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Not-so(-super)-secret Project

OK, so in honor of not having written pretty much anything in close to a year (winter, looking back on my past posting habits, seems to be my writing time anyway) I’ll reveal the secret project alluded to in my last post:

Degenerate Forms. An algorithmic poetics. Basically, for my expressive computing class, a couple of guys (paul, brendan, and I) wrote a collection of scripts that grab some text from the internet and arrange it into “Poetry.” (note the capital “p”.) That wiki page is sort-of part of the art, so be careful when reading.

In the “art college” sense, we’re commenting on the semi-relatedness of all things in the news, and their transience. I’m torn about the fact that some of our sources for text are “weird” news, like the yahoo oddities page, although in general the quantity of stuff from that is totally dwarfed by what’s in things like the NYTimes. The other direction we could have gone would be to have used things from project gutenberg and wikisource. That would have given us “prettier” text, especially had we used some of the poetry available. However, given that we are really trying to do something “of the moment,” those don’t really make sense, nor do they fit in with the whole art-college aesthetic. So we stuck to twitter and various news sources.

Anyway, here’s some of the poems generated, (although, if you’ve got the know-how, it’s really better to do it live) let me know what you think.

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Super-secret project

A tiny result:

Stopping ax woods on A Snowy Evening

whose woods there are I think I know.
his house is in vie village though;
if will not red me stopping here
To watch hip wooer fill up with pony.
my little horse must think it steep
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between tie zones cod frozen lake
vie darkest evening me tie year.
id hives hip garners bells a shake
To ask id these is pond mistake.
vie only other sound’s vie sweep
me easy wind and downy flake.
tie zoner bsd loudly, dark cod deer.
but I have promiser to jeer,
cod miles to in before I sleds,
cod miles to in afford I sleds.

More info when it’s ready.

Let me know if you think you know what’s going on :)

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trxt

Boy goes to school.
Boy meets girl.
Boy loses girl.
Boy buys a camera.
Boy likes sunsets and trees.
Boy burns photos.
Boy likes trees.
Boy likes silhouettes.
Boy meets girl.
Girl likes clouds behind the trees, and wonders why the pictures are so dark.

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