HoLoG Project

House of Leaves of Grass is such a mind blowing program, I wasn’t quite sure where to start. But, after playing around a bit I decided to create a video mapping my journey (and resulting poem) through it. Its interesting that any route you take results in a beautiful poem. At first I was upset about the shakiness, but then I decided I liked the rawness it adds.

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8 thoughts on “HoLoG Project

  1. This is such a contrast to Tim’s piece. I describe his voice as soothing and plaintive, while yours is resolute and full of conviction; you’re giving me 90s Lilith Fair. It’s definitely a visceral piece. What were you thinking when making this?

    1. I was just saying on Tims our difference in interpretation is so funny. To me the poems created by HoLoG are sober and the infiniteness and HoL references made me feel lonely. Perhaps the way I read it is my combativeness with that feeling.

  2. Rachel, I found your piece to be blissfully unsettling which is appropriate in capturing the complexity of HoLoG. I love how you artfully tied in the narration, background music and imagery. Nice job!

  3. Rachel, the guitar strum is like the chime from a clock, a way of keeping time. I like that at first you let us watch as you scroll, but then as you continue reading your pace gets faster and you scroll while you are still reading. It’s as if you’re running out of time. “This is not for you. Blistering with love forever. Living.” Then the dead dial tone…. You end with the note of disconnection, a refusal. What is “living” inside of a labyrinth if you can’t find sense or order to it that transcends the arbitrariness of a scroll? “This is not for man,” you begin. It’s like you’re flinging a wheel, then you keep going: “no love no eye no blood no word…. so homeless is the house.” I like how this art surveys the “parameters of the darkness.” Very cool meditation that gets more & more interesting with repeat views/listens.

  4. Okay, now I want to know if you were sitting around strumming a guitar as you read these stanzas or whether you enlisted help? Either way, it really adds to the poetry house vibe that your project gives off. There is a bit of an edge here that I can’t quite put my finger on, but your approach is so fun. The sound of the dead line on the other end was a perfect ending, though it did make me question whether or not our children will have any idea what that sound even is now that very few people have a landline phone.

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