Imitation and Creation Wednesday Workshop
Martes y trece, mal día / Tuesday the 13th, bad day.
Imitation:
In our age of instant and spontaneous creativity, imitation is almost always bad. And yet, as John pointed out to me on Tuesday evening at our weekly meeting, imitation is the best form of flattery. We flatter other writers when we borrow from them and imitate their styles. I don’t mean wholesale plundering and plagiarism, but a nod here and there surely does no harm.
We also discussed the idea of imitatio / imitation, in ancient and medieval (and later) rhetorical texts.
Imitatio: the ideal of the good man, of the blessed spot, of the Golden Age — in rhetoric not all imitation is bad. Moreover, imitation can be doubly good when the “remake” is more original than, and betters, the original production.
Orality
From imitation we moved to orality: how much do we see and hear and overhear and then repeat? And, by extension, how accurately do we repeat what we hear?
If we go back to Roman times, the marching songs of the Imperium spread throughout the Roman Empire (Holy or not), and catchy songs, tunes, and words they were with thousands marching to them and singing them in taverns and on the road.
Think the Re-conquest of Spain (la Reconquista) and the romances noticieros, the news ballads, songs that circulated orally and were transmitted throughout the Iberian Peninsula. It is hard to imagine a society with little writing, no newspapers, no radio, no television, and everything transmitted by foot, horseback, and word of mouth. Yet that describes the situation in Spain in the 14th and 15th centuries. News was sung, and imitated, and circulated by song and word of mouth.
Ramón Menéndez Pidal coined the phrase el poeta pueblo / the poet as people, a concept that suggested an anonymous series of authors and contributors, many nameless, speaking and revising, remembering and re-polishing, verses and songs. This leads to a true oral authenticity of authorship where everyone joins in to create and re-create and we end up with a literary process of natural selection (oh yes, we discussed Darwin, and Wilberforce, and Huxley, and Mendel, and Marx, and many other things and people as well, we don’t do things by halves on Tuesday nights).
Think now of the literate, those who had letters and could write and read, and the illiterate, those who could neither read nor print their names. For us, the illiterate come down to us as crosses or ticks or thumbprints in history or as a stonemason’s mark on a cathedral, perhaps. But nevertheless, the illiterate heard, they memorized, they repeated, and they spoke. And no, in spite of all our assumptions, they were NOT stupid.
Think Napoleonic Wars and the songs that were sung on board ship in the various navies and don’t forget the marching armies. Many of these songs, words changed, are still with us. The words change, the tunes change, the rhythms change, but so many, oh so many, are recognizable when we go to their roots and examine them.
Orality and Literacy
Now think of a society in which some people can read and some can’t. Cervantes presents us with a world in which the literate and the illiterate mingle in a changing society. He shows us how they interact in his novel Don Quixote. The closest we can come today is to a world in which some are computer literate and some aren’t; some can text and some can’t; some are totally at home in social media, and some aren’t. Often this is a case of education and money. It can also be a question of privilege. But wealth and circumstance enter into the equation as well.
Now think of how this world of ours is expanding exponentially with its many forms of instant media and also how it is contracting exponentially as it becomes, in the words of the Spanish, a pocket handkerchief / el mundo es un pañuelo.
Originality
Into this mixture we must now throw originality: how creative are we? How original are we? What does it mean to be original, to be creative? I was always horrified when I heard students and professors repeating the “best” adverts they had heard on television the night before. Alas, I can still sing many of the early ads I heard on black and white television in the fifties. How much room is there in the human brain? How original is the mind that regurgitates the tv ads of so long ago and how, just how, do we incorporate them into our own version of creativity? Is creativity then warped tradition and reconditioned memory? Then think jokes, re-cycled jokes, with an ever -changing victim subjected to a never changing punchline: I don’t want to go there.
Let us think Atlantic Canada: how do we deal with Milton Acorn’s Jackpine Sonnets? Are they failed sonnets with fewer lines and falsified rhymes and rhythms? Or are they true poetic creations that reflect the True North Strong and Free that is the Jack Pine growing frivolous and free in Atlantic Canada? I will never forget my first encounter with Milton Acorn. He borrowed my photocopier code and photocopied himself, literally, on the department photocopier, limb by limb. Now is that original or not? I still remember him carrying his photocopied features across campus …
Imitation and Creation, from my computer, our Wednesday Workshop, a day late … so Euro-Centric, for that is my background, and I do apologize. For I am well aware of the influence of the tales that spread from China and India and the Arabian Peninsula into Greece and then Rome and then places further west. A small world ours, a veritable handkerchief, a literary handkerchief with repercussions across time and space, repercussions that have breadth and depth and that may come to us in so many different ways.
Imitation? Originality? Creativity? Talk to us about them, next Tuesday, at our regular weekly meeting.
Very thought provoking post, as usual, Roger. And it is always an eye-opening experience to read the comments.
For example, jsuther2013: what an interesting bit of history!
Mama always said, “Ya’ learn something new every day”, which is why I keep coming back😁
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Good morning, Pearl. So glad to see you back online. I missed you for a few days there. Glad you like the posts. The comments are often excellent and help me refocus on what I need to do. Cold up here now, 10C, but still bright and sunny. Happy readings!
