Visual Poetry & Spoken Word
A series of Artist-written hybrid 3D mixed-media visual poetry works exploring the confluence of the visual, linguistic, sonic, & digital. Interactive in engagement, the poetry forms of cento, anaphora, mesostic, and free-form phonaesthetics are employed within the current body of work. ( See also Video & Moving Image ).
Tracing ambits of practice that intermix inks of Tōhaku’s sumi-e, Kansuke Yamamoto’s photographic catechisms on light, with geometries of Gomringer’s foundational concrete, Johnston’s poetry sounds amid future concretes like Donato Mancini’s classic Starfield Series or “zen-koan-jingle” of his Æthel logotypes. Whether text or poème-objets, all have sculptural weight and play monochrome’s scales, densities across compositional fields.
By way of screen rendition, verbal-visual flux transposes into sonic modalities, scored video & moving image works composedly transmit tactics as panel, cento, collage, mesostic yield to canon and montage.
The Realm of The Less moves towards the best-synthesized hybridity – in modes of say, Hoffman’s ciné-poème Kokoro is for Heart. Bathed in novel digitality, these accumulations “phrase and rephrase” lament, keening from within the “trap” of our earthly Mare Crisium / Sea of Crises.
Poet, Editor, Programmer
3D Mixed-Media Sculptural Assemblages - 1130mmL x 170mmW comprising Hi-Res.Large Format Digital Prints over 5mm Foamcore + Laser Cut Acrylic & MDF forms + Digital Prints on Acetate.
Installation View 1
Visual Poetry Mixed-Media Assemblages & "Confluence", Elin Johnston Solo Exhibition, 2 Royal Avenue, Belfast, N.I. 2023
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The Realm of The Less (A Cento)
a dusk pulse shade without colour traversing skies shape without form
a dusk pulse traversing skies shape without form
murmurs ascent land laid
shade without colour murmurs ascent land laid grown sheer
pale grown sheer
shape without form murmurs ascent pale sea-mews eyes meet eyes meet
a dusk pulse a creature made a creature made
Sorrow standing dark /
In rooted rhythm's measure /
Circle, sound, and eye, remark /
A votive veil descending /
To stipple the opened earth
In Deserted Time
We depart lost lands with dubious promise /
following primitive instincts, mythic rite
a plaintive presage of deception,
of turbulent episode, seen in series /
those heralds heard, in so far denied
give urgency upon a signal, to cease
repeated verses of echoed duress /
dwelling in deserted time.
This Dark Water
Shadows arrive /
Splendour cedes /
To a fire above /
Upon this dark water /
Shadows remain /
Subject To Revision
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