music for "Salitude Salitudine Saltitude Salidad"
video installation by Elisa Zurlo

"Arte video tv 2000"
International video art festival
Salara, via Don Minzoni, 18 Bologna
from June 16 to July 9, 2000

insalitudo

made for the naviar haiku challenge #577 https://www.naviarrecords.com/naviarhaiku577-curve-of-time/

Roland JX-3P, Nakama, Valhalla Supermassive.

fractured thoughts (naviarhaiku577)

Recorded, mixed & mastered on 25 Jan 2025 by Jim Lemanowicz at Blissville Electro-Magnetic Laboratories of Massapequa. 

©2025 Jim Lemanowicz

I read the haiku and imagined the smell of a rose and all the interesting places our memories can go to.  All sounds are native devices in Ableton Live, using my own presets/racks, all being played by multiple instances of a sequencer I put together in Max For Live with the help of Claude.ai. 

This original version of "No Drip" was submitted as part of Naviar Haiku 577, Curve Of Time.

Curve of time -
a thought takes flight,
scent of a rose.

by: El Wud

Vincenzo, aka El Wud, is an electronic musician from Naples, Italy.

A regular participant in our haiku music challenge, El Wud uses sound overlaps, causal collisions and cosmic echoes to create evocative soundscapes.

Artwork/Photography - Jim Lemanowicz, Massapequa, NY, USA - 05 Sep 2017

For more about the Naviar Haiku Challenge, see https://www.naviarrecords.com/haiku-music-challenge/

No Drip  (naviarhaiku577)

More on the 682nd weekly Disquiet Junto project, Unring a Bell — The Assignment: What if you could? — at https://disquiet.com/0682/

SONG 67 - DisquietJunto0682 - Unring a Bell

NaviarHaïku 577

inspiré par le haiku de El Wud

Curve of time -
a thought takes flight,
scent of a rose.

Curve of time (naviarhaiku577)

Some months ago I was heading to the doctor’s when I heard a voice say “notice the tattoo,” or “ look at the tattoo,” something along those lines, which left me pretty baffled, unsure what this meant or why it suddenly popped into my head. But I made sure I would pay attention to any tattoos I saw at the doctor’s office. When I got there a young nurse admitted me and checked my vitals. She was pretty and had a calming grace about her. When she went to take my blood pressure, I saw on the inside of her wrist was a single tattoo: a red rose. Throughout the day I contemplated what this symbol was meant to mean and why I was supposed to see it but couldn’t really make any connection to it. 
Around this time I had started learning more about the saints. I was reading a book of poetry by St. Thérèse of Lisieux “the Little Flower” that I really loved. In it are the most tender of love poems dedicated to Jesus, other saints and her fellow sisters at her convent. 
But it wasn’t until a couple of days ago I found the novena prayer to St. Thérèse and was shocked and tickled to discover it is apparently common knowledge that she’ll send a rose to those who ask for her prayers. 
Now I can’t remember if I had, at that time, asked, but maybe she went ahead and sent the rose knowing I would catch up down the line. Either way, this beautiful haiku by El Wud evoked in me this memory and the desire to repay her kind gift.

So dear St. Thérèse of Lisieux, this one’s dedicated to you:


Curve of time—
a thought takes flight,
scent of a rose.

by El Wud
Naviar Haiku challenge #577

A Rose from St. Thérèse [naviarhaiku 577]

SONG 68 - DisquietJunto0683 - Space Shot

29Mar25
My naviarhaiku586 track
https://naviarlab.tumblr.com/post/779084554596139009/naviarhaiku586-fog-dissolves-to-rain
:D

fog dissolves to rain [naviarhaiku586]

After such a long time in space — cut off, isolated — time no longer ticks. It melts and warps.

In the darkness, he floats. He thinks. He forgets.

Systems idle. Signals shift and fade. Memory flickers.

What becomes of your mind in the dark corners of space, when you’re confronted with this kind of loneliness?

Curve of time (naviarhaiku577)

Olivier Noack