Journalism in Asemic Times

LORD POLONIUS

What do you read, my lord?

 

HAMLET

Words, words, words.

 

LORD POLONIUS

What is the matter, my lord?

 

HAMLET

Between who?

 

LORD POLONIUS

I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.

 

HAMLET

Slanders, sir: for the satirical rogue says here

that old men have grey beards, that their faces are

wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and

plum-tree gum and that they have a plentiful lack of

wit, together with most weak hams: all which, sir,

though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet

I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down, for

yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab

you could go backward.

 

LORD POLONIUS

[Aside] Though this be madness, yet there is method

in ‘t.

From Hamlet Act II Scene 2.

 

Guess – how do I read this picture ?

 

how do I read this face? – broken cubomania pieces of mass media consumption fragmented into appeals desires longings pleas claims values beliefs ideologies cut corners unevenly joined to context and meaning – the gaze the look glamour bewitchment bamboozled by beauty created with magical make-up artistry in light & shadow in the photographer’s lens digitally transformed a kiss from lips revealed cleavage leaves you guessing connecting the dots filling the squares looking for clues circling the words that you try to read between the lines of uncertainty

 

Asemic Twitter Screen Capture 2

Here is another experiment in deconstructing media text & applying the principle of necro-media. I took a screen capture of a couple of Tweets that showed up together. I mixed in some asemic text, and added a border using the famous  photograph of Edgar Allan Poe.

New context combines with the broken codes & conventions to leave the viewer to decode this informational structure using vaguely recognizable forms to generate meaning in the composition’s implied space.