<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856</id><updated>2012-01-29T12:38:13.402-08:00</updated><category term='drawing'/><category term='audra wolowiec'/><category term='previous work'/><title type='text'>lineforms</title><subtitle type='html'>lineforms is a blog by audra wolowiec</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6787445551518272395</id><published>2012-01-17T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:26:08.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>requited journal: issue 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOBWniZWiMg/TxYDGdz3RAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/jZ3BSgq0o3E/s1600/requited_logo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOBWniZWiMg/TxYDGdz3RAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/jZ3BSgq0o3E/s400/requited_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698745788100199426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my work is currently being featured in the online publication &lt;a href="http://requitedjournal.com/"&gt;requited journal&lt;/a&gt;. scroll under SOUND on the left hand side to see and hear. from poetry to visuals to reviews, so many great pieces to explore.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Requited is a journal that explores the convergences between literary writing and the experience of art as a creative exchange, a contract. These convergences evoke the blurry in-between where an infinite number of possibilities manifest. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Hélène Cixous says of relationships, the convergences of human-to-human contact are co-created spaces; they are the 'entre-deux,' the spaces of love, language, and eroticism that exist between the two. Meaning is dependent upon this exchange, and we wish to draw attention to this amorphous space between bodies. In a sense, the text is the mother, the generative body, and the audience, in its private space, must seed the experience for creation to successfully take place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://requitedjournal.com/"&gt;www.requitedjournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6787445551518272395?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6787445551518272395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6787445551518272395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6787445551518272395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6787445551518272395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2012/01/requited-journal-issue-6.html' title='requited journal: issue 6'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOBWniZWiMg/TxYDGdz3RAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/jZ3BSgq0o3E/s72-c/requited_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-953235674096932058</id><published>2012-01-11T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:04:45.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNLV3G_j4cU/Tw1LYyfs-yI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D9HK-ZhREHM/s1600/ringingrocks_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNLV3G_j4cU/Tw1LYyfs-yI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D9HK-ZhREHM/s400/ringingrocks_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696291992937233186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;besides the world's largest glacial pothole, pennsylvania has a little-publicized but mystifying natural wonder known as the ringing rocks. a couple of miles west of upper black eddy on the delaware river are four and a half acres of broken pock-marked red rocks which ring mysteriously when struck with a hammer or thrown onto the huge pile. in 1890 a dr. ott of pleasant valley assembled a musical scale of these stones and gave a concert accompanied by the pleasant valley brass band. these jagged stones differ from others in the area and no one knows where they came from or how they became to be pock-marked and broken into these jagged pieces. for size, note leaf in cavity of rock in close-up. some rocks are as big as footballs, others weigh many tons, but all are exceptionally heavy for their size.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from &lt;i&gt;america's natural wonders: strange forests, mysterious caverns and amazing formations&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by c. b. colby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1956&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-953235674096932058?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/953235674096932058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=953235674096932058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/953235674096932058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/953235674096932058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2012/01/rock-sounds.html' title='rock sounds'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNLV3G_j4cU/Tw1LYyfs-yI/AAAAAAAAA6I/D9HK-ZhREHM/s72-c/ringingrocks_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4465580196599736947</id><published>2011-12-23T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T15:22:04.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cabin fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tV4upKDz8PQ/TvUMsv2pYkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/mHE4I-KZ4ok/s1600/cabinporn.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tV4upKDz8PQ/TvUMsv2pYkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/mHE4I-KZ4ok/s400/cabinporn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689467667151938114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new architectural obsession—&lt;a href="http://freecabinporn.com/"&gt;cabin porn&lt;/a&gt;! these are a just a few that strangely (or not so strangely) resemble &lt;a href="http://www.audrawolowiec.com/index.php?/projects/concrete-sound/"&gt;my sculptures&lt;/a&gt; (people were referring to the last installation as 'little houses'). so now, along with &lt;a href="http://archidose.blogspot.com/"&gt;a daily dose of architecture&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.the-brick-house.com/"&gt;the brick house&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://scandinavianretreat.blogspot.com/"&gt;my scandinavian retreat&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://emmas.blogg.se/"&gt;emmas design blog&lt;/a&gt;, my virtual holiday plans are complete! enjoy x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4465580196599736947?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4465580196599736947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4465580196599736947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4465580196599736947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4465580196599736947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/12/cabin-fever.html' title='cabin fever'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tV4upKDz8PQ/TvUMsv2pYkI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/mHE4I-KZ4ok/s72-c/cabinporn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4630572744475269061</id><published>2011-12-19T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T05:22:15.