my word.' The unicorn believed himme welle and pitied hiƒ feignede diƒtreƒƒ, ƒo he loanede the lyon hiƒ horne and waƒ thus left defenceleƒ. Said lion then inflicted a serious wounde upon the unicorn and laid him low. The unicorn ƒaid, 'You are guilty not ƒo much of cruelty as of treachere, ƒince you repaid my kindeneƒƒe with actƒ wickede and dothe betraye the promiƒe ye made unto me.' The lyon ƒaid, ‘Thou art a foole, don't you knowe welle the ƒaying,
The man who prolongƒ hiƒ enemyeƒ life
Takes ƒomething from hiƒ own;
clemence dothe notte entail
Showing mercy to oneƒ enemye.
The unicorn replied, 'Thou art a traitor, do you not knoweƒt that in the ƒame boke it iƒ written:
Let the victory which we contriveƒt by the ƒword
Be an honourable victorye or no victorye at all
Let not poƒterity rede that I won by guile; no perfidy
Should obƒcure my triumph.
Therefor, aƒ we read in Eccleƒiaƒticuƒ XII: Do not ever truƒteth thine enemye. Alwayƒ protect thine ƒelf from himme, even if he comths to thee humble and ƒupplicating. The truth of thiƒ be playne to ƒee.
Thine humble servant
RC
A worde of warninge from mine archiv -
One day the lionne feignede to be ƒick and went a limping up to the unicorn, his chief enemy. He did grete himme and said to unto himme, 'Let us put aƒide all that we have donne in the paƒt, because I am no longer able to harme anyone at all. Fore, I am olde and suffering from physicke various. May afore I dye, I would verye much likke to ƒpeak with my wiffe who is in yon wildernesse. So, kind ƒir, if I might be ƒo bolde, lende me thine horne to uƒe aƒ a walking ƒticke on my journey ƒince it iƒ just the right lengthe and very ƒturdy. I promise to return it to ye aƒ ƒoon aƒ I reach my wife; I give you my word.' The unicorn believed himme welle and pitied hiƒ feignede diƒtreƒƒ, ƒo he loanede the lyon hiƒ horne and waƒ thus left defenceleƒ. Said lion then inflicted a serious wounde upon the unicorn and laid him low. The unicorn ƒaid, 'You are guilty not ƒo much of cruelty as of treachere, ƒince you repaid my kindeneƒƒe with actƒ wickede and dothe betraye the promiƒe ye made unto me.' The lyon ƒaid, ‘Thou art a foole, don't you knowe welle the ƒaying,
The man who prolongƒ hiƒ enemyeƒ life
Takes ƒomething from hiƒ own;
clemence dothe notte entail
Showing mercy to oneƒ enemye.
The unicorn replied, 'Thou art a traitor, do you not knoweƒt that in the ƒame boke it iƒ written:
Let the victory which we contriveƒt by the ƒword
Be an honourable victorye or no victorye at all
Let not poƒterity rede that I won by guile; no perfidy
Should obƒcure my triumph.
Therefor, aƒ we read in Eccleƒiaƒticuƒ XII: Do not ever truƒteth thine enemye. Alwayƒ protect thine ƒelf from himme, even if he comths to thee humble and ƒupplicating. The truth of thiƒ be playne to ƒee.
Thine humble servant
RC
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
25 August 2010
today's research:
mobile art pieces:
Ready made Trailer
Mike Kelley's Moobile homestead
Vito Acconci mobile Linear City
Martha Rosler's Library
Portrait of Richard Carew.
Update essay wall.
mobile art pieces:
Ready made Trailer
Mike Kelley's Moobile homestead
Vito Acconci mobile Linear City
Martha Rosler's Library
Portrait of Richard Carew.
Update essay wall.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
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