Thanks to Bill Thompson for documenting the launch of SONGS. A historic moment certainly, thrilling viewing maybe not. Tim Wright and Tim Heath joined us later.
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry ‘weep, weep, weep, weep,’ So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.
There’s little Tom Dacre who cried when his head, That curl’d like a lamb’s back, was shav’d: so I said, ‘Hush, Tom, never mind it, for when your head’s bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.’
And so he was quiet, & that very night, As Tom was a sleeping, he had such a sight, That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned & Jack, Were all of them lock’d up in coffins of black.
And by came an Angel who had a bright key, And he open’d the coffins & set them all free; Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing, they run, And wash in a river, and shine in the Sun.
Then naked & white, all their bags left behind, They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind; And the Angel told Tom, if he’d be a good boy, He’d have God for his father & never want joy.
And so Tom awoke, and we rose in the dark, And got with our bags & our brushes to work. Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm; So if all do their duty they need not fear harm.
The Chimney Sweeper
A little black thing among the snow, Crying ‘weep, weep,’ in notes of woe! ‘Where are thy father & mother, say?’ ‘They are both gone up to the church to pray.
‘Because I was happy upon the heath, And smil’d among the winter’s snow, They clothed me in the clothes of death, And taught me to sing the notes of woe.
‘And because I am happy, & dance & sing, They think they have done me no injury, And are gone to praise God & His Priest & King, Who make up a heaven of our misery.’
Holy Thursday
Is this a holy thing to see In a rich and fruitful land, Babes reduc’d to misery, Fed with cold and usurous hand?
Is that trembling cry a song? Can it be a song of joy? And so many children poor? It is a land of poverty!
And their sun does never shine, And their fields are bleak & bare, And their ways are fill’d with thorns: It is eternal winter there.
For where’er the sun does shine, And where’er the rain does fall, Babe can never hunger there, Nor poverty the mind appall.
London
I wander thro’ each charter’d street Near where the charter’d Thames does flow, A mark in every face I meet, Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every Man, In every Infant’s cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg’d manacles I hear.
How the Chimney-sweeper’s cry Every black’ning Church appalls, And the hapless Soldier’s sigh Runs in blood down Palace walls.
But most thro’ midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlot’s curse Blasts the new born Infant’s tear, And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse.
Yesterday we wandered thro' the charter'd streets of Central London talking to people about work and Blake and poetry, then met at the Poetry Cafe for fascinating conversation, favourite Blake and the first site of Bill Thompson's Blake-in-a-Box. More of all this soon with film. For now some photos:
Bill shows the Blake netbook to writer Lisa Gee, actor Toby Jones and professor Sue Thomas.
Digital writer Tim Wright and Tim Heath, chair of the Blake Society.
Sasha Hoare and Lisa Gee filming
Toni LeBusque talks to Sasha. And here's the drawing Toni created while we spoke
Shirley Dent of the Institute of Ideas and co-author of RADICALBLAKE has kindly agreed to be an advisor on if:book's Songs of Imagination & Digitisation project and sends news of this very relevant event:
POETRY AND RADICALISM: MOUTHING OFF OR MAKING A DIFFERENCE? with Penned in the Margins
7 October, 7pm-9pm at Vibe Live
A new generation of poets seems to be reclaiming poetry as a political, not simply cultural, ‘way of happening’. And often it is explicitly associated with calls for political change, from Poets Against War to last year’s Love Poetry Hate Racism events. Is poetry reclaiming its radical roots? Or is this just self-flattery, with too many modern bards mouthing platitudes? Are we neglecting the genuine potential of great poetry to subvert and unsettle the way we see the world, even if as Auden said, it ‘makes nothing happen’?
These questions about poetry and politics today will be tackled by a panel of poets, critics and political journalists, as well as the famously lively Vibe Live Battle Satellite audiencehttp://www.newstatesman.com/society/2008/08/folk-music-british-today. Whether poetry lovers or political animals (or both!) we encourage you to come along and join in the debate and banter with the panel, who include:
Brendan O'Neill editor, spiked; weekly blogger Comment is Free; regular writer for New Statesman, Christian Science Monitor and BBC News website
Todd Swift
international poetry activist, anthologist, editor, and poet; editor of the best-selling British poetry CD, Life Lines: poets for Oxfam.
Imogen Robertson
novelist, poet and reviewer; author, Instruments of Darkness (forthcoming).
Chris McCabe
poet and joint librarian, The Poetry Library; author, Zeppelins
Paul Dunn
assistant editor, Opinion, The Times; regular contributor, Times Books
Dr Gary Day
fellow, Royal Society of Arts; Secretary, British Society of Eighteenth Century Studies; author, Eighteenth Century Literature and Culture
David Bowden
poet and playwright, MA Creative Writing student
With chair:
Dr Shirley Dent
communications director, Institute of Ideas; producer Battle Satellites programme, 2008; development editor, Culture Wars; columnist at Guardian Unlimited Arts; co-author Radical Blake
I think these poetry animations are very disconcerting and rather creepy; they don't convince me I'm seeing the living Blake. Watch this space for our own films to follow.
Sasha and I lunched last week with the wonderful Michael Rosen, Children's Laureate and poetry friendly person.
As well as being a bear hunter, he's also a Blake fan and has kindly agreed to come up with some ideas for how teachers can turn pupils of all ages onto William and the themes we're out to explore.
