Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Caution

Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.

And Click here

Monday, February 26, 2007

Burroughs seems kinda Screwy

The idea of cutting up a bit of text to create a poem or story seems like an interesting one. I like the idea of happy accidents occurring in a mash of words. But I have a problem with sucking all the meaning out of a set of words. The cut up of words has some amusing sentences in it. The first sentence is pretty funny. But then there are sentence that have no meaning. What I'm saying is that I think that a piece that has been cut up like this needs to then have some editing, just so that it has some meaning. Or at least makes sense. It seems to me that the words loose meaning if they don't help the whole sentence. But was that Burroughs' point? Was he trying to devlop new meanings for words and sentences by changeing the context?

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Let's add some happy little trees.


Or dogs, in this case.
Here is the picture to use in my Brush tutorial.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Dada Triumphs!


This is an untitled piece by Max Ernst. To create this piece, Ernst used photo montage to pieced together photographs that he found of a bi-plane and arms in the sky. He also placed the group of men on the ground. Ernst also drew in the horizon and the ground with pencil. It also looks like Ernst colored in the men and the arms.

This piece is a poster and a work of art in the same space. First, it is a poster for the Dada Early Spring show. But it is also an example of Dada work. It is typography. It looks straight forwad at first glance. It tells you Dada Triumph and about the show, but then there are random little pictures down the side. There is a cow, and other animals, a random word, a huge exclamation mark, and a woman makeing cheese and saying something. Then, in the seal at the top, there are t's and exclamation marks and parentheses and a u. These random pictures form a haron to me, but i doubt that was the intention of the artist. This peice leaves me wondering what "Weshalb bin ich nicht dieser mutige Vogel?" means.

Wednesday, February 7, 2007

A journey home

This is my audio project. Hope you like it.
This piece is a woman walking home from a club, late on a warm, drizzly night in a city.
The beices that i recorded myself are all the vioces, doors (except for the slamming door), and the footsteps.
The peices from Freesound are
By Percy Duke-Cars Passing.wav
By acclivity -TenorSax1.wav
By gezortenplotz-hospital_tv_channel_change.wav
By dobroide-20061012.distant.ambulance.wav
By djgriffin -acidhouse120 beatnhats.aif
By Micronin -Fenetre2.aif
By digifishmusic -Opel Corsa Door Slam in Garage.wav
By LS-Rain.wav
By AMPUL -MCGameSound2.wav
By zippi1 -sound-meow1.wav

Monday, February 5, 2007

Take a Walk With Me

Listening to Janet Cardiff is an interesting experience. She has a wonderful voice that is pleasant to hear. Even sitting in a chair, no where near Whitechaple, you can imagine everything that she is talking about, and because I wasn't in London when I listened to this piece, I feel like I had more freedom to see what I wanted and to hear what I wanted. The problem with this is that it meant that I may not have seen what Cardiff was pointing at in her piece.
What I liked about her piece was the feeling she evoked by playing with sound. By whispering so close, it seemed as if the voice hadn't come from the headphones, but from someplace inside my own head. The male voice that whispers about a man meeting us on the path by the stairs made me jump. The male voice made me so afraid by the end of the piece. I was convinced something bad was going to happen in the forest when she dropped her flashlight. I also was fascinated with how she used sound and sound depth to make it seem like the band was coming closer to us or the water gets closer than farther, then closer again. There were also several instances where she whispers something in the background, and it almost seems like subliminal messeging. When she tells us to close our eyes and listen to the band, there is a whisper of "trust me" that I didn't catch the first time. In the radio piece, it's mentioned that the background melts into the real background, so that the listener doesn't know what is real and what is not. I really can understand this, because I listened to this piece for the first time while walking across campus. I looked up and couldn't figure out why there were so many birds, until I realized that it was on Cardiff's piece.
I would really like to go on this walk someday.