No. Looks like the sort of thing one needs advanced degrees to fully appreciate, but interesting nonetheless. The music in the video almost drove me nuts.
It aspires to fulfill both Johanna Drucker’s definition of the artist’s book and Katherine Hayles’ concept of the technotext, both of which interrogate the materials of their own creation. This letterpress-printed and hand-bound chapbook interrogates, yet takes part in, the reverence for hand-made books in an era when literature is becoming more widely available in screen-based digital formats.
Gosh, that’s a lot of interrogation! It’s like the Gitmo of poetry chapbooks.
The poems—a series of cryptic letters between two lovers, P and S—do not exist on either page or screen, but in an augmented reality only accessible to the reader who has both the physical object and the device necessary to read it.
Cool. That way they can exclude not only non-academics, but also the insufficiently technophilic (not to mention the impoverished). That should eliminate almost everybody with an interest in poetry. Wonder why they didn’t just go for the gusto and print it in l33t-speak while they were at it?
No. Looks like the sort of thing one needs advanced degrees to fully appreciate, but interesting nonetheless. The music in the video almost drove me nuts.
Here’s the website.
Gosh, that’s a lot of interrogation! It’s like the Gitmo of poetry chapbooks.
Cool. That way they can exclude not only non-academics, but also the insufficiently technophilic (not to mention the impoverished). That should eliminate almost everybody with an interest in poetry. Wonder why they didn’t just go for the gusto and print it in l33t-speak while they were at it?
LOL. I just liked the pretty pop-pop pig poem.
I turned the sound off. God-awful.