Dear Followers, Friends, fellow Workers:

I have just begun a new blog/zine called
Chirot Zero Zine A Heap of Rubble--
Anarkeyology of hand eye ear notations
the blog is more exusively concerned than this one with presenting essays, reviews (inc. "bad reviews") , Visual Poetry, Sound Poetry, Event Scores, Manifestos, Manifotofestos, rantin' & raving, rock'roll, music all sorts--by myself and others--if you are interested in being a contributor, please feel free to contact me at
as with this blog, the arts are investigated as a part of rather than apart from the historical, economic, political actualities of yesterday, today, & tomorrow
as with al my blogs--
contributions in any language are welcome

Free Leonard Peltier

Free Leonard Peltier
The government under pretext of security and progress, liberated us from our land, resources, culture, dignity and future. They violated every treaty they ever made with us. I use the word “liberated” loosely and sarcastically, in the same vein that I view the use of the words “collateral damage” when they kill innocent men, women and children. They describe people defending their homelands as terrorists, savages and hostiles . . . My words reach out to the non-Indian: Look now before it is too late—see what is being done to others in your name and see what destruction you sanction when you say nothing. --Leonard Peltier, Annual Message January 2004 (Leonard Peltier is now serving 31st year as an internationally recognized Political Prisoner of the United States Government)

Injustice Continues: Leonard Peltier Again Denied Parole

# Injustice continues: Leonard Peltier denied parole‎ - By Mahtowin A wave of outrage swept the progressive community worldwide at the news that Native political prisoner Leonard Peltier was denied parole on Aug. ... Workers World - 2 related articles » US denies parole to American Indian activist Leonard Peltier‎ - AFP - 312 related articles » # Free Leonard Peltier 2009 PRISON WRITINGS...My Life Is My Sun Dance Leonard Peltier © 1999. # Prison Writings: My Life Is My Sun Dance - by Leonard Peltier, Harvey Arden - 2000 - Biography & Autobiography - 272 pages Edited by Harvey Arden, with an Introduction by Chief Arvol Looking Horse, and a Preface by former Attorney General Ramsey Clark. In 1977, Leonard Peltier... - # Leonard Peltier, American Indian Activist, Denied Parole And Won't ... Aug 21, 2009 ... BISMARCK, ND — American Indian activist Leonard Peltier, imprisoned since 1977 for the deaths of two FBI agents, has been denied parole ... - Cached - Similar - #

Gaza--War Crime: Collective Punishment of 1.5 Million Persons--Recognized as "The World's Largest Concentration Camp"

Number of Iraquis Killed Since USA 2003 Invasion began

Just Foreign Policy Iraqi Death Estimator

US & International Personnel losses in Iraq &Afghanistan; Costs of the 2 Wars to US

Number of U.S. Military Personnel Sacrificed (Officially acknowledged) In America's War On Iraq: 4,667

Number Of International Occupation Force Troops Slaughtered In Afghanistan : 1,453


Cost of War in Iraq


Cost of War in Afghanistan

The cost in your community

flickr: DEATH FROM THIS WINDOW/DOORS OF GUANTANAMO--Essays, Links, Video-- US use of Torture

VISUAL POETRY/MAIL ART CALL Cracking World’s Walls & Codes Concrete & Virtual

Cracking World’s Walls & Codes Concrete & Virtual

No Sieges, Tortures, Starvation & Surveillance
Deadline/Fecha Limite: SinsLimite/ongoing
Size: No limit/Sin Limite
No Limit on Number of Works sent
No Limit on Number of Times New Works Are Sent
Documentation: on my blog
David Baptiste Chirot
740 N 29 #108
Milwaukee, WI 53208

Miss Universe Visits Guantanamo: 'A Loooot Of Fun!'

Miss Universe Visits Guantanamo: 'A Loooot Of Fun!'

The current 'Miss Universe' Dayana Mendoza (formerly Miss Venezuela) and 'Miss America' Crystal Stewart visited US troops stationed in Guantanamo Bay on March 20th, the New York Times reports. Here's Mendoza's account of the visit from her pageant blog last Friday. She says the trip "was a loooot of fun!"

This week, Guantánamo!!! It was an incredible experience...All the guys from the Army were amazing with us. We visited the Detainees camps and we saw the jails, where they shower, how the recreate themselves with movies, classes of art, books. It was very interesting. We took a ride with the Marines around the land to see the division of Gitmo and Cuba while they were informed us with a little bit of history.

