tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62893045291824109622024-03-05T06:23:22.830-06:00The Internet Versus MeDocumentation of the journey into the digital abyss. A.Martinez.A. Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03241801070245924074noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-63673014782688634802011-02-06T01:35:00.000-06:002011-02-06T01:35:28.817-06:00OopsI turned my head away for too long, and my domain expired. Will be blogging again shortly. Will be back at nonsource.com shortly as well. Apologies.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-1081762009405659562010-08-02T12:40:00.000-05:002010-08-02T12:40:28.685-05:00Get my new album!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/TFcCxW93f_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/zQ9auKcbAdg/s1600/coverforlink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/TFcCxW93f_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/zQ9auKcbAdg/s320/coverforlink.jpg" /></a></div><br />
That's right, my band, Good Evening, has just released our debut album, In Public. Please check it out at <a href="http://goodevening.bandcamp.com%20/">http://goodevening.bandcamp.com </a>and then buy it! You'll get the 13th track when you download the album.<br />
Thanks for your support!<br />
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Produced by Max Glascott, Cover Photo by Marta Sasinowska, Design by Bartek KarasA.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-78620086306884335432010-07-18T17:39:00.000-05:002010-07-18T17:39:28.978-05:00The BeeI left him<br />
where he fell on the bedroom floor, <br />
for although he was no longer<br />
alive, in death his fullness<br />
preserved, startling to the sight. <br />
<br />
I wondered how he’d hid away<br />
in my bag, unnoticed and died<br />
there, untouched. I sat on my bed,<br />
how am I to murder this already resting thing?<br />
<br />
Swiftly tissue covers-<br />
I am sorry to disturb you.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-44506136180040315942010-04-25T23:05:00.002-05:002010-04-25T23:05:56.496-05:00Batter my heart, three person'd God (Holy Sonnet XIV)It's been a long time, John Donne, since I have read you.<br />
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<a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20308">http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20308</a>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-69745610577114269222010-04-07T22:24:00.002-05:002010-04-07T22:24:43.863-05:00Ardent yet remoteArdent yet remote,<br />
The early months <br />
Like the base of a wedge<br />
Ascending;<br />
<br />
There is immense pressure upon us. <br />
<br />
<br />
Can this be tested,<br />
And how firstly<br />
<br />
Overlapping the lights<br />
Becoming more like light.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-16179154149172243792010-03-02T15:37:00.001-06:002010-03-02T15:46:58.356-06:00I feel like a bad personbut then read these for a moment and feel a little better. <br />
<a href="http://www.theliftedbrow.com/?p=362">http://www.theliftedbrow.com/?p=362</a><br />
<br />
Or at least that someone else feels the same way. A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-61562428829643023112010-02-05T23:54:00.000-06:002010-02-05T23:54:44.669-06:00I can't stop looking at this painting.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S20D23_LxeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2DZpyb06nP0/s1600-h/suicide+bomba.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S20D23_LxeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2DZpyb06nP0/s400/suicide+bomba.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"Suicide Bomba" by Steven Winters </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">more at <a href="http://wintersart.com/">http://wintersart.com/</a></span>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-18585950957375819072010-02-04T00:28:00.000-06:002010-02-04T00:28:24.082-06:00i am the bonus gift<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S2po5f-DTsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NrJI11LgG0w/s1600-h/imthebonusgift.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S2po5f-DTsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NrJI11LgG0w/s200/imthebonusgift.png" width="185" /></a></div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-89147079068314987512010-01-31T23:33:00.001-06:002010-01-31T23:33:43.657-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S2ZnIMb2fQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TaO1T1xglnc/s1600-h/bioedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S2ZnIMb2fQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TaO1T1xglnc/s640/bioedit.jpg" width="214" /></a></div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-50650958942624950212010-01-22T10:38:00.000-06:002010-01-22T10:38:29.316-06:00coffee sweet to the bitter mouthcoffee sweet to the bitter mouth<br />
in the morning when sleep still<br />
sleeps bitter inside. <br />
<br />
a book moves with me in, about the room.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-31066711180018467672010-01-20T10:05:00.000-06:002010-01-20T10:05:39.575-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S1cpnBrm4HI/AAAAAAAAADw/o1kk1tFBLqA/s1600-h/startrekisover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S1cpnBrm4HI/AAAAAAAAADw/o1kk1tFBLqA/s640/startrekisover.jpg" width="362" /></a><br />
