its a beautiful life

Iteration 3
In this iteration, I drew from my experience in iteration 2 by seeing whether something could be created and work as a balanced piece without the inclusion of sub-stories and additional information. For this experiment I took exactly 50 short extracts from the selection of interesting quotes, making sure to omit selections with direct names. with these selections I experimented with editing the order and putting them together to create a new story focused purely on the moral message of the story that was missing from the reading of the previous iteration.
As a result I found that the moral message of a whole book can be condensed into 50 short extracts, and further confirmed my idea that editing is essentially creating and is just as important as both the original and the result, as it creates a work within itself.

Iteration 3 typed version

Is this to prognosticate peace, or to mock at my unhappiness?

The labors of men of genius, however enormously directed, scarcely ever fail in ultimately turning to the solid advantage of mankind.

Do I not deserve to accomplish some great purpose? My life might have been passed in ease and luxury; but I preferred glory to every enticement that wealth placed in my path.

Such the words of fate- renounced to destroy me.

I had begun life with benevolent intentions, and thirsted for the moment when I should put them in practice and make myself useful to my fellow beings.

And I, who continually sought the attainment of one object of pursuit was solely wrapt up in this
Science which could never even step within the threshold of real knowledge.

I have lately been so deeply engaged in one occupation, that I have not allowed myself sufficient rest, as you see; but I hope, I sincerely hope, that these employments are now at an end and I am at length free.

On you it rests, whether I quit forever the neighbourhood of man and lead a harmless life, or become the scourge or your fellow creatures, and the author of your own speedy ruin.

You seek for knowledge and wisdom, as I once did; and I ardently hope that the gratification of your wishes may not be.

Deduce an apt moral from my tale; banish these dark passions.

In a evil hour I subscribed to a lie; and now only am I truly miserable.

Most irreparable evil; the void that presents itself to the soul;

Chance - or rather the evil influence, the Angel of Destruction.

For the first

Hapless victims to my unhallowed arts

I, not in deed, but in effect, was a creature capable of crime which none but the devil himself could have perpetrated.

Life, although it may only be a accumulation of anguish, is deal to me, and

Which I desired to divine.

I have one want which I have never yet been able to satisfy; and the absence of an object which I now feel as a most severe evil.

In other studies you go as far as others have gone before you, and there is nothing more to know; but in a scientific pursuit there is continual food for discovery and wonder

Yet with how many things are we upon the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness didn’t not restrain our enquiries

The brightness of a beloved eye can be extinguished, and the sound of a voice so familiar and dear to the ear can be hushed, never more to be heard.

A churchyard was to me merely the receptacle of bodies deprived of life, which, from being the seat of beauty and strength, had become for the worm.

I believed

Filled with one thought, one conception, one purpose.

Conception of the trembling sensation, half pleasurable and half fearful.
It had then filled me with a sublime ecstasy, that gave wings to the soul, and allowed it to soar from the obscure world to light and joy. Awful and majestic.

A day memorable to me: it decided my future destiny.

While I watched the tempest, so beautiful yet terrific,

Treading in the steps already marked, I will pioneer a new way, explore unknown powers, and unfold to the world the deepest mysteries of creation.

The stars themselves being witness and testimonies to my triumph. Why not still proceed over the untamed yet obedient element? What can stop the determined heart and resolved will of man?

One mans life or death were but a small price to pay for the acquirement of the knowledge which I sought for the dominion I should acquire and transmit over the elemental foes of our race.

I should have been happy,

but my enthusiasm was checked.

Disgust filled my heart. Unable to endure the aspect of the being I had created.

A hell to me;

My soul, which I do not understand

Was not splintered by the shock but entirely reduced to thin ribbons of wood.

I did confess but I confessed a lie. I confessed that I might obtain absolution; but now that falsehood lies heavier at my heart than all my other sins. The god of heaven forgive me!

When falsehood can look so like the truth, who can assure themselves of certain happiness?

Thus spoke my prophetic soul, as torn my remorse,

Confirmed my resolution.

It seems to me as if this almost miraculous change if inclination and will was the immediate suggestion of the guardian angel of my life.

The mere presence of the idea was irresistible proof of the fact.

It was a strong effort of the spirit of good; but it was ineffectual. Destiny was too potent, and her immutable laws had decreed my utter and terrible destruction.

My tale conveys in its series internal evidence of the truth of the events of which it is composed

The different accidents of life are not so changeable as the feelings of human nature.

May this be the last misfortune that you ever suffer! Live, and be happy, and make others so.

