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http://www.clarebyrneweeklyrites.blogspot.com/ Thought about Hannah Wilke for the first time in a long while last night. I think of her art-making though, subliminally, every time I take lint out of the dryer. That is - a lot, in the past year, which is the first year I've had a dryer to take lint out of. Now that I've brought her up I realize she's been right below the surface, a guiding agent, in these rites, and I've recreated her in my attempts, my experiments, over and over again. I came across a good line in an article recently - the idea was that each performance is a re-invention of a really good idea. I am reinventing, in ways, Hannah Wilke's really good idea. Though I wouldn't presume to say I'm doing it as good, as bold, as kick-ass, as her. Hannah Wilke died of cancer in early 1993, as I was going into my second semester of senior year. I came upon her sometime within those years at Connecticut College - can't remember if I just came across her artwork in the library, or more likely, Amii LeGendre - two years ahead of me and my woman-empowerment goddess - turned me on to her. I went to her posthumous IntraVenus exhibit as a new-fledged New Yorker, and could barely stand in front of her huge baby-blue terricloth madonna photos, her chemotherapy-softened beauty. She broke me down then, and she still breaks me down. Looking at her work now, though, I'm so relieved to see the mix of media. Thank god we don't have to work with the same material our whole lives. The only consistency we have is our own bodies - which aren't even that consistent, as her explicit documentations make clear. Let's mix it up. Let's be different from ourselves. Let's be many things.

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http://www.clarebyrneweeklyrites.blogspot.com/ St. Francis' Order was founded eight hundred years ago this year - in 1209 AD, in Assisi. St. Francis was so crazy in love with God! So was Clare. Both renounced medieval middle-class. She was a young girl who followed him - escaped the marriage her parents set up. She eloped to Francis' chapel, San Damiano, outside of Assisi, cut off her hair and married God. Both undertook a life of keeping their hands empty - burning themselves up for God. They created twin orders, the Friars Minor and the Poor Clares. Francis turned over San Damiano to Clare, where she gathered followers, and became its abbess. He died in a hut, on a mat on the floor. She lived more and more in seclusion. By the end, she didn't need to leave her cell to attend Mass - it appeared as a vision on her stone wall. Today she is the Roman Catholic Church's patron saint of television. I think they were lovers. They shared one meal. I love their foolish love affair with the world and the sun and moon and birds and mountains and olive groves. Their unequivocal sense of place in those God-lit hills of Umbria. Here is a verse of Francis' Canticle of the Sun, as we descend into the darkest part of the year: "Be praised, my Lord, through Brother Fire, through whom you brighten the night. He is beautiful and cheerful, and powerful and strong."

http://www.clarebyrneweeklyrites.blogspot.com/ Turn the tables to November: cool not cold, damp. Hilarious outburst is over. Now, sober rusts and coppers, with a few deep-yellow maples and birches, like the most luminescent Easter egg I could dye, or its yolk. The prayer begins: "Winter, hold me safe till then!" The spice of the leaves - dying both wet and drying - answers, overpowers. All saints, all souls - I was called back to haunt this spot again! I've found a chair. Life is good for the departed here, nestled in bowl in hillside. I look up, in The American Heritage Dictionary: Evocation: "summoning or calling forth; creation anew through the power of memory or imagination - ' calling out'" Invocation: "calling upon for assistance, support, or inspiration - 'calling in'" Don't trust something that doesn't smell. City art-making-and-selling - sanitary poison. Thought-tinkered process, packaging, selling, structure for structure's sake, commentary and comparison - death-dealing. Undercuts evocation, invocation, purpose, feeling, how they are the same as the material, the stuff, the movement, the leaves.

Pope Gregory the great conceived the unbiblical doctrine of purgatory in the 6th Century. The Council of Florence later ratified this in 1439AD. St. Gertrude once said: Even if Christ was to grant me a free entrance into heaven, I would not accept it, for all respond who look in Your eyes, I know that I am not yet a fit spouse for my Lord. While this humility is to be welcomed, it does unfortunately once again demonstrate how Roman Catholics have totally misunderstood the Atonement, Justification and Sanctification. And it should be repeated that nobody is good enough, holy enough or righteous enough to enter heaven on their own merits - that's why Jesus is called our Saviour, and through ones faith in Him alone, this satisfies God's wrath and holiness. There is not one word spoken of it in all Holy Scripture, and also if the Pope with his pardons may for money deliver one soul hence, he may deliver him as well without money: if he may deliver one, he may deliver a thousand: if he may deliver a thousand, he may deliver them all; and so destroy purgatory: and then he is a cruel tyrant, without all charity, if he keep them there in prison and in pain, till men will give him money (Simon Fish, A Supplication for the Beggars.) No wiser words have ever been uttered by anybody on the subject of purgatory, than Simon Fish. Yet this form of income was very much welcomed by the financiers in Rome - like Jan Breu the Elder who once said: As the penny in the casket rings, the soul from Purgatory springs. (Roman Catholic laity also echoed this around the world during these strange years by singing about it.) This type of thinking within Rome causes millions of Catholics such immense grief (my own late grandmother would often say how she hoped her husband was now out of purgatory.) Here they are offered ways to escape the horrible and frightening place called purgatory, providing they had enough funds to give to the priest! Ranked 3.30 / 5 | 146 views | 0 comments Click here to watch the video (05:26) Submitted By: JGB321 Tags: Mass Cards Purgatory Catholic Catholicism Eucharist Priest Last Rites False Teaching Satan's Churches Great Harlot Testimony Set Free Born Again Categories: Comedy Entertainment

http://www.clarebyrneweeklyrites.blogspot.com/ Don't dance prose. Don't talk about something else with dance. The dance is itself. Let it live. Dance these days - a horror house of mirrors - overefractingly self-and-history-referential. Just make it. All that other stuff about you and your process and your investigations will be there, don't worry.

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