All Saints

The following is an email sent to Will on 1 November 2014. It should be noted that, after this point, all Art's emails have originated from Farthington's account.


"Allen ginsberg 675" by Michiel Hendryckx - Own work. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons.

Hi Will!

On the Solemnity of All Saints, I wanted to contact you and make a ever-so-slight change in our communications.

From now on, I'd like to try communicating with you via Carlton Farthington's address. I think it will streamline things from the standpoint of opening up the single account that I use to blog, upload videos, etc., hopefully consolidating my electronic "identity" in the process.

Of course, I realize that this sudden move may cause some to wonder whether it really is Arthur or Art who is writing these electronic missives or Carlton Farthington.

Some may point out the malproportionisms Farthington is known for using.

Others may spot the presence of a glaring hapax legomenon not found in Art or Arthur's larger oeuvre.

Any sudden change in direction causes anxiety, controversy, and upheaval.

Maybe even you are feeling some of these things. Allow your eyes to turn inward: what do you see? Many people describe colors, usually green and purple shapes.

Not the rectangular one: that's the computer screen!

Now, open them. I hope you read ahead because otherwise your eyes are still closed! I'm screaming at the computer screen, laughing of course because you cannot hear me. Will! Will! I'm "willing" you to hear me, Will! Ha ha, whew! Whoops!

Whew!

Rest assured, everything will go back to normal and fans will continue to find the sure source of inspiration and edification they have come to expect from "The Return of Arthur White."

Gotta run, but one last thought. The Concert for Iceland "tour" will likely occur in Summer 2017, 20 years after Carlton Farthington's ill-fated pilot program ran at the University of Michigan. If not then, Summer 2022 at the 25th anniversary. If not then, Summer 2047 at the 50th anniversary. So on and so forth...75th, 100th, etc. depending on how healthy we all are.

More details to come.

Cheers,

Art

P.S. If nothing else, I'd like to hold a 24-hour film festival of all those great movies that came out in 1997: The Lost World: Jurassic Park, Event Horizon, The Apocalypse, Men in Black, Cube, Volcano, Flubber, Spice World, Free Willy 3: The Rescue, Gozilla (okay, that one was 1998!), and, of course, Cool Runnings (okay, that was 1993!), etc., etc. Gotta go!

P.S.S.What is the meaning of these so-called "gauzy green and purple scarves drawn across the backdrop of eternity"? Why is black synonymous with nothingness? Why not white? Why not drinking-water color sans background of trees or someone's circus-mirror face? Right now, my ice water has a bright yellow lemon stranded in its arctic ice. And its backdrop is the blacktop of driveway paved with asphalt, faultlines fissuring its surface from an overexcess of winters. How inadequate are these words when confronted with fathomless wonder!

P.P.P.S. Whoops on the last P.S.S.--what's that stand for?

P.P.P.P.S. Note to self: Will need letters both to Philip Glass and to the reincarnated Allen Ginsberg, whoever he is...would be about 20 years old by now.

P.P.P.P.P.S. Thinking he would not have made it into Nirvana because he was a latecomer to Buddhism and I don't think any self-respecting Buddha would be a member of NAMBLA. So he would actually be a teenager now having died in 1997.