Subject: Electronic Literature Call for Submissions
Call for Issue Four Submissions:
The issue 4 reading period will be from December 1, 2010 - March 1, 2011. We accept book reviews, essays, interviews, and any form of interdisciplinary digital art year round. SpringGun is an online journal for poetry, flash fiction, digital art, electronic literature, book reviews, essays, and interviews. Past issues of our journal can be found here:http://wwwspringgunpress.com/journal
Guidelines
Please read/experience prior issues of the journal to see if your work is a good fit.
Please note that all guidelines are strictly upheld.
Poetry: 5 poems or 5 pages of poetry maximum
Flash Fiction: stories must be 1, 000 words or less, 5 pieces maximum
Book Reviews, Essays, and Interviews: 1,500 words or less, 3 pieces maximum
For interdisciplinary digital art, include your contact info and a URL where we can navigate and/or view the work. If accepted you will be asked to upload your work to the SpringGun server. All published electronic literature will be added to the Electronic Literature Directory and archived. Artist/writer retains all rights.
We are now using the wonderful Submishmash submissions manager for all submissions
Erin CostelloMark Rockswold
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
SPRING GUN CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS
Monday, November 29, 2010
text + image
Detailed directions of the creation of a Francisco Moreno painting
2. Acknowledgment of failure in attempt to paint family portrait. Frustration with using old photograph as source, search for new subject matter.
3. Find old family heirloom religious cross that mother had covered with silver Mexican charms.
4. Attempt to superimpose still life of charms with family photo.
5. Fail to meet happy-median between family photo and charm still life.
6. Cover up family photo painting with painting of charm still life
7. Acknowledge lack of interest in charm still life, put down source and ponder next step.
8. While pondering, remember Susan Rothenberg talk at the Fort Worth Modern with Michael Auping. There are four requirements to making a painting: 1. Figure, 2. Ground, 3. Tension between 1 & 2, 4. Acknowledge painting as object.
9. Think about Rothenberg’s step 4
10. Draw a four-sided polygon in which the points meet the midpoints of each edge of the 48” x 70” painting.
11. Paint triangular areas outside of the polygon with white oil-based house paint purchase from the Home Depot.
12. Acknowledge a mistake was made and that the painting was interesting before whiting out half of it.
13. Feel frustrated.
14. Stress out and smoke a cigarette.
15. Feel pain in lungs and regret smoking cigarette.
16. Disregard pain and smoke another cigarette.
17. Regain interest in the idea of painting a culturally loaded image.
18. Search for new item to paint at the parents’ home.
19. Stumble across corn husk dolls mother has in the guest bathroom.
20. Think about professor and painter, Sedrick Huckaby, and how he stresses the importance of painting from life.
21. Bring dolls into the studio.
22. Begin painting dolls on top of the four-sided polygon painting.
23. Use obnoxious cheap fluorescent pinks and blue printmaking inks because you are stingy, then realize it is a bad idea.
24. Receive a plethora of comments on the pinks and the blues.
25. Cover obnoxious cheap fluorescent pink and blue marks with oil paint.
26. Worry about oil paint over oil inks being archival then soon forget.
27. Attempt to abstract dolls.
28. Realize that the abstraction leads toward an endless endeavor of relative painting. Since there is no sincere interest in this attempt, begin to render the dolls.
29. Render.
30. Sit and ponder visits to Mexico.
31. Recall grandmothers house getting marked with graffiti.
32. Think about how graffiti is intended to work on the populace to establish, in guerrilla fashion, new, engaged forms of class and state identification.
