Wassily Kandinsky

  Point and Line to Plane
Line is introduced in terms of the violence that it does to the inward-facing tension of the point, the line shatters the self sufficient world of the point. 

“There exists still another force which develops not within the point, but outside of it. This force hurls itself upon the point which is digging its way into the surface, tears it out and pushes it about the surface in one direction or another. The concentric tension of the point is thereby immediately destroyed and, as a result, it perishes and a new being arises out of it which leads a new, independent life in accordance with its own laws. This is the Line.”

Quote from Kandinsky’s Point and Line to Plane (pg. 54)

“The geometric line is an invisible thing. It is the track made by the moving point; that is, its product. It is created by movement.” 

Point and line to Plane (pg. 57)

A Line is the track made by points in motion so dance or movement is a way of exploring line with your body.

   
    
    
 

See that my grave is kept clean – Blind lemon Jefferson 

This is a classic blues song from 1928 by Blind Lemon Jefferson who is giving instructions about his future funeral and how he would like his grave to be kept clean with his visualisations of his own funeral procession with white horses carrying his hearse. Brilliant song and hilarious funny, a classic. 

Version Blind Lemon Jefferson:
Well it’s one kind of favor I’ll ask of you,

Well it’s one kind of favor I’ll ask of you,

Lord it’s one kind of favor I’ll ask of you,

Please that my grave is kept clean.
It’s a long old lane ain’t got no end,

It’s a long lane that got no end,

It’s a long lane that got no end,

And it’s a bad wind that never change.
Lord, it’s two white horses in a line,

Well, it’s two white horses in a line,

Well, it’s two white horses in a line,

Want take me to my burying ground.
My heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold,

My heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold,

Well, my heart stopped beating, Lord, my hands turned cold,

It wasn’t long ‘fore service by the cypress grove.
Have you ever heard that coffin sound?

Have you ever heard that coffin sound?

Have you ever heard that coffin sound?

Than you know the poor boy’s in the ground.
Oh, dig my grave with a silver spade, 

But dig my grave with a silver spade,

Well, dig my grave with a silver spade, 

You may leave me down with a golden chain.
Have you ever heard that church bells tone [toll?]?

Have you ever heard that church bells tone?

Have you ever hear them church bells tone?

Kanchan Daniel – female blues vocalist – discovery of the week

I haven’t heard about many blues singers in this country. To my knowledge Trupti Bhatnagar is the best blues singer in India. But Kanchan Daniel really rocks here in this video, would love to see her perform live someday. Check the video below, this is real good blues you can get in this country. 

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