Textual Media

Another splash of random color, another set of random lexia;  yet this "Color of Television" is painted with a purpose. The art appears, initially to me, as a mess of colors, confusing to the eye and unforgiving in its change of pace. This version this mode of textual media differs in most ways from the lexia I have examined in previous assignments. More color, I see, more LIFE, more energy it seems. Perhaps the others- Michael Joyce’s Afternoon, a story, or even Italo Calvino’s If on a Winters Night a Traveler- included a form of energy. Perhaps, the type of energy I speak of includes one that excludes a death of some kind, an adulterer or the word sex. Ha, perhaps I have failed to encounter ALL of the lexia this genre of textual media has to offer.

One portion of the text did, however, catch my attention.

“And now the agitating chaos on the many screens slows and settles. A pattern begins to emerge, clearer every second. It is a color wheel: red within blue, blue within green, green within white, white within red.

Gracefully and deliberately, the wheel begins to spin.”

The meaning of this kind of interaction between reader/creator and its audience is suspended in the very meaning of the title: The Color of Television. What is the color of television? Is it one solid layer of color, or is it a spectrum of colors, layer upon layer; is it this layer definition, this color of television that includes variable pieces, pigments of color that alone may seem questionable, but some how,forming togther the very picture we view regularly? Yes. This textual piece reflects the mechanics, the science that supports the very workings of a television screen. The entire picture, the make up of the projected image is composed of tiny pieces- just as each story each color or hue to the entire meaning of the story- creates, establishes the very scene that we, as the audience, is to gather from the picture. The pigments, PIXELS of color could be representative of the arrangments of placements of each lexia, lending to the meaning or thematic element of the story.

"You Do Not Know Us, Nor Do You Know Our World. Cyberspace Does Not Lie Within Your Borders. Do Not Think That You Can Build It, As Though It Were A Public Construction Project. You Cannot. It Is An Act Of Nature And It Grows Itself Through Our Collective Actions"

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