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The gift of writing is the ability to convey, it transforms our bodies to the parameters of thought.  I always considered music to be the most pure of art forms; nothing needed to be learned, only felt.  Now I am starting to believe that art is measured by the amount of human construction contained in the object, and therefore language, the most common and heightened conceptual form, is also the most artistic.  Sound is related to communication in that the body’s engagement with sound is basically a liturgical practice, the body creates sound and responds the quickest to a startling noise.  Sight most thoroughly gives us our environment, the body can manipulate forms into being, and sound puts math into the world by signaling moments linked in time.  Each second measured as a note.  We can love the individual instant, but relationships of seconds joined together create layers with the interaction of objects at the crossroads of time and space.  This moment/sound/person together with another, textures.  Sound moves to our body, I can interpret some, snagged in the cup of my ear, if it’s within my range.  I can make some, from my tiny, imperceptible cells and atoms bustling, to loud shouts and smashes, maybe I make others so loud that I can’t hear them?   Sound moves the unconsciousness of the body thought, the manipulated perception of our environment as sculpted through unconscious behavior. 

Fall outside of language.  We invent and then we say.  We are balanced between our house of worship, the safety of habits, our animal sense of what is known, and the accident, ‘God(s)’ and that which is beyond perception and our ability to have forethought. 

The learned word is the height of art.  Language is the peak of human construction, an almost formless form, it is fashioned both horizontally and vertically.  Horizontally it is a common devise that automatically demands attention, and vertically it is capable of containing the most essential element of humanity, the abstract consciousness of a social being.  Our use of language is the true thumbprint or snapshot that defines our development within a set moment.  Words as objects do not bend the participant too far outside of their daily practice, each animal adapts to their tools with the goal of getting what they want, survival, attention and understanding, the self nurtured, safe and sustaining while thriving by expression of the will, pulling desire to herself, and from there comes everything else. 

External materials used in all forms of artistic expression co-writes the end result of the creator’s expression.  Language slightly escapes this dictation because the written material, devised by the will and translated through the language body, has been processed throughout the lifetime of an individual.  The animal experience has adapted to the everydayness of language, and habit breeds an antimaterial-material to portray though, the power of the everyday makes a fine tool of whatever language you speak with and use to share with others.  While the word exists in the liminal space between two people, it is still a quick sound or mark full of immediate sensory recognition.  While being completely reliant on self-expression, words need very little support from the direct environment, it is the poor wo/man’s craft. 

Sound, made by movement, causes movement.  For humans movement, or growth, happens before anything else, so it would make sense that this would be the basic way that we pay attention, ‘where am I going, what am I thinking, and what is happening around me?’, we note action, friction, hustle, shift, scoot, do, say, make, think, energy, the next big thing, change, look, and….  In the womb we develop, and as we start to form our means for sensory perception we can begin to process light and dark, sound, smell, and taste.  After our capacity to interpret all the other modes that artistic vision is expressed through, we finally get around to understanding language, symbolic construction.  This habit of consciousness is so human, that it is the highest art form capable of conveying the mind without the material effecting its expression.  Language allows you forward while aggressing on your own presence, advancing through either the seduction of the words interiority or the social obligation to be aware of what is outside your own processes. Language as a messenger is direct and quick, the easy transport comes from being nearly without a body of its own, the form was constructed in the past, the learning of vocabulary, slowly, constantly, steadily embedded itself to be one with us, renewing, alchemically we learn and become simultaneously, a mask expressed through, simple package, a framework of what someone thought they saw one time and had the need to say to you.  Language makes you a believer.  The interest of the buyer dictates what is said to them, and what they hear.  Only wishing to please, a word is something between the individual’s necessity and a faith in their listener to be as devotional to the delivered subject as they are as the meanings architect.  Perspective, a gift, the fetish.  Language, the object invisible.  The word is practical, utilitarian, it has mass appeal, and yet it can imprint our vision with directness and has the capability to capture abstractions, to break itself in its very use, the word can be decomposing itself and adorned simultaneously.