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Nerbu de Bios!   Leave a comment

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Posted December 28, 2010 by R.H.H. Nisbet in Finnegans Wake Audio Recording

Poof! There’s puff for ye, begor, and planxty of it,   Leave a comment

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Posted December 28, 2010 by R.H.H. Nisbet in Finnegans Wake Audio Recording

Neural Networks   Leave a comment

Christophe Jacquemet showed me this image –Les Trois – from his series Memorisations, while I was in his studio buying a photograph today. Collective memory. Siblings’ synapses narrating, debating, refuting their common history: Impressions cast by shadows. An image apt for Shem and Shaun; and for the epic memorialization of Finnegans Wake.

Posted December 21, 2010 by R.H.H. Nisbet in Art, Mirror Neurons

Jaunty Jaun   Leave a comment

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Posted December 21, 2010 by R.H.H. Nisbet in Finnegans Wake Audio Recording

– Kind Shaun, we all requested   Leave a comment

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Shaun vilifies Shem – Shaun in a barrel rolls downriver -Issy bids him fond farewell.

In the vilification of Shem, Shaun refers to Shem’s “root language” (424.17). It seems to be a compound noun, derived from Norse Mythology: “Ullhodturdenweirmudgaardgringringnirurdrmolnirfenrirlukkilokkibaugimandodrrerinsurtkrinmgrêrnrackinarockar!”

It ends with a phonetic version of Ragnarok (final destiny of the gods*). So, Shem’s is a root language that ends with destruction and regeneration.

*Simek, Rudolf (2007) translated by Angela Hall. Dictionary of Northern Mythology.

Hopesend   Leave a comment

This project is making an impact at home. Tonight we went out for dinner (in the village, we’re pretty well snowed in). Tipsy… the “hopesend” (320.23) said, “You’re talking a stream of consciousness. Subconsciousness. Drivel.”

Part way through that expression, I’d swear I heard the hopesend’s Geschwind’s territory crackle and  creak.

Well, goodnight.

Posted December 17, 2010 by R.H.H. Nisbet in Finnegans Wake Audio Recording

Grouscious me and scarab my sahul!   Leave a comment

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The Ondt and the Gracehoper.

If you are interested, this wikipedia link explains the plot of this Aesops fable, its antecedents, and adaptations.

It’s an apt tale for this snowy day. From my office window I’ve watched great tits, coal tits, blue tits, starlings, blackbirds, robins, collared doves, chaffinches and greenfinches eat their way through 750g of bird food. By nightfall the bird feeder was empty.