and people said I couldn’t get a job with blue hair
Waterford Wine Company
start next week.. andddd 20% off wine and I can test open bottles on the job
Neil Gaiman Addresses the University of the Arts Class of 2012 One of the best commencement speeches. A must watch for any artist and everyone who hopes to b…
Reminds me of Prof. Frank
I’m fascinated by the port not for what it is but its potential for perusing what I consider to be the opposite of what its function is. The size of the coal and salt mounds are almost inhuman, and they never seem to be changing. With this pronounced space of near absolute function, as industrious spaces are exciting however I lost interest in that aspect. These places that include brutalism architecture as well as industrial leave room for a genuine sense of filling up a space with thought, action, and voice to one of the most indifferent of all settings. I feel like it’s rather freeing in a way.
This whole process will be me taking advantage of this place of (now) philosophical exercise to rewrite visual, sound, as well as my own action reacting and exploring the space around me. My performances to push my physical self to levels of exhaustion and pain where I will become venerable to this indifferent environment, engaging large topics such as suicide, ethics, and baptism to its test. Then seeing what the place has to say.
I am pursuing deformalizing qualities like collecting words, noises, experiences, and putting them through different modes of distortion. In distortion I mean flawed processes of memory, recording devices, background influences such as the radio, etc.
I want to create meaning from this distortion, whatever that may be. I know it has been staged to be lyrical and nonsensical but just like many philosophies, it’s just words/visuals/actions and the meaning that people may attach to it; whether it’s mine or not.