</div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-74135587267413407952010-01-18T18:49:00.000-06:002010-01-18T18:49:14.169-06:00things.to.do<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S1UBF-6O0zI/AAAAAAAAADg/suG9YdKVjvw/s1600-h/thingstodo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S1UBF-6O0zI/AAAAAAAAADg/suG9YdKVjvw/s640/thingstodo.jpg" /></a><br />
</div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-46804049520565484942010-01-17T15:56:00.001-06:002010-01-18T18:54:33.150-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S1OHbwnUmMI/AAAAAAAAADY/TZVoway3jvA/s1600-h/lookslikeblog.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S1OHbwnUmMI/AAAAAAAAADY/TZVoway3jvA/s400/lookslikeblog.png" /></a><br />
</div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-83866444137198367882010-01-16T14:57:00.000-06:002010-01-16T14:57:09.384-06:00it's getting better all the timethe internet, that is.<br />
<br />
Check out Dain Oh<br />
<a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1263675308217"><br />
</a><br />
<a href="http://www.dainoh.com/">http://www.dainoh.com/</a>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-42894696570876308392010-01-15T13:08:00.000-06:002010-01-15T13:08:35.535-06:00Illiterate Progenitor @ The New YorkerThe rest of the poem by Mary Karr is interesting enough, but I think it could be cut down to this last ardently genuine stanza;<br />
<br />
<br />
He took his smoke unfiltered, milk unskimmed. <br />
He liked his steaks marbled, fatback on mustard greens,<br />
onions eaten like apples, split turnips dipped <br />
into rock salt, hot-pepper vinegar on black beans. <br />
<div id="TixyyLink" style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"> </div><div id="TixyyLink" style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"> </div><div id="TixyyLink" style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;">Read more: <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2010/01/18/100118po_poem_karr#ixzz0ci1r7v8E">http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2010/01/18/100118po_poem_karr#ixzz0ci1r7v8E</a><br />
</div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-41718479849472886142010-01-14T13:10:00.003-06:002010-01-14T13:13:08.963-06:00so that equals thisI am/<br />
part of a public timeline<br />
I am/<br />
telling something about myself<br />
I am/<br />
<br />
I am/<br />
divided between<br />
<br />
over shortcomings. crude.<br />
<br />
/<br />
lost within a metered vast pocket.<br />
heat goes on. numbers were always<br />
a concept now create.<br />
<br />
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<br />
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<br />
<br />
<br />
what.smells.<br />
<br />
potatoes.<br />
<br />
what. projects.<br />
<br />
cold stilted air.<br />
<br />
what.repeats.<br />
<br />
"I have not seen you in a long time."<br />
<br />
days, circles.<br />
weeks are spirals.<br />
the bigger units yet TBD.<br />
<br />
something.smells.<br />
an inquiry. how<br />
that air penetrates<br />
these walls not<br />
as cold as<br />
outside but decidedly. near.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-85564271417133384342010-01-12T12:28:00.005-06:002010-01-18T18:54:46.023-06:00conducting.research/everything.is.ok<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S0y_JSf3vqI/AAAAAAAAADI/p8Ks649xaos/s1600-h/discoveringtheinternet.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S0y_JSf3vqI/AAAAAAAAADI/p8Ks649xaos/s320/discoveringtheinternet.png" /></a><br />
</div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-75300643693835730352010-01-10T11:06:00.005-06:002010-01-18T18:54:59.896-06:00Excerpt from "Divide Yourself /unevenly"Ended up being the same person just years apart. <br />
Do these personality traits cause sameness?<br />
Are they separate or<br />
<br />
The literal sensation of walking backwards<br />
gave way to a more poetic thought<br />
of walking backwards/ But I dismiss it;<br />
This is no metaphor. <br />
<br />
Men. Women. Unfinished projects.<br />
<br />
Restless intestines. It's pretty cold in here. <br />
<br />
It's an apparatus/ to connect/<br />
the female and male ends of the/ system/<br />
it's a/ walk down the newly salted stair/<br />
it's/ a/ forgetting if it was high school or college/<br />
it's/ getting somewhere. is this me?<br />
<br />
To momentarily divide the self: we'll take <br />
the present moment. This is one. <br />
Now, any speculation on previous action,<br />
the actions this self has occurred,<br />
two. Looking at oneself. I can see my face.<br />
I can literally see it, just a glance <br />
of the profile, but enough to prove that<br />
that was me. It was me looking at me<br />
And thus born second chances. <br />
<br />
<br />
Photographs relate to moments.<br />
Movements are measured in displaced time. <br />
Reverse this. <br />
Time displaced in measure are movements.<br />
Cradles within houses.<br />
Subtropic houses my father may have grown up in.<br />
Movies. (This is it) Movies. Smells.<br />
Smells that I cannot stand. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And this, interestingly enough (you may not find why this is case calls for "interestingly" or you may see the reason and not find it in your heart mind to agree, or you may understand and agree) this is where I began my second book. Now. <br />