33. Think about the hip Hispanic graffiti crew in Dallas, Texas.
34. Disregard any association with the hip graffiti crew.
35. Render.
36. Think about superimposing graffiti on top of dolls.
37. Create digital collage in attempt to “deface” dolls.
38. Print collage and take it to the studio.
39. Carefully paint yellow graffiti marks on top of doll with oil paint.
40. Realize that this cautious attempt to “deface” a painting is pathetic.
41. Continue to render dolls and paint over failed faux graffiti marks.
42. Realize that in order to deface something, that thing must have some sort of value. In this project, value of time which is portrayed by rendering.
43. Render.
44. Acknowledge that the layers of the painting give the painting a sense of history.
45. Use thicker paint; render the painting with impasto paint.
46. Render.
47. Render.
48. Render.
49. Sigh.
50. Render.
51. Render.
52. Come to feel that the painting has enough work done to it to be defaced.
53. Take a well-lit picture of the painting with SLR camera.
54. Import picture into computer; digitally deface painting with Photoshop using a Wacom tablet.
55. On Photoshop, play around with red, yellow, green, black, and white to see which color would look best to “graffiti” on the painting.
56. Come to the conclusion that yellow works best on the painting.
57. Print digital sketch and go to hardware store and buy yellow spray paint.
58. Return to studio.
59. Take painting outside to “vandalize.”
60. Cautiously put butcher paper around painting in order to not spray the walls of the school.
61. Analyze digital sketch carefully.
62. Vandalize painting.
typography is a mystery to me.
fonts have, until recently, been a pesky avoidable nuisance.
i'd opt out of this chore of decision-making by
picking the standard over the odd, and the easy over the crazy.
i never learned the logic, never learned the rules.
i've used exclusively my own lazy and slightly naive
instinctual sense of wrongness or rightness.
now i stare at fonts.
trying to "get" them.
its led me to play games and look at websites such as this:
www.esperfonto.com
which promises to find you the perfect font.
just decide whether you need it to be
warm
friendly
modern
cute
cold
stylish
business-like
or wacky
and it will find one that does the job...
Everything was bliss until a few days ago when a feeling came over me.
It occurred to me that my title may have titled someone else's something.
Suspiciously, I googled it.
As I did this, I discovered various forms of it used to title
poems by dead poets, forgotten films from the sixties
and even to title a chapter from a manual on PHP: Hypertext Preprocessor,
a code embedded into HTML for web development.
Now I'm picturing my beloved title on this B&W movie poster
with young British actors resembling John, Paul and Ringo
and I'm not sure I can sleep with this playing in my head. I mean,
they look rather good together. That is, from a sixties aesthetical standpoint...
Knowing this, I am contemplating divorce, though I keep remembering
the quirky charms that attracted me in the first place.
Can I still continue this relationship knowing the history? The baggage?
I was committed to this. I thought we were perfect for each other.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Predict your Baby
This is what my & John Mayer's baby would look like:
And this is what Francisco and John Mayer's baby would look like:
Oh dear.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
MAIREAD!
I WAS WATCHING THE NBC HIT TV SHOW, 30 ROCK SEASON 4 EPISODE 14, AND SOMETHING INCREDIBLE HAPPENED. TRACY JORDAN PLAYED BY TRACY MORGAN, POSSIBLY THE MOST HILARIOUS HUMAN BEING ON THIS EARTH, WAS TRYING TO WIN A TONY AWARD BY RENTING OUT A THEATER IN NEW YORK AND DOING IMPROV PLAYS. WELL, HE RAN OUT OF IDEAS AND STARTED READING THE PHONEBOOK, AND PEOPLE LOVED HIM FOR IT!
YEAH!
When
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Walking & Poetry