The water in Guantánamo Bay is soooo beautiful! It was unbelievable, we were able to enjoy it for at least an hour. We went to the glass beach, and realized the name of it comes from the little pieces of broken glass from hundred of years ago. It is pretty to see all the colors shining with the sun. That day we met a beautiful lady named Rebeca who does wonders with the glasses from the beach. She creates jewelry with it and of course I bought a necklace from her that will remind me of Guantánamo Bay :)

I didn't want to leave, it was such a relaxing place, so calm and beautiful.

Friday, September 01, 2006

"For Palestine, For Lebanon"--old magazines & new Artist's Stamps and visual poems

Even with the very few old magazines I have any more it's a heart breaking, deeply disturbing fact that among them there is always the occupation and oppression of the Palestinians and the recurring conflicts in Lebanon. Israel, Syria, Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan-- . . . these, too, locked in endless wars. And behind them all always the immense figure of the United States. Following new images from Guido Vermeulen and myself , then, old images at once seemingly part of an ancient past and at the same time not so very different from today--except that today is if anything much worse.
The two pieces of mine here I made last night by street-lamp light and half-moon light on bluffs overlooking Lake Michigan--glued the images on when I got back inside.

Thank you always to all who have sent and are sending works and who have sent letters of support for this Mail Art/Visual Poetry Call. And thank you for recommendations of places to send notice of it around the world.

Mail Art/Visual Poetry Call
"For Palestine, For Lebanon"
Max. Size (Postal): A4
Deadline/Fecha Limite: Ongoing/Sins Limites
Documentation: all works received displayed on
Postal: David-Baptiste Chirot 740 N 29th #108 Milwaukee, WI 53208 USA

Guido Vermeulen

david-baptiste chirot

Milwaukee Journal, Friday, 1 september 2006

Soldier of Fortune magazine February 1986 Israeli upgraded American Sherman Tank
"sold to Christian Lebanese forces for top-dollar prices"

Soldier of Fortune September 1986 "Old Foes, New Tactics Rebels Rout Kremlin's
Afghan Army"

Time Magazine May 27, 1974 (Same issue has "Fiery End for Six of Patty's Captors"; SLA)

Middle East/Cover Story "People of the 'New Diaspora'"

LIFE Magazine 30 June 1967 "Speeches and a Summit"

Time Magazine May 27, 1974 Middle East/ Cover Story "Bullets, Bombs and
a Sign of Hope"

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Haptic Visual Poems of Twilight Lowlight and Next to No Light

Haptic Visual Poems of Twilight Lowlight and Next to No light

From making rubBeings under all sorts of conditions I have been developing seeing with my hands and touching with my eyes. These are very good skills to have when working into the night now that it is getting dark out earlier and earlier each evening. In the pieces here I just ran my hands and fingers over the surfaces of trash cans, plaques, telephone poles and a clay impression, "seeing" them in the dark and rubBEing them on the spray painted or xerox-copied images I had brought with me to work on. A few pieces were done in alleys where there was a bit more light from the occaisional dirty dim orange-yellow glow of a street lamp. Some are from a sliced outer section of a huge truck tire I found and have hidden in some bushes in another alley. Those were made in almost total darkness.
I like a lot working in this way--not just that one is learning to see by hand--but that one is also learning to touch by seeing--so that walking along the eye instead of finding a relatively limited and stable world of flattened or rounded forms is suddenly embarked in a wildy shifting universe of textures in a myriad scales--from tiny pockmarks to a sense of immense concavities--from gritty gravel feels to softness of skin and lips to jagged cold edges of metallic shards--eye moves among thousands of sensations, feeling them , caressing them, as if by hand--shaping them--while the hands in touching things are seeing them--rubBEing them with the lumber crayon a means of notation of both the seeing and the touching simultaneously--and via notation also evoking the sense of music and voices one hears with these exchanges among the senses . . . these pieces are for most part ones guided by the grid; as I wrote yesterday this is a way for me to work against the grain of my own impulses and habits and enjoy the tension between trying to "toe the line" so to speak and my natural character to be "out of line"--so the pieces once I finally see them by light of day or inside a brightly lit place--seem to me to be a dialogue of the "clean" and "dirty" . . . a dialogue literally "in the dark" . . . developed in the "dark room" of the outdoors of alleys and parks--and seen later on "by light of day"--to be seen/read/heard in a new way--from night before--
(btw--the spray painted backgrounds all done in the near darkness also--)


Wednesday, August 30, 2006

"For Palestine, For Lebanon:--The Dead See Scrawls

Thank you to all who continue to send works and also to everyone who has been sending letters of support and thanks and recommendations for people and institutions to contact. Everyday destruction and killing continue in Palestine. No one even knows what will be the long term effects of cluster bombs, and especially the effects of the as yet unknown bio-chemical weapons used by the Israelis in Lebanon. The deliberate bombing of the oil reserves and the prevention of any clean up of spills is causing the destruction of the entire Lebanese coastline. That is why there is no time limit on this call. Feel free to send as many pieces as you want to it, and as often as you feel moved to.

