Fiona Shaw

Fiona Shaw: "Do you get worried? I worry. There are many things that can go wrong. At least we can talk about them… that helps keep things working. Just don’t talk too much; stand within the blast radius but close your eyes. Words are tricky things. Language is a system without steadfast rules; ever changing, impossible to discuss without using it. It’s scary. It’s the only thing that allows us to distance ourselves from life and its overwhelming events. Best not scratch too deep and ruin the magic."

"Our desire to believe in constructed systems of reference hides paranoia over the impossibility of ultimate understanding and communication. Language and science provide an appealing cover for the gaps between individuals, with each other and with the world. Both systems are ever-changing and evolving; being proved ‘wrong’ and something else proclaimed ‘true’. But we don’t like to think that our tiny bit of knowledge on the grand timeline of all possible pasts and futures may be ultimately as longstanding as… well, all the stuff we can’t remember any more. Innumerable years of effort wasted."

Billy Collins | Action Poetry

Billy Collins, former US Poet Laureate and one of America's best-selling poets, reads his poem "Now and Then" with animation by Eun-ha Paek of Milky Elephant. Noted for their intelligent humor, accessibility and observations on daily life, Collins' popular poems come alive further in a series of animated poems produced by JWT-NY.

Synesthesia

1. Do you experience words or letters as specific colors, for example the letter A as yellow? / 2. Do you experience music as colors? / 3. Do you experience shapes as tastes? / 4. Do you experience any other form of sensory mixing? If yes, please explain. / 5. Do you confuse left and right, for example telling someone to turn right when you meant left? / 6. Can you remember the locations of objects such as a certain book on a shelf ? These questions are taken from a test of synesthesia.

Radical Face: Music, Writing & Art

When I was seven, my imaginary friend tried to kill me. No one has ever believed me, though. It was always marked up as twisted make-believe and left at that, which bothered me to no end. I was scared out of my mind, looking for some reassurance and safety, and everyone behaved as if I were the problem. My parents, my teachers—all of them. My supposed imaginary friend, a looming Navajo Indian named Malia, was never nice to me. And I say ‘supposed,’ because as far as I’m concerned, I never imagined him at all. He just showed up in my bedroom one night as my parents were tucking me in. I pointed to him and asked my folks who he was, but they laughed it off as a childhood frivolity. I didn’t sleep that night and neither did my visitor. From that point on, he was with me a good eight hours a day, four to five days a week [...]

Bizart | Visual Communication

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