Poetry
An Imperfect Mesostic for Jackson Mac Low
Jackson Mac Low died in December, a central figure in the international art community. He worked tirelessly inventing new forms and procedures and invited others to do likewise, invigorating our culture for his whole long life.
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Alison KnowlesAlison Knowles is one of the original members of Fluxus. She has worked continually since then as a visual artist, doing sound works for radio, performances and installations. She has authored a number of books and articles. As poet and writer, she continues to expand the spirit of Fluxus in her recent work.
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