currency

Estragon: What about hanging ourselves?
Vladimir: Hmm. It’d give us an erection.
Estragon: (highly excited). An erection!
Vladimir: With all that follows. Where it falls mandrakes grow. That’s why they shriek when you pull them up. Did you not know that?
Estragon: Let’s hang ourselves immediately!

Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot.

pencil and oil pastel on paper(s), 160 x 50 mm 2013
pencil, burning and oil pastel on paper(s), 160 x 50 mm 2013

 

drawn from ‘pound notes

 

running

ESTRAGON: (suddenly furious). Recognize! What is there to recognize? All my lousy life I’ve crawled about in the mud! And you talk to me about scenery! (Looking wildly about him.) Look at this muckheap! I’ve never stirred from it!

VLADIMIR: Calm yourself, calm yourself.

ESTRAGON: You and your landscapes! Tell me about the worms!

Samuel Beckett, Waiting For Godot

pencil and oil pastel on paper(s), 160 x 50 mm 2013
pencil and oil pastel on paper(s), 160 x 50 mm 2013

landscape / politics / currency – all tied together.

real

Because it is hopeless to try to shake off an excommunication only by saying that we’re damned by blacker things than ourselves; and that the damned are those who admit they’re of the damned. Inertia and hypnosis are too strong for us. We say that: then we go right on admitting we’re the damned. It is only by being more nearly real that we can sweep away the quasi-things that oppose us. Of course, as a whole, we have considerable amorphousness, but we are thinking now of “individual” acceptances. Wideness is an aspect of Universalness or Realness. If our syntheses disregard fewer data than do opposing syntheses–which are often not syntheses at all, but mere consideration of some circumstance–less widely synthetic things fade away before us. Harmony is an aspect of the Universal, by which we mean Realness. If we approximate more highly to harmony among the parts of an expression and to all available circumstances of an occurrence, the self-contradictors turn hazy. Solidity is an aspect of realness. We pile them up, and we pile them up, or they pass and pass and pass: things that bulk large as they march by, supporting and solidifying one another–

And still, and for the regiments to come, hypnosis and inertia rule us–

Charles Fort, ‘The Book of The Damned’

history and realness.

hypnosis and the death of history, and the end of shadows

pencil and sanguine in sketchbook, a5, 2013
pencil and sanguine in sketchbook, a5, 2013

landscape n masonry.

urchins iii

The best laws that England hath,’ he declared, ‘are yokes and manacles, tying one sort of people to another.’ ‘All laws that are not grounded upon equity and reason, not giving a universal freedom to all but respecting persons ought… to be cut off with the kings head.

Gerard Winstanley quoted by Christopher Hill; ‘The World Turned Upside Down.’

watercolour, pencil, graphite and sanguine in sketchbook, a5, 2013
watercolour, pencil, graphite and sanguine in sketchbook, a5, 2013