This is absolutely magical in terms of a multi-layered example of walking, listening, writing, poetry, photography & sound. I highly recommend listening to Excerpt #2.
Monday, November 22, 2010
How to turn a page?
Sunday, November 21, 2010
from DAWN CHORUS by Marcus Coates
voice
From the CD The Aerial #1, Winter, 1990 (What Next? )
Recorded at the WFMU studios, Jersey City, New Jersey, September 2005
some poems for keith
Simias Rhodius, "Wings of Eros in Theocritus / Eidullia Theokritou Triakonta" ca. 325 B.C.
Hrabanus Marus "De adoratione crucis ab opifice / De Laudibus Sanctae Crucis" Augsburg, ca. 845
Giovanni Battista Palatino Sonetto "Figurato, Part I, Compendio del Gran Volume de l'Arte del Ben Scrivere" Rome, 1566
Giovanni Battista Palatino Sonetto "Figurato, Part II, Compendio del Gran Volume de l'Arte del Ben Scrivere" Rome, 1566
George Herbert, "Easter Wings / The Temple" Cambridge, 1633
it's raining, guillaume apollinaire, calligrammes
untitled poem, haroldo de campos, 1958
Silencio, Eugen Gomringer, Switzerland | b. 1925
Wave / Rock (from Aspen 7, Ian Hamilton Finlay, Scotland | 1925-2006
check these out:
one toss of the dice will never abolish chance, stéphane mallarmé, 1898
a picasso sampler
philip guston's collaborations with poets
MORNING SONG
I wake up waiting, because it's Sunday, and turn twice more
than usual in bed, before I rise to cereal and comic strips.
I have risen to the morning danger and feel proud,
and after shaving off the night's disguises, after searching
close to the bone for blood, and finding only a little,
I shall walk out bravely into the daily accident.
ALAN DUGAN
Saturday, November 20, 2010
FEBRUARY TWELFTH BIRTHDAY STATEMENT
wrote that I only wrote one good poem in
my life might be right so here's to you
future brother and sister and other poets
to drink to me and you with a shot
of bourbon and a bottle of beer
to the success of my intention on
my sixty-fifth birthday and to your
matching accomplishment. One poem
is enough. What have you done,
my birthday mates Abraham Lincoln
and Tadeusz-Thaddeus Kosciuszko,
to get a Loncoln Memorial and a Kos-
iosko Street in Brooklyn? Nothing
but revolutionary activity. That son
of a bitch of a critic has said it: I have
made one poem, not the Gettysburg Address,
and not the military fortifications at West Point.
ALAN DUGAN
ON THE LONG ISLAND RAILROAD SYSTEM
to Rockaway Beach on Sunday mornings with my father
when I was an adolescent. He'd make me fake it that
my I myself was under twelve and half a fare when I was six feet tall
and fourteen. I didn't understand it, in my grown rage
at being kept a child in knickers, not long pants,
that he was broke and showing me his youth's way
out of his dry land life in Brooklyn and dead Queens
to the possibilities of the sometimes wild Atlantic Ocean,
pointing as a one-time sailor to the East, that there
was something going on out over there beyond the surf
and crowds of human bodies, girls! playing in it,
that might be serious, dangerous, and worth it.
ALAN DUGAN
TO A KID WHO BELIEVES IN ASTROLOGY
from the stars as they are now. Also,
they are from where the stars were.
Now the stars are some place else
and the stars themselves are different.
Each point of life you see is the central point
of a continuously expanding sphere of light
that the star sent out once long ago
while going away It interpenetrates
all the other spheres of all the other stars.
I don't think that it refers to you because
it all happened so long ago. You're too stupid
to listen to me, you beautiful astrologist, and I'm too stupid to know
what's happening out there where space is dark
and filled with interpenetrating spheres of light.
ALAN DUGAN
"Helvetica is a feature-length independent film about typography, graphic design and visual culture. It looks at the proliferation of one typeface (which recently celebrated its 50th anniversary in 2007) as part of a larger conversation about the way type affects our lives. Helvetica has been shown at over 200 film festivals, museums, design conferences, and cinemas worldwide..."
http://www.helveticafilm.com/
Speaking of cold weather...

