Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Expressway to Yr Skull





















The workshop is on the horizon. Be sure to tune into how the underground detunes the normal @UndergroundEco. The underground is an expressway to yr skull. And watch out for how the underground activates anamorphosis at #UEco as it shifts our sight lines to the strange.
 
     
       



Why Underground?

An excerpt from Friday's introduction:

Underground ecocriticism rejects any philosophy or model of ecology that disavows risk, failure, and living within the tenuous and sometimes bad feelings that circulate around us. Biodiversity involves both resilience and fragility, exposure and exchange, building upon others and allowing oneself to be built upon. Instead of assuming that being sunny and being ecological are the same thing, we can consider here together how things that are awkward, broken, dark, precarious, and gawky work as untimely agents. These ungainly agents are not accidental to daily life but are built into the fabric of reality.  We reject ecologies that promise ahead of time outcomes that will be risk-free visions of the good, the regenerative, the healthy, consilience. The terms of ecology – just like the terms of ontology – are not predicated in advance. They are open-ended and vulnerable, capable of being developed and destroyed.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012




"Education is not knowledge. Nor is it the necessary means to acquire knowledge. [...] One may acquire an education, as if it was a thing, but one becomes knowledgeable through a process of transformation. Knowledge, as such, is only every partially captured by education. Knowledge as a practice always eludes and exceeds it" (McKenzie Wark). 

The underground knows; know the underground. 

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

A provocative passage from Countee Cullen's "The Shroud of Color":

Across earth's warm, palpitating crust
I flung my body in embrace; I thrust
My mouth into the grass and sucked the dew,
Then gave it back in tears my anguish drew;
So hard I pressed against the ground, I felt
The smallest sandgrain like a knife, and smelt
The next year's flowering; all this to speed
My body's dissolution, fain to feed
The worms. And so I groaned, and spent my strength
Until, all passion spent, I lay full length
And quivered like a flayed and bleeding thing.


















The underground is unending. We want to help collect the collective - contact us if you are interested in anything and everything underground. | underground.ecocriticism@gmail.com |
We are working away at the workshop. Homestretch. Are you ready for the preposterously underground?


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Friday, October 19, 2012

Hello!

Take a look around campus for our posters! We're two weeks away now from the workshop. With all the hustle and bustle, we are trying to keep cool, calm, and collected.

Currently, we are working away on our programme pamphlet,  so we'll post a sneak peak over the weekend.

Soon,

The Underground

Monday, October 15, 2012

Welcome! 

We are excited about our fast approaching workshop - only 24,480 minutes and counting. Please take the time to peruse the blog and keep an eye out for our posters around campus.  


  
                     


Wednesday, October 03, 2012


Hello!

A big thank you to SSHRC for supporting this event!

We here at The Underground would like to take this opportunity to sincerely voice our gratitude to SSHRC and everybody else who has contributed.

Thank You!




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