Hello fellow (artistic) brethren. Angry Old Man Magazine (AOM) is now open for submissions for its second issue. Deadline for submissions is December 31, 2017. AOM accepts visual and concrete poetry, art, photography, collage, asemic writing, blackout poetry, conceptual writing, flarf, found poetry, spam lit, flash fiction, mail art, typewriter art, etc
The first issue of Angry Old Man Magazine is out.
I am indebted to all the talented poets/writers/artists who have contributed. Very soon I hope to come out with a printed version. I’ll keep you apprised.
I’m starting a new small press, A Wanton Text Production, which I hope will champion a radically new literature–or, perhaps, non-literature as it were. You are encouraged to submit your work. I have no funding. As I’ve said before, I’m just a middle-aged burnout without an academic/publishing network (we know who they are). It’s a one-man show, folks, just like my lit rag. Therefore, I will use print on demand to publish your work. I believe in Derek Beaulieu’s dictum to give away your stuff. Ergo, everything I publish will be offered as a free downloadable PDF.
I have argued on this blog that the two competing camps–Conceptualists vs. School of Feeling–would be best served if they embraced hybrid forms. In fact, I will argue, right here and now, that genres themselves should be completely abandoned in favor of intermedia. Genre-less literature is not an old idea. Dick Higgins formulated this idea fifty years ago! It’s time we actually put it into practice.
Enter my small press.
I have two visual poems published in the current issue of Otoliths. You can check them out here.
Omg, haven’t posted in months. LOL. I’m thinking about rejiggering this blog a bit. I’ve been pretty damn conceptual since its inception–nah, even a bit academic–and that was okay. But…I think I’m getting bored with my conceptual-ness, which is not okay, because it reeks of obscurantism (ha, ha! mouthful). I’ll be honest: I have a love/hate relationship with academics/academia. My problem? I dislike gatekeepers and elitists. But then, we do need these folks to critique, catalogue and disseminate “Art.”
Anyway, I’m getting offtrack.
Here’s something interesting, though. At least, something I think is interesting, if you’ll bear with me. I haven’t really mapped out (organizationally) what I intend to do vis a vis a visual poem. I just sorta go for it, splashing paint all round like a madman. I’m not using this “technique” for the vispo series I’m working on now. I have the vispos worked out in my head before execution. Not sure how it will work out, but we will see.