I went thru a short stint of painting cartoons during last winter-session at RISD. My apologies for the bad image, but I was pretty discontent with the work, covered over most of them, and didn't document any except for cruddy cell-phone images here and there.
Nonetheless, the toon depicts my perception of Rhode Islanders (I know...a generalization, but it's a TOON people. C'mon! HA!...).
ME(on the left): (thinking)"Local"
RI CITIZEN (on right): (saying) "Pussy"
In the toon, I'm thinking "local" because of how he's able to brave the cold, or at least what I think is cold, and what he thinks is nothing. He's got his Dunkin'Donuts cup, cigarette, and evidence of a hard life. In addition, he's vulgar, out spoken, and seemingly a bit bitter.
(Click on the photo for a bigger/closer image.)
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Very very very very telling. What would Freud say?
1. What is your favorite word?
Luddite
Trust
Graceful
Lately 'gumption' and 'smarmy' have been in my head. 'Pillow' always sounds good to me
Guey
Sandwich
The exact delicious right one
Humdinger
Yo
Luminous
2. What is your least favorite word?
Functionality (really any work + -ality) except reality
Palimpsestual or Typology
Sorry
Purge
Application process
Debate
Panties
The word that is intended to deflect or mislead
Like
Like (Example: Like, you know? And then, Like, he said, like, whatever, like, I know!)
Death
3. What turns you on?
External stimulus
Tight butt; interest in microbiology
Conversation
Compassion
Boots
Possibilities
Eyeballs, clean fingernails
Having skin
Change
That's easy
My FTL (first true love)
4. What turns you off?
Other people
Perfume; entitlement
Stagnation
Red hair
Flip-flops
Reality + babies
Pushy
Cruelty
Same
Doodoo
Bad manners
5. What sound or noise do you love?
Meow
Cars driving on wet road
Sasha & John Digweed
The ocean waves
Low 'C' on a grand piano
The sound of my name
Loud rain outside
The subtly expressive human voice, funny hmms, hesitations, aposiopesis
Tennis balls being hit
My son snoring
My baby's laugh
6. What sound or noise do you hate?
Click of heels on crit day
Co alarm
The electronic bell that range every 50 minutes in grade school
Teeth grinding
The voices of those Simpson sisters
The sound of my watch resonating through my pillow
Rain on me
Any sort of motorized whining on Sunday mornings
Dry skin rubbing paper
Him [my son] whining
Anything or anyone in pain
7. What is your favorite curse word?
va funculo
Sonofabitch
Shiiitt...
Slut
Damn
Guey (dude)
Shit
Fuck
Mother Fucker
Bugger
8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Indiana Jones (hero archeology)
Genetic engineering
Painting
Chef
Architecture
Jet pilot
Fireperson, handylady
Obstetrician
Writer (or talk show host?)
Musician
Vet
9. What profession would you not like to do?
Business man
Water bottle design
Construction labor
Accountant
Prostitution or telemarketing
Pen maker
Cook
Mercenary
Bungee jumping instructor
Telemarketer
Chicken plucker
10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
Get out
Here is your hover-board
Your hard work, not your faith, has brought you here
There's been someone waiting to see you again
About time
(Que Onda Guey?) (What's Up, Dude?)
Hi
My favorite curse word - to make me laugh!
I've been waiting for you
I hate having to say I told you so
Welcome, your family is waiting
I'm waiting for you, but not purely.
I'm not all waiting the way a dog
outside a supermarket is all waiting
for his mistress, doing nothing else
but waiting, having nothing else to do.
Oh I have something else I have to do,
I think, and I can make things up to do,
so that I am not all waiting like a dog,
but I am waiting for you, though not purely.
So come on, come out, wherever you are
or else my impure waiting might change
to pure waiting, or into mad waiting.
I might stop waiting entirely just
when you, as you say, say "I'm coming."
ALAN DUGAN
LOVE SONG: I AND THOU
Nothing is plumb, level or square:
the studs are bowed, the joists
are shaky by nature, no piece fits
any other piece without a gap
or pinch, and bent nails
dance all over the surfacing
like maggots. By Christ
I am no carpenter. I built
the roof for myself, the walls
for myself, the floors
for myself, and got
hung up in it myself. I
danced with a purple thumb
at this house-warming, drunk
with my prime whiskey: rage.
Oh I spat rage's nails
into the frame-up of my work:
It held. It settled plumb.
level, solid, square and true
for that one great moment. Then
it screamed and went on through,
skewing as wrong the other way.
God damned it. This is hell,
but I planned it I sawed it
I nailed it and I
will live in it until it kills me.
I can nail my left palm
to the left-hand cross-piece but
I can't do everything myself.
I need a hand to nail the right,
a help, a love, a you, a wife.
ALAN DUGAN
Today.
Reason number one: I took the trolley today and talked to a beautiful lady. It was brief. Nevertheless, she smiled at me.
Reason number two: Two years ago I stumbled across an article in Art Forum magazine about a painter named Josh Smith who became a great inspiration for me and my work. He's a visiting artist and I got to meet him.
The reason I bring this up is because he became recognized for his work by painting his name over and over and over. Writing as art.

