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William Burroughs by his Villa Mouneria Garden wall, Tangier, Morocco, Spring 1957. Bill had been typing his INTERZONE and WORD HOARD mss, with the help of Jack Kerouac and Alan Ansen, assembled the same time as the NAKED LUNCH mss letters Allen had brought with him from New York. (Photo: Allen Ginsberg, courtesy Allen Ginsberg Estate) #allenginsberg #williamsburroughs #wordhoard #nakedlunch #thenakedlunch #interzone #tangier #Morocco #jackkerouac (at Tangier, Morocco) https://www.instagram.com/p/CV1TiiJPghz/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Jack Kerouac outside W.S.Burroughs' doorway by Villa Muniria garden wall.Jack stayed in roof-terrace room 2 flights upstairs from Bill, with vast view of the bay across toward Gibraltar, he'd preceded me & Peter Orlovsky on Yugoslav freighter from N.Y. by a month, helped type Bill’s Interzone and Word Hoard mss. assembled same time as Naked Lunch mss. letters I brought with me. Jack left for Paris a week and half after our arrival, On the Road was published earlier [sic] that year, he'd already written a dozen book "Visions" "Dreams" & "Blues" up to "Desolation Angels" Part I. Late May Tangier, [sic] 1961. [This is actually April 1957, and On the Road was still to be published coming Fall. Photo & Caption: Allen Ginsberg, courtesy Stanford University Libraries / Allen Ginsberg Estate]

#jackkerouac #ontheroad #wordhoard #tangier #desolationangels #williamsburroughs #beatgeneration (at Tangier, Morocco)

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Gregory Corso, Paul Bowles, William Burroughs, behind him two dead boys: Ian Somerville & Michael Portman, under wall of Bill’s garden, Villa Mouneria, Tangier 1961

[photo and caption: Allen Ginsberg, courtesy Stanford University Libraries/Allen Ginsberg Estate]

#peterorlovsky #jackkerouac #gregorycorso #williamsburroughs #nakedlunch #beatgeneration #wordhoard #interzone #tangier #morocco #writersofinstagram #photography #paulbowles #theshelteringsky ##americanphotographer #queer #letitcomedown #gay #literary #writersofinstagram #poetrycommunity #classicalmusic (at Tangier, Morocco) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtMVd94HUjA/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=zd265tknm209

Peter Orlovsky & Jack Kerouac ... in late-afternoon sun.. Port & Custom-house in background where Peter & I docked on Yugoslav freighter from New York carrying four years’ accumulated Naked Lunch manuscript-letters. Jack speed-typed Burroughs’ Interzone word-hoard, his own On the Road (about to be) published, Peter readying to write his own “Frist Poem”. Jack left Tangier for Paris a week later, April 5, 1957.

[photo and caption: Allen Ginsberg, courtesy Stanford University Libraries/Allen Ginsberg Estate]

#peterorlovsky #jackkerouac #williamsburroughs #nakedlunch #beatgeneration #wordhoard #interzone #tangier #morocco #writersofinstagram #photography #americanphotographer #queer #gay #literary #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetry (at Tangier, Morocco)

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#i need a tag for word combinations that pop into my head that i post about with no context so i may remember to use them later #mmmmmmmmm #idk #wordhoard

Gestures are the language of the body, sometimes accompanying speech, sometimes filling in when speech fails. Gestures are universal and multicultural. Primal, pre-linguistic and sometimes theatrical, they are complex methods of communication and the expression of ideas.

Many gestures make a community and build up to create a language. Through gathering bodily actions and interactions with the world the Lexicon of Artistic Gestures can become a social space - a research archive.

LoAG is looking for something. We are gathering information about gestures, perhaps as accents, like mannerisms, or personal characteristics. Shifting the focus from the art object to the artist’s movements changes the relationship between subject/object. Does it leave object representational to the movement? (Bringing about a strange relationship to Time and Motion studies.)

Gesture can be a part of ritual or embody practise in motion. Are artists involved in perpetual labour or perpetual play?

LoAG is a video collection of gestures made by artists working in a wide variety of media. All artists produce gestures regardless of practice and we are interested in what they want to share, in relation to or outside the bounds of their regular practice. The work is a gathering of information and seeks to explore the language of artistic production by making public the intimate, often private, space of art making. Like dance, they have rhythm, and contain moments of intimacy or slapstick, performing and revealing tacit knowledge.

Whether political, communicative, choreographed, or gestures of the grotesque, these gestures are at the heart of our practices.

In the lexicon the gestures are dislocated, taken out of context, reorganised and collected like objects. In the absence of things we take for granted, direct communication or production, we might look for something else and in this way the lexicon becomes a space of possibility.

#lexicon #artisticgestures #wordhoard #gesture #newlanguage #process

"Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night."

Matthew Arnold, "Dover Beach"

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"They look up with their pale and sunken faces, And their look is dread to see, For they mind you of their angels in high places, With eyes turned on Deity. 'How long,' they say, 'how long, O cruel nation, Will you stand, to move the world, on a child's heart,- Stifle down with a mailed heel its palpitation, And tread onward to your throne amid the mart? Our blood splashes upward, O gold-heaper, And your purple shows your path! But the child's sob in the silence curses deeper Than the strong man in his wrath.' "

-- Elizabeth Barrett Browning, "The Cry of the Children"

#poetry #quotes #elizabeth barrett browning #wordhoard