TURTLE LIVE PRESS: DAY.3.4.5 THANK YOU

THANK YOU... TURTLE LIVE PRESS: DAY.3.4.5

We would like to thank everyone who contributed to editors: Ana Cavic and Renée O’Drobinak
the TURTLE Live Press, especially those of you who
joined the honorary staff roll and helped with the PRESS FEATURES 26 Study for 5 Excercises for
production of this gazette. Without you, it would not the Voice + 5 more
have happened. And it would not have been so Lively. 2 Gospel Oak
Special thanks to Sharon Morris, who instigated this event. Kristen Kreider
Yours truly, a conversation with 27 Empty
Ana and Renée Sharon Morris
Nir Segal
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6 Four film stills from 59 ½ Kei Benger
seconds for a string player 30 You Are Listening to a Sound
Jayne Parker
Inside a Rock
8 On a Line from Forough
Farrokhzad Katie Patterson
Mimi Khalvati 31 ‘An Artifact of the Future’

9 Untitled Felicitas Rohden
Lewis Fox 32 Specimen 2 (Sampled in

10 Hold a Tone Chicago, IL)
Anita Wernström
Renée O’Drobinak
11 Untitled 33 Untitled
Kei Benger
Francesca Anfoss
12 Cattle Market Song 34 Untitled
Sean Borodale and Louisa Fairclough
Alida Rodrigues
16 Red Bows 35 The Dream of David Lynch
Ana Cavic
Michael Farmer
17 Untitled 36 Escalator
Tatsuro Ide
Naheed Raza
18 Untitled 37 Untitled
Alice Newsholne
Emma Hart and Benedict Drew
19 Accounts of a 38 Blank Spread
Transcontinental Journey
Florencia Guillen Ana Cavic and Renée O’Drobinak

23 Untitled Center Spread
Ana Cavic
Jonathan Velardi
24 An Empty Bottle of Wine Play. (in twenty one acts)
Nir Segal
Elisabeth Milligan
25 Rhizome for 20 Singers
Sam Belifante

Play. (in twenty one acts) [Act I]

feature article: interview

GOSPEL OAK

A conversation with Sharon Morris

Hampstead Heath coming back into being and falling
again. Anton Lukozevieze is going to
Igo out four times a week onto try and play these falling chords for
Hampstead Heath, with a dog. this peace, and that will give another
dimension to this quality of falling.
It is amazing. Some days it is so There is melancholia to it. There is
overwhelming, all the difference in also a sense of seasons being in danger
things, different weather, different because of global warming, but also
conditions of the trees, different light. still being there. The paradox of the
It’s like a different place even though eternal and the crisis of everything
it’s the same. I find that fascinating. disappearing, and how they mesh
So I look at things, things catch my together.
eye, and then as I’m walking around I am going to go around all the
I start writing in my little notebook. seasons, repeatedly. The seasons,
Then I think of other things, things there is five of them there, to get that
come into my mind. I’m doing that notion that it really is going around
all the time. and around, it’s not just four seasons,
I just finished a collection of poems it’ s always going around.
which were in three different sections
according to three different places. The City
And now I am writing two other sets
of works; one that is set on Wales and There is a concrete reality to all that,
this one which is coming out of these but it also becomes psychological, it
walks on the Heath. also becomes mythic, it also becomes
I also realised when I made a video historical because the city is there.
at the same time as writing, that there What does the city mean? I sometimes
is this continual theme of falling. I walk and thin; Blake used to walk from
got really interested in this. I think the city up here to visit Coleridge. I
it’s like a repetition of falling. It’s like

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Play in twenty one acts [Act XXI]

think of all these people walking over so on, so actually the landscape isn’t
the Heath and doing the same kind quite the same. That’s also interesting.
of thing, walking and looking, and The landscape is itself unstable, not
being in this place looking down at only the city. That famous thing that
Lenin said; ‘All that’s solid melts into
So things are quite fragile, air.’ So that notion that things are
and yet they persist. unstable is not just about somewhere
that could be rather romantic like the
the city and how that city keeps on Heath, but it’s about the economic
changing. Constable painted several reality, it’s about the reality of the
paintings there, they’re in the V&A. city, it’s about the reality of existence,
And has the landscape changed since you know.
he painted them? They took out sand There is also that paradox of history.
and gravel from the gravel pits and I’m looking down there and god
knows what is happening in that city

