Korner Wisdom

No. 65: Sometimes something happens. This is an example of that.

No. 66: You never know. But sometimes you do.

And...Scene

Thus concludes our untitled 202-day, 10-hour, 34-min conceptual blog post, composed of zero content whatsoever. This apparent dearth of more than six months was anything but empty, however. As we informed the legions of Korner devotees who wrote in fearing the worst, we were simply trying to challenge conventional notions of what a blog is and provide a quiet, contemplative space for readers to notice that which is typically drowned out by the din of this obstreperous age. It has been alleged that our conspicuous lack of new Kontent has stemmed from a profound sense of dysphoria felt by the staff in the face of the confounding, distressing epoch in which we find ourselves. Others have suggested that the world in which Kreation can thrive no longer exists and that our recent lack of posting is the result of our exhausted capitulation to this stark realization. These "theories" couldn't be further from the truth. We assure you, it's just some good, old-fashioned avant-garde blogging! We conclude today with a message of hope for the new year from our spiritual adviser Rev. Ambo Dais:

The future crashes over us like a wave

Any high ground you clamber to is quickly annexed by the implacable tide

Take a gulp, hold it in, loose your grip

Komik Korner

 

--Hadley Daughterson

Video Korner

Title: Super Spike

Kreator: Patrick M. Watson
Duration: 01:22
Release Date: 2020

Title: Chairs

Kreator: Patrick M. Watson
Duration: 00:47
Release Date: 2020

And where are we these days?

Good morning, dearest reader. It has been nearly three months since our last post. And even then we said nothing, quite intentionally. Really, we haven't spoken directly to you since January. Quite intentionally. We are taking an extended moment of silence. We're at a loss for words. And maybe that's ok. As a young, cocksure Korner, we'd have had plenty to say. We'd have known how to fix things with our beautiful thoughts and words, until things broke again. Then we'd start all over. But we're older and wiser now, which is to say we know less than ever. What we do know is we don't HAVE to say anything. What is it worth to utter words that don't ring with sincerity? Better we wait and reflect and pay attention until the proper time to say the proper thing emerges. The proper thing for us, the proper thing from us. In the meantime, why drown out those whose time it is to say their proper thing? But we feel a change coming. We've been listening to our discomfort, our grief, our sober acknowledgment of the affairs of this reality and, in listening, we think we're learning. And, in time, we'll have the proper thing to say. Soon. We think. Who can really say they know? While we can't know the future (many of us would question if it's even real), we can look to the past for something to say for now:

“Accolades and Raids”

I take no pleasure.

I take no pride.

This summit feels

like a base camp.

I won’t pat

myself on the

back.

We’d only hear the

hollow thud of a

hollow feat.

Turn down the music

and cap the spirits.

There’s nothing cute

about a massacre.

--Chris Peebles, 2012

P.S. Maybe we've said a little something today. It felt pretty good!

Kwarantine Korner

Video Korner

Title: Fishies
Kreator: Patrick M. Watson
Duration: 01:31
Release Date: 2020

Video Korner

Behold: a video made without a camera. If it makes you say "huh" then it succeeds as art.

Out of the Mouths of Gabes

"Expressing incredulity at the inexorable passage of time is so trite. That said, can you believe Superbad came out 13 years ago?!" 

--Overheard at The Kreation Korner HQ, Boise, 2/21/2020

Video Korner

Title: My New Bldg.
Kreator: Patrick M. Watson
Duration: 05:19
Release Date: 2019

Musik Korner

Who the devil are you? No matter. Since you are here, we might as well tell you of an exciting development in recorded music toward which The Kreation Korner is proud to offer its patronage--a group called Magnates of Poland and Lithuania. These noble noisewrights are in the vanguard of the burgeoning genre of Applecore, wherein artists sublimate the omnipresent world wide web into short songs using the iPhone as their sole instrument. To discuss the cultural significance of their latest track, here is none other than noted mass-media scholar Marsha McLohan, visiting professor at Caldwell College:

The means of transmission shapes the psyche while the content is superficial. Those who master the latest grammar write the future, which is today. The artist's job is to strain open their aperture to the new definition and report back. In conclusion, internet.

