Sunday, 28 March 2010
Reinventing the language of contestation
MIT PRESS, October Books
Saturday, 27 March 2010
THE LAUNCH OF WEBSITE _ IDEAS
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Monday, 22 March 2010
Sunday, 21 March 2010
THE ART BOWL
UNFASHIONING THE OBJECT - VOGUE TRASH - DERELICTION - EXCESS
IMMEDIACY
There are two objectives immediately at hand. The text explication [the blog] and the essay of 2000 words to complete by the end of the vacation period. The three weeks space will generously allow time for the 2000 word essay to be undertaken. I have cut the text explication requirement to one only, placed more emphasis on the blog and its potential for research material, and brought the essay back, so as to concentrate later on the potential for an exhibition and the pragmatics of setting it up with time, for mailing press releases, invitations etc. and coinciding with the construction of the website. The exhibition / event might be possible in the AMF Bowling, Merrion Centre. I imagine the group can invite performances, and artists to participate. Alex Keating will arrange for meetings with the management.
UNFASHIONING THE OBJECT
The seminar set up a workshop, using Vogue magazines and objects with simple tools to 'fashion' a fluxus table of readymades adjusted in one hour - these were photographed and projected to examine the rupture between the real presence of a collection of objects and the images produced by the immediacy of the digital image. How can production be delimited at this scale and register of information? Where was the event to be located? These images would constitute with the first performance of drawing and writing in charcoal and displayed in the context of string [ a mile of string] a layering of image-events as a website platform for further additions [and subtractions] at a later date. The choice of these images as avatars would be organised by the designer Alex Keating, in discussion with the group.
Saturday, 20 March 2010
Ist Mir Egal
Ist mir egal
Du hast dein Leben auf den Kopf gestellt
Und seitdem kämpfst du gegen die Welt
Selbstmitleid raubt dir den Mut
Doch glaub mir - ich kenn das gut
Sie wollen den Blick in deine Welt
Sie wissen sicher was dir fehlt
Dann führ sie auf die falsche Spur
Sie warten nur
Ist mir egal
Es interessiert mich nicht
Völlig egal
Ob euer falsch mein richtig ist
Zum letzten Mal
Wenn du denkst du bekommst was du kennst
Ja dann irrst du dich
Dann bin ich das nicht
Sie sagen du brauchst Personality
Doch den Beifall ernten sie
Und schleichen sich in dein Gesicht
Versprich mir - vergiss das nicht
Loslassen kann man lernen
Sonst ertrinkst du in deinen Plänen
Führ sie auf die falsche Spur
Das wollen die nur
Ist mir egal
Es interessiert mich nicht
Völlig egal
Ob euer falsch mein richtig ist
Zum letzten Mal
Wenn du denkst du bekommst was du kennst
Ja dann irrst du dich
Dann bin ich das nicht
Es scheint dir alles zu banal
Dann überhörst du das Signal
Du wirst sehen ich lass dir keine Wahl
Ist mir egal
Ist mir egal
Es interessiert mich nicht
Völlig egal
Ob euer falsch mein richtig ist
Zum letzten Mal
Wenn du denkst du bekommst was du kennst
Ja dann irrst du dich
Dann bin ich das nicht
Ist mir egal
Völlig egal
Ob euer falsch mein richtig ist
Zum letzten mal
Wenn du denkst du bekommst was du kennst
Ja dann irrst du dich
Dann bin ich das nicht
I don't care
You pulled your life upside down
And since then you fight against the world
Self-pity robs you your courage
But believe me - I know that closely
They want the look into your world
They know for sure what's wrong with you
Then lead them on a false track
They only wait
I don't care
I'm not interested
Totally indifferent
If your "wrong" is my "right"
For the last time
If you think that you get what you know
Yes, then you're wrong
Then it's not me
They say you need personality
But it's them to get the acclaim
And they creep into your face
Promise me - don't forget it
You can learn to let go
Otherwise you drown in your plans
Lead them on a false track
That's what they want
I don't care
I'm not interested
Totally indifferent
If your "wrong" is my "right"
For the last time
If you think that you get what you know
Yes, then you're wrong
Then it's not me
Everything seems to be too mundane for you
Then you don't hear the signal
You'll see I'll let you no choice