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kclog blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-imjo4_HT7yQ/Tu86IySOuuI/AAAAAAAAA4E/J-fWXsWbfVw/s1600/AW_kclog1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-imjo4_HT7yQ/Tu86IySOuuI/AAAAAAAAA4E/J-fWXsWbfVw/s400/AW_kclog1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687828777003825890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my work was recently featured on &lt;a href="http://kclogblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/audra-wolowiec-norte-maar.html"&gt;KCLOG blog&lt;/a&gt; (pronounced clog), created by artists &lt;a href="http://www.vincecontarino.com/"&gt;vince contarino&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.kchatterson.com/"&gt;kris chatterson&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;to share a dialog with the communities that keep art and artists at the forefront. starting as a simple journal, KCLOG has turned into a supportive network of artists working in nyc, la, eu and points in between...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading their blog is a like a virtual gallery tour. they also are behind the curatorial team &lt;a href="http://progress-report.org/"&gt;progress report&lt;/a&gt; and have a nice show up right now—&lt;i&gt;ritual aesthetics&lt;/i&gt;—at &lt;a href="http://www.tompkinsprojects.com/"&gt;tompkins projects&lt;/a&gt; in brooklyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4630572744475269061?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4630572744475269061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4630572744475269061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4630572744475269061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4630572744475269061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/12/kclog-blog.html' title='kclog blog'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-imjo4_HT7yQ/Tu86IySOuuI/AAAAAAAAA4E/J-fWXsWbfVw/s72-c/AW_kclog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4625561481392107788</id><published>2011-12-03T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:56:52.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if we know how it is made and how it falls apart, we will know how to rebuild it</title><content type='html'>"i want labor to be the point. because everything in our lives is miraculously made with no idea of how it's done. as an active and critical consumer, and as someone who has attempted to make the flawless and failed, i wanted a transparency of construction here. if we know how it is made and how it falls apart, we will know how to rebuild it."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tom sachs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4625561481392107788?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4625561481392107788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4625561481392107788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4625561481392107788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4625561481392107788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-we-know-how-it-is-made-and-how-it.html' title='if we know how it is made and how it falls apart, we will know how to rebuild it'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2572646734074152508</id><published>2011-11-30T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:56:07.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no one belongs here more than you</title><content type='html'>"i'm probably kindest to myself in my work," she says. "it's how i practice self-love. i'm crippingly critical of myself in every other area, not permissive, not letting myself be free, and feeling like i'm doing every single thing wrong all the time. but in this one area i tell myself: &lt;i&gt;you can do no wrong. let's just try this. it's OK.&lt;/i&gt; like a really wonderful teacher or something." referring back to the title of her first book: "I'm saying, &lt;i&gt;no one belongs here more than you&lt;/i&gt;, to myself—because I totally don't belong."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miranda july&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papermag.com/arts_and_style/2011/11/miranda-july-is-running-the-show.php"&gt;paper mag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2572646734074152508?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2572646734074152508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2572646734074152508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2572646734074152508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2572646734074152508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-one-belongs-here-more-than-you.html' title='no one belongs here more than you'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5017649712726716828</id><published>2011-11-20T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T18:38:17.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drawing on the utopic at norte maar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtPaWeNRxzg/Tsmcnq0pLTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jn7cyWqOR9U/s1600/concretesound_jason_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtPaWeNRxzg/Tsmcnq0pLTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jn7cyWqOR9U/s400/concretesound_jason_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677241010601143602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the artist &lt;a href="http://www.austinthomas.org/"&gt;austin thomas&lt;/a&gt; stopped by&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://nortemaar.org/projects/concrete-sound/"&gt;concrete sound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with her class on a tour of bushwick last week. she took some &lt;a href="http://drawingontheutopic.blogspot.com/2011/11/time-and-space-bushwick-day-of.html"&gt;great photos&lt;/a&gt; and posted them on her inspiring blog &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawingontheutopic.blogspot.com/"&gt;drawing on the utopic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. i love this one with gallery director jason andrew of &lt;a href="http://nortemaar.org/"&gt;norte maar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5017649712726716828?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5017649712726716828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5017649712726716828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5017649712726716828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5017649712726716828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/11/drawing-on-utopic-with-austin-thomas.html' title='drawing on the utopic at norte maar'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wtPaWeNRxzg/Tsmcnq0pLTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jn7cyWqOR9U/s72-c/concretesound_jason_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1486048429093367466</id><published>2011-11-16T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:50:37.