36″ x 27″ Acrylic on canvas.
I need to draw this.
“Three Green One Red” 12″ x 12″ Pen & Ink, acrylic on “Artists Board”
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I’m slowly walking along the isthmus in Svaerholt, Norway. My legs are tired from climbing hills and mountains and I can’t move any faster through the grass and uneven terrain. Earlier in the day I helped Esther, Ingar, and Stein dig a midden outside of the ruins of the Nazi officer quarters in the village. We discover piles of fish bones, whale or reindeer bones, lots of fishing hooks and nails, and shards of porcelain and glass. There are Nazi eagles stamped on the porcelain. Despite being shattered, it looks brand new. Despite the discomfort of laboring over middens, carefully peeling away layers of dirt with a trowel, archaeologists have the best job, I think to myself. Everything they find is treasure, even cod bones and mysteriously bent, rusted nails.
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This post, Unruly Heritage, like so many of Levi’s, feels like a confirmation of what I do in making art (what drives me, if not often in what I actually accomplish!) . It was my fascination with detritus I’d find on the street that got me started again, after a 40 year detour. That all these things, these fragments, in being broken and discarded–existed in a present– that was also, a Time of shattered chronology–like the shards of broken mirrors I often used–and represented, for me, a kind of freedom. The former use-identities still clung to them, but thinly, like dust, that in rearranging them, they asserted a new identity in their assemblage. It felt very political. Yes, I thought, or felt — THIS is what we have to do to make a new, and humanly habitable world!
Right to left, above: #10 “A piece of the Puzzle,” #1, and #131. In the center, the first piece I made, July of 2012, in this numbered series that’s now at #903.
For weeks I’ve struggled with how to compose this post because my thoughts feel all chaotic and jumbled. However, the name of this blog is “Larval Subjects”. This blog is a place for the development of half-formed, perhaps ill advised or poorly conceived thoughts. For no thought can be thought before it is thought, and thinking a thought has a certain element of materiality to it, found within speech and writing. Contrary to Aristotle’s Peri hermenaias, where speech is a sign of thought and writing is a sign of speech, such that thought is conceived as an origin or spirit that precedes speech and writing, there is always something nachträglich in thought. One never truly knows what they think until after they have done, said, or written it. Thought is not what precedes our action, speech, and writing as an arche or origin, but is what will have…
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It is June 9th, 2017. I have earlier given a well attended talk on object-oriented ontology and the ontology of folds at the Litteraturhuset in Oslo, Norway. I’ve been brought here by the Oslo Center for Advanced Studies and the After Discourse: Things, Archaeology, and Heritage in the 21st Century. It is late in the evening and I am sitting in a bar with Bjørnar Olsen and Þóra Pétursdóttir. While I am delighted to be here, I’m not entirely sure why I have I have been invited. I don’t yet understand archaeology and don’t see the connection with my work. The year before—but it had been coming for a long time –I had made the decision that the purpose of my travel would be to learn from others and what they are doing in their disciplines and why. I had decided that my philosophical work would be…
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