And then I went to see an excellent event at The Sassoon Gallery in Peckham Rye, where WB saw angels in the trees as a child. What a perfect venue for a finale party - so, maybe a workshop by day on Innocence, a party at night with the theme of Experience? Hmm... plans are forming and we intend to log them all here.
On National Poetry Day 2008 if:book, the new charity exploring the future of the book in the digital age, is launching an exciting experiment in reading and writing, supported by Arts Council England. Over the next six months I will be working with artist and web designer Toni Lebusque, project manager and film maker Sasha Hoare and a team of inspired people to create an illuminated book online, containing the poetry of William Blake, new writing, art and song inspired by Blake’s work, and the voices of many readers as they debate some of Blake’s key concerns and their relevance in the digital age.
Why Blake? Well, just imagine what William Blake’s blog would look like. Think what this radical, visionary maker and publisher of multimedia books would have made of the web.
I came across Songs of Innocence & Experience as a teenager, before teachers could convince me he was difficult. My great grandfather was a Blake scholar, and I found reproductions of the illuminated books on my grandmother’s shelves; they soon inspired me to churn out epic poems of mythical worlds, to write them out neat in an exercise book and embellish them with crayons and felt tip pens. ‘This is a world of Imagination & Vision’ he wrote, which I took to mean, ‘Go for it!’
Blake has been an inspiration to generations of real artists too, from Allen Ginsbrg to Jah Wobble, a source of Imagination and Vision to all kinds of readers, yet he’s also been colonized by the academics, judged obscure on one hand, nuts on the other.
Blake railed against the treatment of Chimney Sweepers and working Londoners locked in the mind forg’d manacles of man; he conjured up vivid images of nature enhanced by symbolism and transformed by imagination; he celebrated the importance of freedom in play for children. How would he react to London now, to the digital printshop, the sweatshop and call centre, the lack of spaces for kids to roam except online? What would Blake build in Second Life’s green and pleasant land? And what digital tools might he use to make what kind of books?
Bob Stein, founder of the New York based Institute for the Future of the Book, is one of those who has talked of a new kind of curatorial role involved in the publishing of tomorrow; in his Unified Theory of Publishing he writes:
“far from becoming obsolete, publishers and editors in the networked era have a crucial role to play. The editor of the future is increasingly a producer, a role that includes signing up projects and overseeing all elements of production and distribution, and that of course includes building and nurturing communities of various demographics, size, and shape. Successful publishers will build brands around curatorial and community building know-how AND be really good at designing and developing the robust technical infrastructures that underlie a complex range of user experiences.”
I agree completely, but I’m not convinced that traditional publishing companies are best placed to take on this role. I’ve spent many years working with literature organisations like the Poetry Society and Booktrust, alongside professional workers with reader development projects in libraries and the community; our trade is the creation and execution of projects which bring writers and readers together, commissioning new work for specific settings. A good arts festival sparks conversations around the themes it explores and the events it makes happen. The Poetry Places scheme we ran at the Poetry Society in the 1990s involved residencies, workshops, performances in all kinds of venues, and the creation of poems to be engraved into a public space, proclaimed at an event, used as signage in parks, zoos and estates…
People usually classified as ‘arts administrators’ are orchestrating interactions that are much more akin to Bob’s concept of the curator of the networked book than publishers who seem to find it hard to see much beyond a downloadable replica of their traditional product.
Songs of Imagination & Digitisation will involve working with a range of those people, commissioning new writing and art, providing incentives for new voices to submit work and for readers to give us their ideas. We will mingle film, text and image, reader response and author interviews – and once we’ve gathered enough ingredients on our blog we hope to transmute them into something that feels like a proper, substantial, networked book.
So many web projects go encyclopaedic and neverending. The book of the future will be linked to a community, open to revision and extension, but also bounded in a meaningful way, a satisfying artistic entity, porous but not pointless.
if:book kicks off this project on National Poetry Day. We’ve invited if:book friends and associates including filmmaker Sasha Hoare, digi-radical-pundit Bill Thompson, writer Lisa Gee to the Poetry Café where actor Toby Jones (soon to be seen in Oliver Stone’s Bush biopic playing Karl Rove), will read Blake’s poems, Toni will show her Call Centre Diaries, and we’ll discuss WORK. (It's an invite only event, but let me know if you're interested).
In the morning some of us will wander round Covent Garden and Soho, where Blake was born, and talk to people about their working lives. We’ll film them reading lines from Blake, then go and drink tea while Toby reads us poems and we respond to them in doodles, written words and conversation.
And that day we will release into the wild a laptop loaded up with Blake’s work. For the next five months it will be passed from person to person, each one recording their responses, and emailing them to the Songsofimaginationanddigitisation.net blog
Over the next six month’s we’ll take a psychogeographical walk to Blake’s house in South Molton Street to discuss the city, gather at the Museum of Gardening near Hercules Buildings in Lambeth where Mr & Mrs Blake naked played Adam and Eve – allegedly. We’ll go to the Sassoon Gallery near Peckham Rye where young William saw angels in the branches of trees, and discuss the innocence and experiences of childhood then and now. We will be commissioning some writers, artists and musicians, offering eReaders and iTouches to others who contribute. We hope to build an international community of readers around our blog of the project’s progress, www.songsofimaginationanddigitisation.com, including students at all levels who have Blake as a set text. We want the Songs to be a springboard into all kinds of reading.
So – Tell us what you think of this Idea; Bookmark, RSS and Del.icio.us us; Send us your Blake related Poems, Stories, Photographs and Drawings; Together Let Us Sing Songs of Imagination & Digitisation!
