Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Blackout


Thanks for trying the Sharpie blackout technique (scientific terminology there) in class. Please share at least one of your blackout text pieces as a COMMENT on this post. You could type the text you left on the page as a sentence or poem or story.  You could also take a picture with your phone and post your work that way on your own blog, but that is optional.



I'm thinking you could do this same technique with any printed material containing a good chunk of text to work with. I also think you could be inspired to write all sorts of other pieces by using your blacked out piece as a starting point.

You could visit Austin Kleon's website to see what others have come up with and even post your own work there if you're up for it. 




Another interesting Sharpie-related item you can check out here...

23 comments:

  1. Silver glass shattered in a long hallway lined with memory, where darkness and terror perched in the solemn halls.

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  2. dread the day but first await the day and the shadows

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  3. One of the pieces I made with the blackout pages was:
    "Don't you want to go somewhere? There's lots of places to see! If you do't want to come with me, that's fine, just point me in the right direction."

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  4. He
    still
    tried
    to
    stay quiet

    Let all his breath out.

    Wait
    like
    some peculiar
    Forever

    She'd flown away without him

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  5. Casually follow peace, a garden where the horses lay, white breeze and dried rose petals.

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  6. Casually follow peace, a garden where the horses lay, white breeze and dried rose petals.

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  7. He
    still
    tried
    to
    stay quiet

    Let all his breath out.

    Wait
    like
    some peculiar
    Forever

    She'd flown away without him

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  8. Papers, guessing, frustrated.
    Nothing here but more questions.
    Shifty for a moment, here and there, the library now far ahead.
    The last newspapers are dated about sixty years after out time.
    So annoying every third day or so.
    But you have to be careful.
    They won't come out.
    The ones who refused to leave.

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  9. She saw what was inside.
    In his eyes there was
    nothing
    He's dying.
    We need to get him out of here.

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  10. "Got you!"
    he said
    come hither
    the sky danced casting the spell

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  11. "Got you!"
    he said
    come hither
    the sky danced casting the spell

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  12. " He
    kept watch
    of
    the
    stone walls
    and
    started to laugh "

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  13. " Lana
    I just
    lost sight of
    what happened
    I told
    you
    the truth "

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  14. They are a nuisance. Strangely interested to represent. None is for the good of all. In a feeble effort, no surprises, no mistakes, be fair. THEN eliminate.

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  15. Deep dreamless sleep.
    Already gone.
    Shrieks.
    She has an idea.
    Be quiet
    for the rest of the night.

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  16. Dance the spiral high
    Smile below the sun
    to mist of a glistening sky
    Golden weight begged to speak with our hearts
    Running to heaven
    from chains attached to smog

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  17. Dusk feels sunlight change colors
    Wonder why the wistful blank pages wish
    In directions she can't touch

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  18. the devil
    broken and mourning.
    chased around
    searching for a friendly face.
    he
    is
    lost.

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  19. Awakening from night. The sun peaceful morning light. Shinning on. World cleansed. Violence forced away. Nothing bad. All night wasted. Worry about the last person. On earth. lie. It couldn't have been real.Rest his body. Tranquil surroundings.

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  20. Today,He stood up, fists clenched, he looked over and wanted to run, to find and rip her throat out, violently. He didn't know where that impulse had came from. maybe his head ruined something bigger than the world

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  21. Tigre lunged forward, straight out his thought sounding a sigh toward central park.

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  22. Untied
    Woven
    Blue
    White
    Reviving mouth chanted amongst disciples
    Wake soon
    Sullen trembling hand
    Gripped
    Pull
    Blindly
    Quietly
    Scurrying
    Quickly

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