“ I must create a cistern or become enslaved by another man’s. ”
– Billy Blake
Above exhibit 01: A mobile phone photo of a cistern in the gents toilets in the Edinburgh College of Art.. just one of the many inanimate objects I chose to photograph in that bastion of creative endeavour while attending the ‘Remediating the Social’ Conference last month.
I wrote a little bit about some initial experiences with Ireland's first tranche of 'digital humanists' back in 2009: http://www.michaeljmaguire.com/index.php?q=node/33 Coming from a twenty five year writing and technology background, I almost argued, without intentionally offending anyone I trust, that essentially many in Ireland venturing into the emerging discipline at that time were not theoretically equipped to actually comprehend it's true creative potential.
Michael J. Maguire is an Irish digital writer, poet, playwright, critic, entrepreneur and creative developer working across platforms and disciplines from theatre to film, computer games to poetry, Sound, Video, GFX, the internet and beyond. He is currently a full time student and part-time company director.
I wrote and sent the raw draft poem below to my ‘Sure I’m no feckin’ poet’ friend of mine this morning, I got his almost by now usual response – i.e. “ It might be alright – when/if you finish/edit/burn/make/bin it, poetry is about what anyway, have you a title yet, why did you write it like that – where’s that tenner you owe me?"
I’ve been draft dodging from on high in TCD this week, not militarily, nor tap (b)eerily, nor even checkers or under the door draught types of evasion– but successfully avoiding relatively solid outline work I simply must get done – I am (not) doing it right now – writing this instead of what I really should be doing – what I might expect to do, thesis work, digital posts or poems, ..maybe both – or video, code, etc - something seemingly solid other than opinion/experience !