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Part two of return conversation with Samuel Corwin, on the art & the artist, binary thinking, neoliberal thought police, the technology of art & mind control, Hitchcock’s mastery of audience manipulation, the CIA & expressionism, Marina Abramovic, the religion of art, the survival mechanism of dissociation, reframing trauma as art, the true function of art, Michael Powell & Peeping Tom, film directing as murder, the end of art, the finite unconscious, enlightenment, being a hunter, fishing in the unconscious, the responsibility of honesty, Jimmy Saville’s strategy of conquest, seeking admiration, symbolizing the self, a process of unmasking, Woody Allen’s subterfuge, the trajectory of celebrity artists, Martin Scorsese, judging artists by where they end up, knowing when to stop, when art becomes consumerism, Kanye West’s god status, god-creation and mass energy, becoming a cultural carrier, Pizzagate & what culture really is, becoming filled with darkness, the spotlight that shadows, the interrogation light of celebrity, bringing culture to nature, a higher matrix, designer fascism, trying to escape biology, going down a level, the holding cell of mind, field recording, immersion in the environment, the call of Nature, leaving culture, the cultural effect, Jasun’s Morocco escape, family history & mother-enmeshment, when love dies, Samuel’s near-death experiences, earthquake trauma, ripples of trauma, characteristics of a soul, a stain on the soul, ancestral imprints, a chain of effects without a source, soul level feelings, what the soul longs for, straightening out the ancestral line, integrating ancestral sludge, Samuel’s father, an energenetic level, ancestral distortions & denial, surfing the ancestral ocean, course correction & mission creep, the responsibility of being the last, when the circus comes to town.
Songs: “The Kommema and his Religion” & “Of the Lakes,” by SunWalker; “Out of Turn,” by Big Blood; “Orangutan” by Clinic.
Thoughts while listening:
Art isn’t always just art: Remember the sculpture of a man in underwear wandering/sleepwalking that was removed from a university campus because the students found it triggering? It was an adult man in boxer shorts. Interestingly this was disturbing to enough people for it to be removed.
It’s interesting to see how we are becoming less able to separate the art from the artist – see the Nate Parker controversy recently and even more recently conversations around Casey Affleck. At what point do we decide this needs our attention/action-inaction? One accusation? More? Legal action? Scapegoating someone like Nate Parker but, probably, awarding Casey Affleck an Oscar – which is a manipulated reaction.
Kanye West: He says he’s a God, he also (prior to his “nervous breakdown”) said that he admired how Trump had, essentially, manipulated people to worship him. Kanye West often appears to be flying close to the truth of his situation – as someone co-opted, resisting co-optation but also, somewhat, enjoying the process.
& yet art is supposed to be disturbing, going back to its roots with Greek theater, without distress there can be no catharsis. so on the one hand, there’s the neoliberal crackdown on all art that might be triggering (Huck Finn’s racism), on the other, the neoliberal embracing of art that is blatantly pathological & “satanic” (Marina Abramovic)… Weird.
Had to net-search Parker & Affleck… ounds like more race-divisive theater-tactics; the Manson Plan has been 4 decades in the making….
Had never heard of Kanye till BE Ellis spoke to him; couldn’t get through the podcast. Or maybe it was when he reviewed Seen & Not Seen? 😀 https://www.amazon.com/review/RTWOCE71TL35F/ref=cm_cr_dp_title?ie=UTF8&ASIN=1782796754&channel=detail-glance&nodeID=283155&store=books
Haha, yes. Quite a review, coming from the oh-so-humble Mr. West. Maybe, given his current condition, he clearly sees what once went unseen.
Jasun, I have to relay my dream!: wandering around the streets of a village in Nepal, feeling quite lost but also very certain that I was looking for something in particular and then there you were—in the din and chaos of the streets—staring at me with deep eyes and I could think of no other way to dissolve the energy than to hug you and so we embraced without saying a word. And I woke up (or did I?)
I don’t know that I’ve had a dream so beautifully display my inner theater. So, thank you for the chat. It’s clearly rippled within me.
I can neither confirm nor deny that encounter; but a hug sounds quite in line with our shared trajectory as evidenced by this our latest excursion into the public intimacy of trauma-tracking.
field recording is pretty f’n great.. another fan here.