He was, he declared, a “Realometer,” working his feet “downward through the mud and slush of opinion, and prejudice and tradition, and delusion, and appearance … to a hard bottom.” Quote from:
Realometer writes: text-as-text is a necessary fiction, an unreal principal of reality. Magnetism-as-magnetism is not possible.
What is an archive? (Grief) What is a book? (Trespass)
A book s where breath s seal is broken, breaks. Realometer writes what he has read on page 47 of Erín Moure: O Cadoiro – Poems. Toronto: House of Anansi Press, 2007. (more…)
Realometer checks: Approaching the Sublime, the Unmeasurable, presupposes an idea of measure, of a meter, perhaps of a Realometer , of something, which starts to reinvent itself in this blog after being launched by Merve.
Ingrid Wiener: Erste Schritte auf dem Weg zu Bayes # 10, Gobelin 2007, 34×50cm nach Blei- und Filzstiftnotizen auf DIN A4
Dran Brecht
als perlte der Lahm der
Schnee ver
langt langsamt
drum Esszet palmiert
drin berste
Barakcke
der Luft einzel Einzimmer
hört es
Realometer reads Kafka. In his diary Kafka writes about two hands. One hands writes down, what he sees under ruins; the other hand defends himself against the fate. So the self is spanned between two hands, which serve as borders or interfaces. One creates a border against the world, the other writes down what the self is seeing.
Realometer seems to be aware, that his existence relies on a fictious assumption: That a text as text is possible. This assumption is questioned by an image of an octopus. How to deal with a (deep) sea monster? Searching for words which allow him to integrate an image of an octopus into a text, Realo finds a webpage delivering words and another image. And another unit thinks about bondage and its relations to DNS and shamanism.