How to Carve Up an Ox <a

Prince Wen Hui’s cook was cafving up an ox. Every touch
of his hand, every heave of his shoulder, every step of his
foot, every thrust of his knee, with the slicing and parting
of the flesh, and the zinging of the knife—all was in
perfect rhythm. Just like the dance of the mulberry grove
or apart in the Ching Shou symphony.

Prince Wen Hui remarked, “How wonderfully you have
mastered your art.”

The cook laid down his knife and said, “What your
servant really cares for is Tao, which goes beyond mere
art.

When | first began to cut up oxen, | saw nothing but oxen.
After three years of practicing, | no longer saw the ox as a
whole. | now work with my spirit, not with my eyes. My
senses stop functioning and my spirit takes over. | follow
the natural grain, letting the knife find its way through
the many hidden openings, taking advantage of what is
there, never touching a ligament or tendon, much less a
main joint?

Inner Chapters/Chuang Tsu

E*C*A*C

Well guess what? The Emily Carr Athletic Club is slowly
but surely evolving as an outlet for people energy. Students.
are coming in from all directions and having fun playing
basketball, volleyball, floor hockey, raquetball etc., etc.
Direct your attention towards the Student Society and
come on out.

George, Co-ordinator

One Long Month and More to Come

More to Come

The first day of school was the killer, just stepping in the
door, going up to the fifth floor .. . | survived.

The school approached my personality; kind of unstruc-
tured, while pretending to be structured occasionally. The
right response was to make friends; establish contact. In
doing so | became aware of the vanity of the artists
there. Or should | say “‘Artists?”, | know at one point it
was explained that there are no artists; but upon ano-
ther occasion we were all defined as artists. | found
myself confused.

Gradually | became numb to the constant bombardment
of concepts, perceptions and viewpoints. | was told that
this was the approach of stupid selectivity. The first
thing | asked myself was: “Am | stupid?” As this feeling
wore off | replaced it with the attitude of selecting and
classifying what | consider to be valid; rejecting concepts
| deem not. As time passes, | find that the rejection
becomes less prominent, is dying due to constant nagging.
| still ask myself if | am learning anything, or whether my
ignorance is being overpowered by intellectualized stupi-
dity. It is all very confusing.

This method of appealing to the subconscious is a good
one. If you throw enough things at people, eventually
they will throw things back. Apparently this has been
happening throughout my past education; | have just not
been aware of it.

| enjoyed one class at last. Maybe it had something to do
with the instructor saying that he liked the piece | had
done that day. Too bad for myself. No one wants to
admit that egos are being stroked in art. Now | feel
guilty and pretend not to like my piece, while desperately
holding back a smile.

A.H.

ClashCrass Crowd Clashed

DOA, the Rebels, and Britain’s Clash. It was for sure that
the most noticeable clash was in the crowd; a mixture of
true punks, new wave, rock’n’rollers, goofs and curious
spectators.

DOA led the show, Vancouver’s pure punk favorites gave
the audience just what they wanted. No let downs. DOA
now has a live album out which can be purchased at
Friends’ Records, third and Lonsdale in North Vancouver.

The Rebels, following, played rock a billy and were booed
down by the crowd. The audience, it seemed, just wanted
to hear pure loud punk rock, and were not thrilled by the
Rebels, who were obviously chosen for a back up band by
the Clash. In turn, the Clash were not thrilled by the
crowd’s reaction to the Rebels and brought back the two
brothers of the band for the encore; playing old rock’n’
roll and then breaking into ‘White Riot’. Leaving the stage
guitarist Mick Jones made known his feelings toward. the
crowd, ‘‘You can suck yourselves dry for that one!”

Mick had addressed the crowd previously, pissed off by
the crowd gathered to the near west side of the stage
throwing objects. Mick stated, ‘If you don’t like it then
you can leave right now.”

The Clash, an uncompromising band, displayed a more
layered sound with help of an organ, which | think was
played by a member of the Blockheads. Interesting
textures put into their high energy sound, and they
proved their versatility by playing a very authentic reggae
song. The band is still evolving, rather than capitalizing
on their previous albums, It will be interesting to hear
the new album when released in Vancouver.

