Festival setting
I'll be showing a new piece, coming to unconsciousness, at the
Wassaic Project's Summer Festival August 13-15 in Wassaic, NY, just north of New York City. (You can hear a sample of what will be in the shaftway, next to the stairwell of the mill building
here.) If you're in the area, you can take Metro North (Harlem line) to get there, and there is a small fee for camping on the grounds for the weekend. Along with all the
art in the Maxon Mills building, there will be a shitload of
bands to help you bide your time.
MARK-ed
I've been participating in the New York Foundation for the Arts MARK program for the past few months, and have some work on their alumni page
here. I'll also be doing an artist's talk at the
Troy Arts Center next Wednesday, May 26, at 8pm. It'll be quick (5 mins) so be on time!
A Big Night
I just recently showed the animation for the fledgling
revised. project at Just Buffalo Literary Center's event
Big Night. You can view a segment of the animation
here.
Yet even in that silence...
a new beginning, beckoning, change appeared....I'll be ensconced at RPI this spring, teaching, so the Cascades will have to wait for me. Alternately, I will be showing some new work in Buffalo at the
WNY Book Arts Collective this spring, maybe something about sheep tales....this Sunday, I will be the guest of honor at the soft launch of the Starving Artist Brunch at
the Contemporary Artists Center at Woodside, so if you find yourself in the mood for waffles, please come by.
Winter 2010
Things happening in my artmaking universe during these snowy days....I will be participating in a residency at Caldera in the Cascade Mountains in February, working on an oral history influenced project regarding the Northwest indigenous populations and probably learning how to snowshoe; going back to school through NYFA's MARK program; and am being included in an upcoming edition of Drunken Boat's online journal of sound and experimental poetics (if you are unfamiliar with it, look
here.) Keep warm...
Bruges la morte
Ecstasy showered its petals with the full peal of the bells. -GR
In the labrynth
Destinesia is up and running in the atrium of the Gwen Frostic School of Art at WMU, Kalamazoo from October 20 - 31, 2009. This sound installation examines repetition in relation to ritual practices of both communities and individuals, using the institutional space of a school as a platform. The audio is informed by an examination of sonic ritual practices that bind a community, and their relationship to the flow and disruption of free associations as used in an individual's practice of mining the unconscious. Destinesia is part of a larger examination of the quantification and perception of time; and the breaking down the structures to look at the significance of their sonic elements for the listener.
The year winds up, winds down
I recently completed my residency at
CAC Woodside in upstate New York. I've posted the working copy of "Retrorsum Volantem" in the portfolio section of this site. Please take a few minutes for a listen, and remember to play it loud...
I will be showing an expanded version of "Aspirate (a breath in need of an explanation 2)" at
Soundwalk 2009 in Long Beach, CA on October 3. Come down and say "hi."
The Frostic Sound Art and Video program will be showing a new piece entitled "Destinesia" from October 15-31, 2009. Its not too far from Chicago...
Out west, back east
I'll be in upstate New York for a residency at the
Contemporary Artists Center, Woodside for the month of July. The combination of spending all of July working and being close to home is very nice, indeed.
The Bells
"In Russian history and culture, church bells occupy a mysteriously important position. Their tolling, father Roman told me, has been known to bring miserly or hard-hearted people to repentance, and to dissuade would-be murderers and suicides. In 'Crime and Punishment,' Raskolnikov falls into a guilt-induced fever, hearing the ringing of Sunday church bells, he gives himself away by returning to the scene of the crime and compulsively ringing the murder victim's doorbell." E.B, April 27, 2009
Moving around
I update my blog very regularly with things I find interesting and that often become the trampoline-type starting point to my projects. Please visit me there, leave me a note and feel free to follow my misc. musing.....
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Listening in
Music of devotion looks at the social reading of gesture and ritual in relation to traditional music. This may be what you see and hear at the Frostic School of Art Video and Sound Art Series in Michigan this Fall.
Water... an unamed piece that explores the idea that a nation is an imagined community of individuals who have not necessarily met, represented loosely by top-down constructions such as borders, flags and national anthems. The peaceful border recognized by the Boundary Water Treaty of 1909 ultimately deals with disputes over the potential of gain for an imagined community through the harnessing of natural resources for industrial purposes, such as the diversion of water for generating hydro-electric power. Showing at the University at Buffalo Art Gallery in 2010.
Fall 2008
Zeitgebers: "I have just written the word ``infinite.'' I have not interpolated this adjective out of rhetorical habit; I say that it is not illogical to think that the world is infinite. Those who judge it to be limited postulate that in remote places the corridors and stairways and hexagons can conceivably come to an end -- which is absurd. Those who imagine it to be without limit forget that the possible number of books does have such a limit. I venture to suggest this solution to the ancient problem: The Library is unlimited and cyclical. If an eternal traveler were to cross it in any direction, after centuries he would see that the same volumes were repeated in the same disorder (which, thus repeated, would be an order: the Order). My solitude is gladdened by this elegant hope. The Library of Babel (1975)
5:00 a.m.
"It is not necessary that you leave the house. Remain at your table and listen. Do not even listen, only wait. Do not even wait, be wholly still and alone. The world will present itself to you for its unmasking, it can do no other, in ecstasy it will writhe at your feet." "FK" (May 17, 1910)
Summer 2008 Comfort, Burn
"O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a King of infinite space." "Hamlet" (1599)
"Then I buried myself in romantic sentiment and waited for you." "MM" (2007)
http://www.artspacebuffalo.org/current.html
http://www.buffalonews.com/entertainment/gusto/story/389720.html
Summer 2008 Correspondence rules
"The question arises, of course, as to whether the application of this correspondence rule is conscious or subconscious. Certainly it needn't be the case that application of correspondence rules is always accessible to the borrower's conscious mind, and some authors appear to take the position that speakers who 'regularly use two or more lects...have an intuitive grasp of...sound correspondences' and use them 'to convert the phonological shapes of words from one lect to another.'" Language Contact and Deliberate Change (2007).
"....friendship, you know, is as mysterious as love or any other state of this confusion we call life. In fact, I have sometimes suspected that the only thing that holds no mystery is happiness, because it is its own justification." "Unworthy" (1970)
Spring 2008 Sonic Fragments
a wasted miracle "Two or three times he had reconstructed an entire day; he had never once erred or faltered, but each reconstruction had itself taken an entire day. 'I, myself, alone, have more memories than all mankind since the world began,' he said to me...And again, toward dawn: My memory, sir, is like a garbage heap." "Funes" (1942)
http://sonicfragments.artdocuments.org/about.html