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>concrete sound—a reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5G8lYBZ7CE/TsSRUs-l3jI/AAAAAAAAA04/qlwnydfZ06s/s1600/concretesound_book.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5G8lYBZ7CE/TsSRUs-l3jI/AAAAAAAAA04/qlwnydfZ06s/s400/concretesound_book.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675821215250767410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;please join me at &lt;a href="http://nortemaar.org/"&gt;norte maar&lt;/a&gt; for a reading with writer and poet &lt;a href="http://christinehou.com/"&gt;christine shan shan hou&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow at 7:30pm. she will be reading excerpts from &lt;i&gt;concrete sound&lt;/i&gt;, our collaborative publication that accompanies the exhibition—an experiment that unfolds the poetics of responding.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CONCRETE SOUND: a reading with writer and poet Christine Shan Shan Hou in collaboration with Audra Wolowiec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, November 17 at 7:30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closing Brunch Reception for the exhibition &lt;i&gt;Concrete Sound&lt;/i&gt; will be held Sunday, November 20th from 1-4pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NORTE MAAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;83 Wyckoff Avenue, #1B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn, NY 11237&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(L train to Jefferson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1486048429093367466?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1486048429093367466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1486048429093367466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1486048429093367466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1486048429093367466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/11/concrete-sounda-reading.html' title='concrete sound—a reading'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5G8lYBZ7CE/TsSRUs-l3jI/AAAAAAAAA04/qlwnydfZ06s/s72-c/concretesound_book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5686247114993460079</id><published>2011-11-10T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T21:22:56.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fluxus at the grey art gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FgFyjteM46A/Tryt2kKAfhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/vz1p54uMMe0/s1600/mieloshiomi_watermusic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FgFyjteM46A/Tryt2kKAfhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/vz1p54uMMe0/s400/mieloshiomi_watermusic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673600783510175250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mieko shiomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;water music&lt;/i&gt;, 1964&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vb_86JkTIhk/Tryv6-ShE5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/Fno8fPfDvnE/s1600/zenforfilm.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vb_86JkTIhk/Tryv6-ShE5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/Fno8fPfDvnE/s400/zenforfilm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673603058267919250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 290px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;nam june paik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;zen for film&lt;/i&gt;, 1964&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;at the very center of the earth is a cavity as large as your fist. in the cavity, on its back, lies a beetle. as long as he lies on his back all objects on the earth tend to fall toward him. he is trying to turn over. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from &lt;i&gt;thoughts on gravity&lt;/i&gt; by peter longazo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;translated by george brecht&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't mind to be "an artist" or &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"a composer"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i mind to be "human"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and all i do is just&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;simple (and complicated)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;searching of life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;teaching myself and others&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;how to live. to live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;otherwise. to live better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;milan knizak, 1972&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nyu.edu/greyart/exhibits/fluxus/index.html"&gt;fluxus and the essential questions of life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nyu.edu/greyart/"&gt;grey art gallery&lt;/a&gt; at new york university&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;september 9 - december 3, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5686247114993460079?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5686247114993460079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5686247114993460079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5686247114993460079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5686247114993460079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/11/fluxus-at-grey-art-gallery.html' title='fluxus at the grey art gallery'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FgFyjteM46A/Tryt2kKAfhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/vz1p54uMMe0/s72-c/mieloshiomi_watermusic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2592169281831615268</id><published>2011-10-24T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T18:45:57.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>concrete sound - an introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AikXIP-uEAc/TqYQkez4O3I/AAAAAAAAAzw/KqCHgoPAkbs/s1600/filmstrip_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AikXIP-uEAc/TqYQkez4O3I/AAAAAAAAAzw/KqCHgoPAkbs/s400/filmstrip_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667235400024341362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To wave in comfortable abstraction. The echo remains indeterminably against the fence. Friendship weighs and flatters while approaching the uneven. Do we want concrete? As if uncertainty looms unconventionally like a black skirt in the corner. Sound waves its left hand amongst tremors. The women in search of an echo may unhook themselves from the mirror. Attention can drop thought or hearing. Senses like alert chimneys without instruction. Can personal history be detached from the body? If I start with questions will there be a sense of openness? We started this without completion. Can we succeed in openness? What is succession but a bifocal channel? As if, we women, enamored with sound and curiosity were to rejoice incandescently with candlesticks and frosting. We still perch unevenly in our skirts. Here and there we go. A month. Two. The dialogue unfolds and loops in touring momentum. Cozy habitats bind us. Bending resistance up and down. How did this appear? What made you think of me? To gray indefinitely and then lean heavily amongst leaves. I prop myself up in a popping matter. Not being reduced to smoking chatter. Depth in transparency reveals our guests’ observations. Heaves in only one direction. Audra, you are contact and outline. It is the afternoon. I am reluctant and chiming, counting words inside breath. We must travel slowly and heedfully. So too, the body may be convinced.