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[Act II]

at that particular moment. It could taken from the fact that they used to
be the creation of history. I could beat the people reading the gospel at
be looking at it at the very moment different points and that particular
that a horrible bomb goes off, or parish of the church had an oak tree
something else happens in that city. in it. So gospel means something else.
It’s like witnessing the city from a What is our gospel? It begins to have
slight distance. It’s that question; a multiple meanings.
what is a historical moment? What The city of London. You could
is a significant moment of any look down London and think
time? Anything could be happening of Mythraism, and early Roman
there, history could be being made religion. The temple of Mythras was
in parliament or somewhere else in discovered in the city of London not
that city. Big events are happening that long ago. You could think of
actually. The landscape there is the temples to other gods. Before that,
city line. You can see the buildings it would have been Celtic, before the
of capitalism; you can see Docklands, Celts were pushed west. I come from
you can see Canary Wharf, you can Wales actually, so I am quite aware of
see The National Westminster Bank the fact that there has been successive
building, you can see Parliament, you invasions, successive immigrations
can see Tate Modern, you can actually that bring so many different cultural
see all the significant buildings that points of view to London. That’s the
make that city work. You can sense great thing about London I think.
the partial powerhouse of the whole 123 different languages are taught
of the UK. It all looks so fragile, you in schools in London. I love that all
could just step back slightly and think; these people live next to each other.
God this is all an illusion, it could just They speak different languages, have
float away on a cloud. On certain days different ideas, like this event actually.
I can’t see it at all, it’s too misty. There’s lots of difference here.

Gospel Oak

Gospel Oak, it will end up being a WINTER
book. I am going to call it Gospel
Oak because I like things with puns. 9 Shallow Grave
There are so many very old oak trees Light collapses
on it. Also, the place Gospel Oak is over the rim of the world
and we are left
without the energy of beauty.

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[Act XX]

SPRING

15 Green Light

So sudden, so close – this green,

Iteration of green...

Infinite green...

New leaves concertina, spiral, like a fan

The span of a palm-leaf horse-chestnut,

Sets and arrays of mountain ash,

Pink discus of copper beech, soft and supple,

New leaves of oak, light verdigris, translucent as opal,

Poplars a thousand stars in new white light,

The grove awash on with bluebells

And the froth of cow parsley...

Each scent of blossom discriminate –

Blackthorn, hawthorn, May flower,

Harebells, wild garlic...

And in the canopy a rush of song –

Listen to the blackbirds, bluetit, great-tit, robin,

Long-tailed sparrow, goldcrest, nuthatch,

Dunnock, wren, blackcap, mistle thrush

And song thrush

(the difference between a cri de ceour and a song of love ) SUMMER

19 Run-off

Head, foot, elbow, and occasional flailing arm,

Pole of a sun umbrella, portable table, chairs, ice-box, hamper,

Barbecue, numerous plastic carrier bags the blare

Of music, picnickers and lovers –

High summer of brief...

Deepening of breath,

Fireweed gone over in a plume of white

Amidst rough red grass.

The city holding is heat in the high thirties,

Late evening on the Heath, heat exchanged

FALL For the eddies of condensation that gather in the dips
Of London clay and join the spring of the river Fleet

2 A common oak Underground.

I pick up a strange hairy acorn cup from the Turkey Oak

and compare it to the elongated stalk of the pedunculate,

not to be confused with the sessile oak

its cup stuck to the stem,

or the common oak with its short-stalked leaf –

or Gospel Oak

36 T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S or that older, more ancient Oak, somewhere TURTLE LIVE PRESS 5
at the heart of the city.

[Act III]

Four film stills from 591/2 seconds for a string player, by Jayne Parker, (b/w, 16mm film, 1 T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S 35
minute, 2000): a musical composition by John Cage from 1953, played by cellist Anton Luko-
szevieze. There are several versions of this film, each lasting a minute and interspersed with [Act XIX]
591/2 seconds of black.