Iteration 2
This iteration, like the first, focuses on the importance of editing in the creation of meaning within the whole. To do this I have looked at the role of the editor in making decisions as to what is and what is not important, and extrapolated this idea by finding what I thought to be the most interesting, quotable and important lines as well as paragraphs and subsequently removing them. I was interested to see what becomes of a story when you take the key elements away. What I discovered on re-reading the novel was that it was largely nonsensical and filled with less important anecdotes, as well as side stories which served as additional background information for the story.
I feel that my experiment highlights the importance of editing in retaining the key elements of a story, because without them I found the story lost meaning.
For my next iteration, I wanted to draw on this experience and see if a story can be created without these ‘less significant’ parts to balance out the tale.

Iteration 3 Progress and documentation.

Using selective book cutouts I recreated and condensed the story of frankenstein whilst omitting all details of action and arranged them to become my own edited edition of the story focused on the moral message rather than the action itself.
when selecting my extracts, I set limits to my selections:
- No direct names
- Exactly 50 cutouts were to be selected

Here my experiment found that the message of a 279 page book can be condensed down into 50 short extracts. the screenshots show my process thus far of presenting my findings.

My fifth iteration focused on the importance of editing in relation to poems. This iteration, although related to all iterations, drew inspiration particularly from my first and fourth, with the focus shifted from the focus on punctuation (from iteration 1) to focus on the importance of words and their use. The link to the fourth iteration is more obvious, with the white strips inspiration for me white out technique symbolising the absence evident in the previous iteration. I chose poetry because I feel that it highlights the importance of word choice, and my iteration involved experimenting with what happens when you alternate removing the first or second part of every line throughout the well known poem The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock by T.S Elliot. The result was a seemingly disjointed creation that took on a completely different meaning.
I love the newly created line: “time to prepare a face to murder and create” because it directly reflect what my experiment has done. It has dismantled the original by extensive editing and has resulted in a new creation within itself. The editor becomes the artist.

For my fourth iteration I utilised the non-adhesive white strip used in the editing of the extracts in my third iteration. I used these editing ‘leftovers’ which would traditionally be discarded, and have treated them as a means of editing in themselves. The act of sticking, rearranging and modifying both literally and metaphorically is at the core of editing, and this inspired me to explore this notion myself. In this iteration I have edited a tool of editing to become a work in itself by arranging and attaching strips previously used in the editing of another iteration. Essentially, my experiment explores editing editing. The resulting work appears like strips of paper, that you would traditionally expect words to inhabit.
By leaving them blank I hope to show that editing is a work within itself, separate from both the original and the result.

Iteration 1 COFA1001 Assessment

Iteration 1:

My first editing experiment was focused on the importance of punctuation as a method of editing. To do this, I removed the words – the actual content that is edited by punctuation – from a book and analyse the result.
I found that removing the written words from the book – “the Silent Country” – revealed an emotional language within itself expressed purely through punctuation. The findings surprised me, presenting the highs, lows, pauses and flow of the original words, which would not possess the same meaning without the punctuation.
Each Page of the book is represented through a line presenting its punctuation.
I have presented my findings in a PDF book format.

Note* Attached as link to google drop-box file.
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Iteration 4.
I decided to use the white strip that remained from the double sided tape I used in the previous iteration to create my edited story and treat them as their own means of editing. Sticking things together - creating and refining them respectfully - is literally and metaphorically is the core of editing. I have taken and edited them into a work of their own.

Through this I aim to challenge how we define editing, and whether there really needs to be a set content for something to really be edited.

"I’m scared of who I’m becoming. I’m slowly losing myself. I’m out of control and that terrifies me more than anything." (r.i.d)

"I’m scared of who I’m becoming. I’m slowly losing myself. I’m out of control and that terrifies me more than anything." (r.i.d)

Iteration 5 progress documentation
I was thinking about areas that editing and language use is the most crucial, and I came up with the idea of looking at poems. Lines in a poem each rely on another to create and sustain meaning, rhythm and flow.
For this experiment I explored what happens to a poem when you edit out certain parts of a poem. This may sound like erasure but I see it as editing as I am able to consciously choose where to start and finish removing words, and therefore edit the work to become something else. For this iteration I have used the love song of j Alfred prufrock, and found there to be interesting results. A new poem is created, seemingly disjointed but at times maintaining a similar rhythm, but certainly possessing a new meaning from the original. The results of this experiment show how editing the work essentially creates a new work in whatever format it becomes. Essentially, the choices of what to take out, or what to change, create the actual work itself too. The editor becomes the artist.