Went a few stops out of central london across a lwafy park, with the first smells of cut spring grass unexpectedly finding us in london of all places, to an unassuming door with a buzzer (apparently this is how the trendy galleries do it now)
We put on headphones and entered a smart white room with a television screen, shpwing images mashed together. Photographs, computer generated graphics, what i imagined was strawberry angel delight. Very trendy, very slick lookin’. Next to a silver spaceship crackly speakers led lighted pathway. Through to a main room. Verious bits make up the whole. Theres a video of an astronaught playing in zero g, pooling his tears on his face.. the briney eye watery image makes me a bit queasy. A wobbly blobby pink creature ubder the stage which i like, a clever oh so smart simple red acetate vindow hewn from the walls. Outside is as alien as inside.
Its funny how a real against the thibgs im attempting to do myself.
Insta-show. Had a chat in the studio t’other day. Were putting on a super instant, super pop up instagram show, hopefully to raise money for the main show in june. We need 5 pictures each, gonna frame em up real nice and sell them affordably. All we need now is an empty shop with a sympathetic landlord! P:s, jyst started in instagram, its great to encourage picture taking every day. Which can only be positive.
WET SOUNDS visited bangor swimming pool this Friday, and myself and Peter went along to dive in.
It was a precession of odd sensations. Firstly, being in a swimming pool late at night with so many people, accidentally feeling and being felt up under the waves. Thats odd. Nextly, being able to hear siren calls from under the water, changing in pitch and even sample as you descended closer to the pools floor. Very unusual. Lastly throw in freaky performances and ceiling projections and you get what i suppose amounts to a trippy trip out. Okay, it didn’t blow my mind the way i think it could have.. something to do with the lack of space to swim freely, the sometimes underwhelming performances (i feel cruel saying this, they just needed a bit more! more people, more lights, more changes in the atmosphere, more projections!) and lack of direction for concentrated viewing (the event could have done with a ‘stage’ a ‘host’ more organised performance to carry off the thing)
It was an interesting take on immersive art, still, i think, in its infancy. I’d love to get involved though, i don’t see why these events cant take place more often, a disco in a swimming pool? C’mon thats magic!
'Hou Hanru hosted a screening of Sun Xun’s 21ke (21 grams), an epic animated film based on research conducted by Dr. Duncan MacDougall (1907), an American physician who claimed to have measured the weight of the human soul as 21 grams. Sun Xun depicts a surreal journey through a dystopian world full of cryptic symbols. Drawn with crayon, frame by frame, 21 Ke drifts through mysterious cities of plague and soot.'
Well.. my my this totally rocked my socks. For a long time i havent enjoyed a work of art this much, i sat there and watched the thing through over and over. I wrote in my notebook: ‘Sun Xun’s animations blew me away - melancholy - dark + surreal - beautifully rendered, silent and powerful. (Perhaps the narritive part of my piece should be separate in some way? having the visuals free of words? Remember to gather sound samples’
I’m seriously reconsidering my use of colour as well, i’m not sure i’m happy with the way i’ve been working with colour. Perhaps even i monochromatic approach to the animation will give the viewer a better idea of it being a working of the subconscious?