Four film stills from 59 ½ seconds for a string player, by Jayne Parker, (b/w, 16mm film, 1 minute, 2000): a musical
composition by John Cage from 1953, played by cellist Anton Lukoszevieze.There are several versions of this
film6, eachTlaUstiRngTaLmEinuLtIeVaEnd PinRteErsSpSersed with 59 ½ seconds of black.

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On a Line from Forough Farrokhzad T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S 33
It had rained that day. It had primed a world
with gold, pure gold, wheatfield, stubble and hill. [Act XVIII]
It had limned the hills as a painter would,
an amateur painter, but the hills were real.
It had painted a village lemon and straw,
all shadow and angles, cockerel, goats and sheep.
It had scattered their noises, bleats and blahs,
raising a cloud, a white dog chasing a jeep.
It had travelled through amber, ochre, dust
and dust the premise of everything gold,
dust the promise of green. Green there was
but in the face of a sun no leaf could shield.
It had rained that day. It was previous,
previous as wind to seed. O wild seed,
as these words proved. ‘The wind will carry us’
– bad ma ra khahad bord – and it did.

Mimi Khalvati

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[Act V]

Hold a tone,

high
hold it ^ and hold it l_o_n_g__________

Scream out let go (breathe in breathe out)

{0}

hold a tone_______________,

(Breathe)
aaa

Sing on a broken voice! Laaaaaaaaaaaaaa^^^^

no scream last______________, it will melt into
___c_h_a_o_s_________

H-old a tone,

high
hold it ^ and hold it l_o___n_g________...

10 T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S An Artifact of the Future

Felicitas Rohden

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[Act XVII]

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[Act VI]

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28 T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S 13

[Act VII]

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Nir Segal

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[Act XV]

Study for 5 Excercises for the Voice + 5 more T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S 15

Kirsten Kreider [Act VIII]

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Tenor Beacon B

S B
A
S
A S
Bass B
B Alto Beacon T

T

A
Soprano Beacon

B

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[Act XIV]

S T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S 17

T [Act IX]

A

An Empty Bottle of Wine
I have been left by myself
Empty,
All alone to contemplate the nothingness left within me.
You see I had a secret,
A well kept one.
But it was destined to be shared
And I was destined to lose it
And lose any other purpose I could have had.
I have been left all by myself.

Nir Segal

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There were streets, avenues and roundabouts Accounts of a transcontinental journey
There were fields
There were small, medium and big blocks of flats Florencia Guillen
There were green areas
There were shadows of buildings on the pavements There was a man with a medium size red bag
There were stars formed by the street joining up There was a man whose jacket got stuck in between the train doors
There were building tops in form of flowers There was a woman chewing gum
There were small thin trees There were long lamps
There were signs on the roads There were women running in the platform
There was a lake There was a blonde woman with a marshmallow pink sweater
There were orange roofs There was a man seating with a beige cap
There were traditional buildings There was a very decorated white column
There were mini cities within the city There was a couple playing with a mobile phone
There was a bald man with glasses looking towards the ceiling
There were 6 groups of people marching There were some lamps with no bulbs
There were huge pine trees on the side of the court There was a big man in red going down on the escalator
There were people chanting There was a thin woman with red hair wearing a pale blue tracksuit
There was a wet floor There was a plastic bag flying with the wind
There were two goals There was a happy kid jumping
There was a man doing squats occasionally There was a Goth teenager lighting a cigarette
There was a leader for each training group
There were people leaving the court running There was a bright orange shirt
There were apartments around the square There was a pair of white high heels
There was one window with the lights on There were bears hanging upside down
There was a woman with a red apron handing a rifle
There was a fountain a could not see There were 3 man-taking pictures at the same time
There were women magazines on top of the piano There was a woman walking barefoot
There was woman in black playing with no excitement There were 2 yellow balloons
There were light changing colours constantly in the water There was a bride on the floor
There was a black cushioned chair There was a building site with a stop sign on the wire fence
There was a big paper bag There were 2 pigeons looking for food
There was a yellow truck with a beige top parked
22 T U RT L E L I V E P R E S S There was a man in blue shirt standing with camera bag around his neck
There were metallic balloons waiting to be sold
There were different shades of pink flowers

There were wooden poles standing on the horizon

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[Act X]