Fucking A. Let's rock:

Poet's Korner

"Walking is the thing"
is one thing that I can say
and mean. What a joy.

Walk without ear buds
within linden routes below
high clouds and return.

Walk up a hill some
times to leap at the top, heave
a full-body sigh.

Walk, and wake up first
thing, are things I know to be
reasons I say "whew."

--P. Michael Watson

Video Korner

Title: United States Courthouse & Federal Office Building
Kreator: Patrick M. Watson
Duration: 07:00

Korner Wisdom

No. 62: Try as hard as you can to not try. If at first you try, try, try again to not try. There is a try: it is not trying.

No. 63: The best agenda is no agenda at all. Unless you are conducting a business meeting.

No. 64: If you are not living up to your potential, it is because your would-be mentors have failed to discover and exploit your deep, expansive reserves of raw talent and mold you into a formidably honed killing machine.

Musik [Video] Korner

I want my GMB.

Fiktion Korner

Spoken Word Korner

Found a job, eight months on...

Here I find my self
in a public apparatus
the kreative gravy train long discontinued
Get a visitor badge at security
wait for an escort
come find me -- five cubes east, three south
where "hump day" is bandied and
denim days are the coin of the realm
I am not sorry the old ways are gone
the universe unfolds as it should as
I am reminded on the freight elevator
in the state office tower dedicated
by a plaque in the lobby
As long I can ride it each day and
help a functionary carry out a business process
every so often I'm happy for now
--Chris Peebles

Krayon Korner

Friends, today's post is nothing short of a miracle. In it, we give you a glimpse into the recently recovered Katalogus Imaginalis Picturae Formatio Kreaturae -- that legendary 100-sheet 60# Pro Art sketch book containing the childhood illustrations of Chris Peebles from the early 1990s. For years, KIPFK was lost--many Kreation skolars even doubted it ever existed. But those doubts were quashed once and for all when Korner associate Ronald Freagan discovered the book, quite improbably, in a refuse bin behind Back In The Day Books on the Boise Bench. We weren't able to examine the volume for long -- barely long enough for Gabe Gabriel II The Archivist's Apprentice to authenticate it -- before some suits from Washington showed up and spirited it off to some undisclosed location for further analysis by individuals they insisted were "top men." However, KIPFK was at least in our possession long enough for us to capture the following images from it (plus several others that, frankly, aren't very good). Even in the days when Chris Peebles wielded the number two pencil, wax crayon, and felt-tip pen instead of his signature spoken and written word, we can see he had the unmatched talent to take in the bewildering torrent of stimuli inundating us daily and translate it into something unified, coherent, and digestible to improve our lives. What a treat and an honor it was to hold this artifact for even a short time. We have every konfidence that the shadowy officials who are now its kustodians will unlock and make public its deepest secrets for the benefit of all sentient life on this planet. Look at:

"Haunted Castle"

"Major League"

"Mike"

"Mario 2"

"MJ"

"Star Trek"

"Canseco"

Found Poetry Korner

Musik Korner

Anatal
Digilog
Earnest but not mawkish
A strange consonance that works,
that takes you places--right here, for example
exactly where you are
exactly where you'll always been,
moving, pulsating
down a back alley, THE back alley
connecting past to now,
now to what's next
but there is only the alley
The echo effect suggests place
yet it seems the artists are no where
near each other when recording,
maybe in different states
Place and no place--THIS is the place
we've come to
Let the pulsations, twangs, and syllables
orient you in this place
Let them spot you as you plant
your sandals firmly on the whatever
Entities, it is my unenviable pleasure
to introduce Jerry Master's Band

--The Most Reverend Ambo Dais