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://christinehou.com/"&gt;christine shan shan hou&lt;/a&gt;, october 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2592169281831615268?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2592169281831615268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2592169281831615268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2592169281831615268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2592169281831615268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/10/concrete-sound-introduction.html' title='concrete sound - an introduction'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AikXIP-uEAc/TqYQkez4O3I/AAAAAAAAAzw/KqCHgoPAkbs/s72-c/filmstrip_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1697488275713252515</id><published>2011-10-07T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:34:18.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the poetics of responding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy8zy-CBqXI/To_JHznysyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/42y0bFMh3qM/s1600/collage_hands2_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy8zy-CBqXI/To_JHznysyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/42y0bFMh3qM/s400/collage_hands2_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660964392581378850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;an echo—a tint of sound like color rushing in the wind&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can sound take on a geometric quality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it the shape of my mouth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;extruded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;he wants to know 'if the train went under the sea'&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if the line from my eyes to my hands is dotted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sensory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;disobedience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clings dramatically to the page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never a circle or persistent ringing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we meander along frivolous edges meantime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are just a few lines from a project i've been working on with the very talented writer &lt;a href="http://christinehou.com/"&gt;christine hou&lt;/a&gt;. we're putting together a publication of our conversations, a series of image and text exchanges that took place over email. the book, &lt;i&gt;concrete sound&lt;/i&gt;, will be featured in conjunction with my upcoming solo project at &lt;a href="http://nortemaar.org/"&gt;norte maar&lt;/a&gt; opening at the end of october.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her work, a beautiful collection of poems titled &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.publicationstudio.biz/books/75"&gt;accumulations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, was recently published by the independent press &lt;a href="http://www.publicationstudio.biz/"&gt;publication studio&lt;/a&gt;. you can read a selection of writing on her blog &lt;a href="http://christinehou.com/"&gt;hypothetical arrangements&lt;/a&gt; and be sure to keep an eye out for her reviews on dance and performance in the &lt;a href="http://www.brooklynrail.org/"&gt;brooklyn rail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1697488275713252515?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1697488275713252515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1697488275713252515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1697488275713252515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1697488275713252515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetics-of-responding.html' title='the poetics of responding'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy8zy-CBqXI/To_JHznysyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/42y0bFMh3qM/s72-c/collage_hands2_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8100046521191612036</id><published>2011-09-19T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:42:43.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>experimental notations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5It5RZYUE/Tnfmo2rfWJI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bGgzy3qUQhw/s1600/experimentalnotations.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5It5RZYUE/Tnfmo2rfWJI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bGgzy3qUQhw/s400/experimentalnotations.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654241446734026898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pleased to have a few pieces in the group show &lt;a href="http://www.macarthurbarthur.com/curent-show/09/05/2011/experimental-notations/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;experimental notations&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;an exhibition of dialogues between sound and visual representation and the systems or interpretive strategies that inspire them. Through video, drawing, and sculpture, these non-traditional scores will be accompanied by the sound which inspired their creation or, resulted from the score.