Clark comes down as if somehow gentically engineered to interrupt the peace of my morning cigarette and he is all burning and fire; when all I wanted, or needed was smoke. He is, as always, too much: Too many words, too many laughs, too many tears and too many needs. Naturally he needs to bum a cigarette. I want to tell him to buy his own, but his mother just died and I don’t know… I think you just have to give things to people in mourning in the morning. So I do.
Monthly Archives: August 2013
Mashup Sketch – Willoughby
The Other Night At Barbès
The other night I was home alone and bored with drawing on the computer and bored with all manner of other digital media distractions and most importantly, bored with being alone. I became nostalgic for Paris. So inspired by the recent and past collabs with UU, I decided to grab the old Montmartre valise of magic (drawing supplies and paper scraps,etc.) and head out to a local spot I haven’t haunted in a while, Barbes. There to make a mess with ink and paper and people and the ultimate solvent: alcohol. Tango music filled the air as I made some scribbles. It was a nice time and today I am playing with the drawings and thinking about how mixing up video images and digital drawing for Willoughby could be as fun and sort of familiar as making Café Collages, or whatever you call those things I’ve been doing on books and maps and scraps since at least Paris and then Galapagos back in ’97 or 8 I think? Still, it seems important to keep people and place and paper involved at least on a conceptual level.
In other news, it seems official that I will be doing a residency at 17 Frost from November 3 Through the end of the Year! This will be a multimedia installation for the project we’ve been collaborating on since last summer, CAGE.
Willoughby Walks
I’ve been thinking for a while about doing a small narrative animation that would be my own project as I also work on other things: collabs, comissions, paintings, etc. It might take a year or two to complete. It seems sort of obvious that I should just go back to the beginning of the blog and accept that Willoughby probably wants to be a multimedia animation as much or more than it wants to be an e-book or anything else. I think I’ve learned enough tricks to pull it off and also realize that such a project might inspire me to learn some new ones. There are a mountain of animation programs out there that could probably work for a thing like Willoughby and save me oceans of tough labor. This one is about the final product and looking great in the end. It’s been 8 years of experimenting and process. Time to make a finished product! So here is background one. Three Brownstones in Brooklyn. The narrator walks outside to have a cigarette. Or with color:
Arch
I recall reading someone’s speculation on the orgin of arches in architecture. They seemed to think it arouse in a Kubrckian manner from a confrontation with death. Specifically, they thought it grew from men seeing ribs and jaw bones on the battlefield. While I suppose there is a certain poetic lovliness to this idea, it occurred to me that the same discovery could be more easily traced back to coming upon a fallen tree as much as a fallen man. Something tells me lean tos predate stone arches. I was thinking about arches because of the Geodesic dome IN UU’s collage… and also the arch of the girl’s back as she put her ass in the air. The other thing that sort of fell into my head was how Buckminster Fuller always went back to stacking as the origin of all his work. As if perhaps it all really came from an engineering question that came up when trying to move stacks of cans, or more likely ammunition in the most efficient manner. I thought a nice monument to him would be to stack a pile of geodisc domes under the arch of a tree…. but in real life it should be huge and maybe bucky balls not domes…. or microscopic nanocarbon would be fun too: visible only by scanning elctron microscope installed in the gallery.
Mexican Standoff
Faces
Some paintings I photographed at a PopUp show I had at 17Frost a couple months back. Only getting around to looking at them now. The one above is spray paint on a Do Not Enter sign and those below are expanding polyurethane foam over wire with spraypaint and they are wearable masks made for CAGE, a film we are still editing.
Digital Doubleyouing.
Janus Redux
While in a four month fever dream of animating Pain, I also shot some flip vid (much was lost in a tragic language change to French in my interface, but that is a different story) of goings on at Frost, etc. There is some Jillian Salik, some comedy nght, so x box, some editing Cage, and the world premiere of Pain in the garden on an airflow screen.