www.joshasmith.com
Monday, November 15, 2010
Submissions for 'Pink Jacket'
The idea for this one is:
DISLOCATION....
Anything goes, we want poetry, prose, scribbles, words, emails, thoughts or whatever form creative writing might take for you. Deadline is this Wednesday 17th. Email submissions to Phoebe or Mimi
pstubbs@g.risd.edu
mimi@mimicabell.com
yeah right
......................
RIGHT
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Word Girl
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Lawsuit waiting to happen??
They are originally published online from the El Paso Police Department's website from which I then download. I've been collecting them for some time now without knowing exactly what to do with them. There's a bunch on my website and I usually use them as an avatar.
Each page of the book will have one photo with the person's name below.
Perhaps, some of you may have some information regarding possible privacy or copy right infringements (although they are public record).
Any thoughts?

Irma Hernandez

Megan Morgan

April Martinez

Ernesto Delgado

Ricardo Ambroise

Jesus Soria
Friday, November 12, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Famous Last Words
Nothing to do whatsoever with WAAD...
Stupid dictionaries
Cone Cell/Photoreceptor Cells
Less is more. more:
The Neofuturists::
Dylan, I think you might like this
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Thoughts on categorization
1. Ultimately means inclusion vs. exclusion
2. Has a bias towards same vs. different
3. Is non linear in context of space
4. Assumes that everything has a basic 'something'
5. Relies on criteria and feedback
6. Is linked to utility
7. Assumes that space is fixed
8. Assumes that 'stuff' can be made static
9. Creates newness
Not sure how Foucault would have felt about this list!?!?!
Annoucement
January 2010
New Group Show At Muriel Guépin Gallery
Opening Reception: Friday November 12, 2010
from 6 - 8 pm.
Group Show Featuring the Artwork of:
Lori Ellison, Valerie Hammond, Kathranne Knight, Lucas
Reiner, and Katia Santibañez.
On view from November 12, 2010 until January 2, 2011
Muriel Guepin gallery is pleased to announce a new exhibition by artists Lori Ellison, Valerie Hammond, Kathranne Knight, Lucas Reiner, and Katia Santibañez. This group show was curated by Katia Santibañez.Their work will be on view at the gallery from November 12, 2010 through January 2nd, 2011. Opening Reception will be on Friday November 12, 2010 from 6 to 8 pm.One, two, three, four, fiveArtistsMeet each other on the same roadTaking cues fromThe world of Nature:A toolboxBrimming overNature invites each artist to chooseA pathWith sincerity, humilityNature makes us slow downAnd listenSeeFeelThe chaotic worldThe cyclic worldThe Four SeasonsWith KathranneWe share her solitudeWe draw with her the thread, which brings us from wave to waveAnd we weave like the spiderThe endless skyValerie is taking us backSlowly to her fairyland where roots entangle our eyes and mindThe spider keeps walkingLucas spends his time with old friends: the trees of Los AngelesFrom the west to the east coast, we see their portraits, their postureWe walk beside themWe remember Giotto's, Cezanne's, and Van Gogh'sLori like a spider has captured us in her webMade of meanders, endless captivated gardensAnd Katia brings us in a reconstructed worldThe tree is not a tree anymoreThe leaf is not a leafWhat are they then?Let's play with your imagination!Nature doesn't hide anything from usNature is you, me, here and there and everywhereYou entered the world of FreedomLeaving behind you any attachment and jealousyNature doesn't cheatIt beckons the artist to embrace its mystery with pleasureIts joy and its power wait in the shadows, ready to burst
Muriel Guepin Gallery
47 Bergen Street
Brooklyn, NY 11201
www.murielguepingallery.com
contact@murielguepingallery.com
1.718.858.4535
Bank of America - my musings
To me, from the outside (the hard copy, that is), it looks like a piece of literature produced by a bank. Which is to say that it has a typical bank aesthetic. It wouldn't look out of place in a plastic holder in front of a teller's booth. But had I seen it in a bank, I probably wouldn't have picked it up. I'd have barely noticed the title.
The one thing it has that all bank literature doesn't have, content wise, is clarity. This is it's key ingredient.
I found the footnotes hilarious. Taken out of context of the book, they still make sense. They are like mini anecdotes. Very humorous. I'd like to see those in a book.
The terminology is also endearing - like 'fluff devices', for example. I actually want to see his visual interpretation of a fluff device.
I like the way he uses quotation marks outside of their traditional use i.e. he uses them on words that don't actually need them, but something about their use makes the sense change and further adds to the humor. Like "new" and "Infocenter". It's as if the quotations become part of his writing style. Ditto his use of bold and italics. (Side note: I was immediately reminded of that episode of Friends where Joey misuses speech marks when he's talking - i.e. the physical action of making speech marks).
Some of the comparisons he makes - the analogies, the metaphors - break up the content. Such as comparing online banking to the Challenger disaster (who'd have thunk?)
Additionally, some of the words he uses probably wouldn't be understood by a proportion of the population who do online banking: such as 'corollary, esoteric, disingenuousness, ubiquitous, plethora, parse, magnanimity).
And then there's the numerical count of the times he uses certain words in the book:
- mislead = 1 time (I'd have thought it'd be a lot more)
- confusing = 1 time (as per above)
- conceal = 2 times
- deceptive = 2 times
(since he seems to think that online banking is all about misleading, confusing, concealing, deception, I'd expect to see more appearances by these words)
- abuse = 5 times
- complex = 14 times
- overdraft = 160 times
My 'lines' from today
I'm about to melt down again.
I've tried asking, begging, crying, threatening, shouting, bargaining,
none have worked.
What strategy should I employ?
You say you want responsibility, so I assign it. I give it.
But you reject it, forget stuff.
I'm left to do everything.
I'm on repeat.
Having the same conversation over and over.
It's exhausting.
I don't have anyone.
I'm lonely, depressed, anxious, tired.
Tired of being tired, tired of talking of being too tired.
Too tired to speak.
I need more.
I need help. I want to go home.
I want people around me who I can trust.
I'm stuck. I'm trapped in a dark, thick prison where everything is the same.
You're not listening to me.
I'm doing my best. I can't keep up.
I want to trust, I want to breathe, I want to sleep.
I need perspective. I need to get a grip.
It's the worst I've ever felt.
It's hard.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
less is more
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Silencio
counter-examples
a) William Carlos Williams
b) There is such a thing as a poetry reading that is too short.
c)



