Mail Art/Visual Poetry Call

"For Palestine, For Lebanon"
Human Rights-Peace-Liberty

Max Size: (Postal) A4
Deadline/Fecha Limite: Ongoing/Sins Limites
Documentation: all works exhibited on reception at
Postal: David-Baptiste Chirot 740 N 29 #108 Milwaukee, WI 53208 USA

William James Austin

Franco Piri Focardi

"The Dead See Scrawls" Cover page for an ongoing series by d-b chirot
This page is especially dedicated with thanks to Bill Austin.
I dream a lot of painting walls, or of walls on which visual poems are spontaneously taking place and are in movement. One of the great inspirations to me as an artist is Gulley Jimson, the fictional painter in Joyce Cary's novel THE HORSE'S MOUTH. Gulley loves to paint walls. I used to be a housepainter and painted many many walls, though not with words and forms until much later.
These pieces are inspired by a dream I had the night before last, in which I dreamed of "War Torn Walls" in Palestine and Lebanon. I made these paintings in the dark in Lake Front Park in Milwaukee using grass, dirt, clay impression spray painting, rubBeings and even some gravel on one piece.
They are dedicated with thanks to Philip Metres for his words of encouragement.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Further Anarkeyological Evidences--for Gianni Simone

My entry for 23 July this summer was called "Anarkeyological Evidences" and it received many very positive responses. A lot of the images were like most of the ones here, clay impression paintings of plaques with the word "French" in them, marking the ciy of Milwaukee's first white French-Canadian settlers' meetings with the Indians living in the region. The city's first Mayor, Juneau, was a Quebecois, but quickly the French influence was lost in the tides of immigrants from New England and Europe. On my mother's side, my family is Quebecois and Ojibway Indian, they never lived in Milwaukee, but I feel a connection with my heritage via these plaques and the French and Indian place and street names around the city. I plan through time to do various series working with various types of plaques--one of which I have just started on and have examples of here below.
First, though , I'd like to share part of a letter from Gianni Simone, the Editor of KAIRAN, the great Mail Art journal and also CALL AND RESPONSE, whose latest issue's theme is "at home/not at home". Gianni's letter came with my contributor's copy of this issue, and in it he writes:

In your piece, you wrote that plaques like the ones you see in Milwaukee are much more valuable than they look. Your words made me pause and re-think my attitude towards them. Here in Tokyo you can finds tons of plaques and memorials, because earthquakes and the air bombings during WWII have destroyed nearly everything. Coming from Europe i.e. a place where many things remain, I've always thought little of these plaques. Thank you for offering a different perspective on the subject!

This year in Lakefront Park, which runs along the bluffs overlooking Lake Michigan, a few new benches have been installed, their legs solidly embedded in fresh concrete rectangles. The benches are of clean, shiny varnished wood with pristine unscathed black metal frames and arms. They have small plaques placed in the center of their backs, with the donors' names under pleasant Nature quotes. The first pieces I've been working on are from a plaque with a Thoreau quote to the effect that even in winter he has an appointment to keep with a beech tree. In fact, I first noticed this plaque during a winter snowstorm, looking very serene in its place on the bench, waiting for Thoreau with the snow falling steadily all around it.
As you can see, with the Thoreau pieces I have been trying out different things with the backgrounds, using tiles found in a dumpster as well as throwing grass on top of the tiles and spray painting them and rubbing the paper over them. It may not not seem like that big of a departure, but to work with a grid for me is a huge event as I almost never use anything approaching a staight line or a ninety degree angle. Grids are usually anathema to me, I prefer things which are asymmetrical and have at least some elements of curves and the circular in them. Sometimes it's a good thing to work against the grain of one's own habits and prejudices, to shake the eyes and hands up & open and start to see things in a different way. I've been enjoying working with the grid and being challenged by it. Since I don't drive, in my daily life I'm very rarely being coerced by grids and straight lines, right angles and traffic lights, etc. I'm used to cutting through alleys, taking short cuts, jay walking, zigzagging and improvising rather than following a set course. Working this way makes me more aware of the constraints of city spaces and various forms of mental, spiritual and perceptual spaces--and then I REALLY think of Thoreau: "In wildness is the preservation of the world"!