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Good afternoon to you, Roger! I had a few glitches with my computer/cell phone hot-spot connection; even the cell itself didn’t want to do its ‘mini-computer’ job!
I used to only read posts and ignore comments, until it dawned on me that those comments expanded the whole post to include some pretty interesting and edifying content!
Hey, Roger…guess what I got today?!!! 😀 😀 😀
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You got a new battery for your cell phone … well, something that got you all charged up anyway. So pleased for you. And Clare says I can’t keep a secret … well, I can’t from her. She knows me too well and reads my mind.
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…but, sadly, it wasn’t the battery 😦 Oh well, at least I have a spare!!
(ahhh, the joys of having a true ‘other half of you’…i’d wager she can finish all of your sentences AND thoughts, as well?!!! God bless her female heart 😀 )
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(wish it was cooler here…90° by 11a.m. here, with lows of nearly 80° at night 😦 yukkkk. it’s autumn, for crying out loud 😡 )
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We got up to 16C today, so it wasn’t too bad. A lovely day, wonderful sunshine and the trees just beginning to change color. We went for a walk round the Beaver Pond at Mactaquac: lovely.
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HAD to Google images for this…what stark beauty! I imagine the surrounding woods are beautiful, also. You and Clare are so fortunate to live in such a wonderful area. Colour me envious as heck!!
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The trees are just beginning to change. There are some browns and yellows and then an occasional red that stands out in all its glory. Within two weeks it will be glorious. I’ll post some pictures at some stage.
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That would be lovely – I’ll take all the daydreams I can get until I have the wherewithal to see for myself!
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I know there is nothing ‘new’ but I was recently amazed when I searched for poetry written about covered bridges. There were very few … I think there are still gaps to be filled and ideas to be explored.
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I think your adventures into New Brunswick memorabilia, flora, fauna, and artifacts, are wonderful. It is not only a very valuable personal vein for exploration, but an immensely important provincial resource that will stand future NBers in good stead for a long time to come. I am an ardent supporter of your current (and future) endeavors.
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Thanks Roger.
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I wish I had the money to finance your adventures, Jane. The letter of recommendation for funding will be written the day you ask for it.
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Roger – what a kind offer! I will keep this in mind. In early days when I applied for Creation grants with artsnb I annoyed many for support letters. With the publication of my book, I slipped into Category B where letters are not requested. However who knows where my adventures will take me!?
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All over New Brunswick, I hope, wherever there are covered bridges and hops and birds and flowers. Whatever I can do to help, I will. Mind you: not everybody in New Brunswick listens to me!
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I do!
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In art collage is a genuine and respected technique, in music sampling is widespread. I know that brings in questions of re-packaging and recuperation but why should the written word by spared. I myself consciously and unconsciously borrow from other sources, hopefully I make something new, as the context is completely different. Also given the nature of language is it really possible to avoid using a phrase that has been coined before? Excellent post.
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Great addition to the post: thank you. Add in the poetic gloss and the parallel with collage is firmly established. Also, as you and I are well aware, the links between music and painting and art in general are always there.
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Yes I believe so anyway. Excellent post Roger.
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I should also add the poems that are written as songs and the poems that are turned into songs. A wonderful example is the poetry of Antonio Machado turned into contemporary music by Serrat. Marvelous. Also his versions of Miguel Hernandez.
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An excellent post, Roger. It afforded me much food for thought. Cheers, Chuck
On Thu, Sep 15, 2016 at 9:01 PM, rogermoorepoetdotcom wrote:
> rogermoorepoet posted: ” Imitation and Creation Wednesday Workshop Martes > y trece, mal día / Tuesday the 13th, bad day. Imitation: In our age of > instant and spontaneous creativity, imitation is almost always bad. And > yet, as John pointed out to me on Tuesday evening at our” >
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Thanks Chuck … god to see you on board here and we missed you on Tuesday night. I hope your own session went well. Best wishes.
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For ‘god’ read ‘good’ … I am making too many typos nowadays. I must start double-checking. If spell check doesn’t catch it, I don’t give it a second thought … I must start second-thinking and double-guessing myself.
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I think dt imitation inspires for new creation if we imitate any thing properly.as in ancient era,all europian countries had imitated of D Great Roman Empire.thanks for giving more knowledge about of Roman Empire.
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You are right: when we look and see and then replace the original with our own vision, we often come up with a new aspect, a new angle, or something so personal that it becomes a new living entity in itself. Also literature talks to literature and feeds off the conversation, thus creating new literature. It can be a wonderfully creative cycle. Thank you for being here with me.
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Most welcome respected sir.
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After reading ur post”Imitation…..”l have post d ancient music n song.plz read n reply.
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Thank you so much for doing this. I have commented on your blog site. You have shown us an excellent way in which the old and the new can come together in an act of great creativity (acts, actually, for there are several videos). They can be seen at https://roseyevening.wordpress.com/
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Yeah.sir.u r most welcome.
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The literary man, one who could read and write was so valued in early society that he was identified with a brand at the base of the thumb; the ‘mark of the cleric’. A man so branded could not be executed even for a capital offence without permission of the highest authority, if at all. I think Ben Jonson, was one such cleric.
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