Paul a ewert

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How to Carve Up an Ox

Prince Wen Hui’s cook was cafving up an ox. Every touch
Of his hand, every heave of his shoulder, every step of his
foot, every thrust of his knee, with the slicing and parting
of the flesh, and the zinging of the knifeall was in
perfect rhythm, Just like the dance of the mulberry grove
‘ora part in the Ching Shou symphony.

Prince Wen Hui remarked, “How wonderfully you have
mastered your art.”

‘The cook laid down his knife and said, “What your
servant really cares for is Tao, which goes beyond mere
art

‘When | first began to cutup oxen, I saw nothing but oxen.
After three years of practicing, I no longer saw the Ox as a
whole. | now work with my spirit, not with my eyes. My
senses stop functioning and my spirit takes over. | follow
the natural grain, letting the knife find its way through
the many hidden openings, taking advantage of what is
there, never touching a ligament or tendon, much less a
‘main joint.”

Inner Chapters/Chuang Tsu

Bea

‘Well guess what? The Emily Carr Athletic Club is slowly
but surely evolving a8 an outlet for people enersy. Students,

{in from all directions and having fun playing
volleyball, floor hockey, raquetball ete. ete.
Direct your attention towards the Student Society and
‘come on out.

George, Co-ordinator

‘One Long Month and More to Come

More to Come

“The first day of school was the killer, just stepping in the
door, going up to the fifth floor... survived.

‘The school approached my personality; kind of unstruc-
tured, while pretending to be structured occasionally. The
right response was to make friends; establish contact. In
doing so. | became aware of the vanity of the artists
there, Or should | say “Artists?” | know at one point it
was explained that there are no artists; but upon ano-
‘ther occasion we were all defined as artists. | found
myself confused.

Gradually | became numb to the constant bombardment
cof concepts, perceptions and viewpoints. | was told that
this was the approach of stupid selectivity. The first
thing | asked myself was: “Am I stupid?” As this feeling
wore off | replaced it with the attitude of selecting and
classifying what | consider to be valid; rejecting concepts
I deem not. As time passes, | find that the rejection
‘becomes less prominent, is dying due to constant nagging.
{still ask myself if | am learning anything, or whether my
ignorance is being overpowered by intellectuaized stupi-
dity. [vis all very confusing.

‘This method of appealing to the subconscious is a good
cone. If you throw enough things at people, eventually
they will throw things back. Apparently this has been
happening throughout my past education; | have just not
been aware of it

| enjoyed one class at last. Maybe it had something to do
with the instructor saying that he liked the piece | had
done that day. Too bad for myself. No one wants to
‘admit that egos are being stroked in art. Now I feel
juilty and pretend not to like my piece, while desperately
holding back a smile

AH.

oy

(ClashCrass Crowd Clashed

DOA, the Rebels, and Britain's Clash. It was for sure that
the most noticeable clash was in the crowd; a mixture of
‘rue punks, new wave, rock’n'rollers, goofs and curious
spectators.

DOA led the show, Vancouver's pure punk favorites gave
the audience just what they wanted. No let downs. DOA
rnow has a live album out which can be purchased at
Friends’ Records, third and Lonsdale in North Vancouver.

The Rebels, following, played rock a billy and were booed
down by the crowd. The audience, it seemed, just wanted
‘to hear pure loud punk rock, and were not thrilled by the
Rebels, who were obviously chosen fora back up band by
the Clash. In turn, the Clash were not thrilled by the
‘crowd's reaction to the Rebels and brought back the two
brothers of the band for the encore; playing old rock’n’
roll and then breaking into ‘White Riot’. Leaving the stage
guitarist Mick Jones made known his feelings toward the
‘crowd, “You can suck yourselves dry for that one!”

Mick had addressed the crowd previously, pissed off by
the crowd gathered to the near west side of the stage
throwing objects. Mick stated, “If you don’t like it then
you can leave right now.”

The Clash, an uncompromising band, displayed a more
layered sound with help of an organ, which I think was
played by a member of the Blockheads. Interesting
textures put into their high energy sound, and they
proved their versatility by playing a very authentic reggae
song. The band is still evolving, rather than capitalizing
fon their previous albums, It will be interesting to hear
‘the new album when released in Vancouver.

Paula ewert