</div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-15427814341734600352010-01-09T11:04:00.003-06:002010-01-18T18:55:13.533-06:00strange places, namely, the internet.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S0i2KyU-MnI/AAAAAAAAACo/HdU_TxKeIhY/s1600-h/Picture+5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4QbmDOgUTI/S0i2KyU-MnI/AAAAAAAAACo/HdU_TxKeIhY/s400/Picture+5.png" /></a><br />
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what is and what is not.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-156311977485031162010-01-06T13:55:00.000-06:002010-01-06T13:55:37.764-06:00Nonsource.com: what can be said.<a href="http://www.nonsource.com/2010/01/what-can-be-said.html#links">Nonsource.com: what can be said.</a>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-69973794003249937042010-01-05T19:20:00.000-06:002010-01-05T19:20:48.121-06:00what can be said.blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah-blah blah blag blah blahblah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blab blabh blah blahb lbahb blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blahb blja blah blahb blah blah blah blaj blha blha blhah there was a small book that i wrote once where i stole everything i wrote in it. or similarly the things i wrote on my own were um nonsense. this will happen again soon i hope. soon. blah haha blah blah blah blahb lah blah blah blah lbah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah bla blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blahb blah blah blah blahrapblahblrablarbblablahblah. <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">and for everyone there are more words. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">there are even more. etc. etc. <br />
</span>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-69872219659179807302009-12-30T14:10:00.001-06:002009-12-30T14:11:54.366-06:00Body in FibersI stumbled the work of Emily Barletta online and really fell in love. I don't know/come across too many contemporary sculptors, let alone fiber artists (outside of the ones I know personally, from school) so this was a nice change.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <a href="http://emilybarletta.com/artwork/959332_Center.html"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Emily Barletta - 2008</span></a> <br />
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</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <a href="http://library.thinkquest.org/3564/gallery.html"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">Padorina Cell </span></a><br />
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</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">All of her work is knit, some using a few different mediums, including clay, but all colorful and displaying incredible craftsmanship and control of her process. The pieces I find the most interesting are reminiscent of cellular structures within the body, or otherwise. Or some type of sea creature; vibrant, detailed and beautiful.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I both love and hate looking at them. On one hand they're pleasantly fascinating and on the other they're quite gross, producing a feeling akin to that of looking at microscopic images of a disease or cancer.<br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My stomach squirms. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Check out more by <b>Emily Barletta</b> on her <a href="http://emilybarletta.com/home.html">website.</a> <br />
</div>A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-28027347899932973052009-12-13T12:51:00.003-06:002009-12-30T14:16:49.836-06:00I Just Want to Shower, pt 2There once was a clog in my drain<br />So perverse we could scarcely explain.<br />But with tub set to "bath,"<br />Had to awkwardly laugh<br />At a reason so painfully plain.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-83822932377387471372009-12-11T12:25:00.000-06:002009-12-11T12:26:43.795-06:00I Just Want to ShowerStill watching this blackening puddle defy<br />The draino, the acid, the sedentary lye<br />And brew in my tub. Though the workers implore;<br />"Have you ever seen anything like this before?"A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289304529182410962.post-3805794070113480542009-12-10T23:20:00.004-06:002009-12-30T14:24:56.433-06:00I would say this. And they would quote me on it.Here, I am featured speaking about the new BFAW Program on the SAIC website...<br />
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"Both Cooling-Mallard and Martinez benefited from the program’s interdisciplinary focus, but Martinez also sees problems with the program. Because the writing workshops are open to students from any department, <u> not everyone is as interested in writing as she is.</u> According to Martinez, some of her classmates “have no experience with writing, but are just getting the Humanities credit.”<br />
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Read the rest <a href="http://www.fnewsmagazine.com/2006-nov/saic-news.php">here</a>.A.Martinezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849878479734849342noreply@blogger.com1