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://flavorpill.com/sanfrancisco/events/2011/9/9/mcmaf-presents-experimental-notations"&gt;Experimental Notations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;curated by Jeff Ray, Kevin P. Clarke, Carrie Hott, and Elizabeth Bernstein in collaboration with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;Mission Creek Music Festival, &lt;a href="http://www.fracturedatlas.org/site/fiscal/profile?id=3370"&gt;Royal NoneSuch Gallery&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.macarthurbarthur.com/curent-show/09/05/2011/experimental-notations/"&gt;MacArthur B Arthur&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;September 9 – October 2, 2011 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;featuring artists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jillauckenthaler.com/"&gt; Jill Auckenthaler&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jessekauppila.com/"&gt;Jesse Boardman Kauppila&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.briancaraway.com/"&gt;Brian Caraway&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mostancient.com/"&gt;Veronica Graham &amp;amp; Jesse Eisenhower&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.waynegrim.com/"&gt;Wayne Grim&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://carey-lin.com/"&gt;Carey Lin&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Kate O’Donnell, &lt;a href="http://www.farleygwazda.net/proj.html"&gt;Farley Gwazda&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sfsound.org/matt/"&gt;Matt Ingalls&lt;/a&gt;, Jeff Kaiser, Michael Kelly, &lt;a href="http://scottkiernan.com/home.html"&gt;Scott Kiernan&lt;/a&gt;, Michelle King, Katrina Lamb, Andy Lambert, Colin McKelvey, Joel St. Julien &amp;amp; Jesus Beltran, Chris Vogel, &lt;a href="http://www.audrawolowiec.com"&gt;Audra Wolowiec&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8100046521191612036?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8100046521191612036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8100046521191612036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8100046521191612036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8100046521191612036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/09/experimental-notations.html' title='experimental notations'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5It5RZYUE/Tnfmo2rfWJI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bGgzy3qUQhw/s72-c/experimentalnotations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7735032813867158512</id><published>2011-09-04T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T21:25:59.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a found score to a silent hymn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;1. [silence] RE: Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;2. [silence] Re: Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;3. [silence] Re: Re: Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;4. [silence] Re: Re: Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;5. [silence] Re: Re: Re: Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;6. [silence] Re: Re: Re: Re: Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;7. [silence] Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;8. [silence] Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Hmmmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;this is a shortened thread from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="https://lists.virginia.edu/sympa/arc/silence/2010-12/mail1.html#00011"&gt;silence digest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, a mailing list dedicated to the work of john cage. i love how it reads as a silent score. some interviews with john cage &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcHnL7aS64Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q2tNeoMKyq8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;—i do my best to make each moment like something that i am not familiar with&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;—to reach the impossibility of transferring from one like image to another&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;—i want something i don't yet know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7735032813867158512?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7735032813867158512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7735032813867158512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7735032813867158512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7735032813867158512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-do-my-best-to-make-each-moment-like.html' title='a found score to a silent hymn'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6567704920119855022</id><published>2011-08-30T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T18:35:12.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>found (in the blue august moon)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rzIMpN8uDGU/Tk2Nf2qVbLI/AAAAAAAAAzI/n_rQIkSyPfE/s1600/oscillatinguniverse_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rzIMpN8uDGU/Tk2Nf2qVbLI/AAAAAAAAAzI/n_rQIkSyPfE/s400/oscillatinguniverse_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642321486553640114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;on a clear moonless night in august, among the numberless faint and bright stars strewn all over the darkness of the summer sky, a delicately luminescent band of light, without sharp outlines, stretches overhead, rising from the northeast and approaching the horizon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the oscillating universe&lt;/i&gt; by ernst j. opik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;title by brian eno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6567704920119855022?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6567704920119855022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6567704920119855022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6567704920119855022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6567704920119855022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/08/found-in-blue-august-moon.html' title='found (in the blue august moon)'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rzIMpN8uDGU/Tk2Nf2qVbLI/AAAAAAAAAzI/n_rQIkSyPfE/s72-c/oscillatinguniverse_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1039501198191101634</id><published>2011-08-18T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:53:49.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>found (thoughts left unsaid)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzeUnY72XEg/Tk2O2xaSqYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nL6Hp7eIhqw/s1600/hmm_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzeUnY72XEg/Tk2O2xaSqYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nL6Hp7eIhqw/s400/hmm_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642322979792791938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1039501198191101634?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1039501198191101634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1039501198191101634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1039501198191101634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1039501198191101634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/08/found-thoughts-left-unsaid.html' title='found (thoughts left unsaid)'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzeUnY72XEg/Tk2O2xaSqYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nL6Hp7eIhqw/s72-c/hmm_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3254125697682279620</id><published>2011-08-12T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:24:45.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>towards poetic activism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SOMETIMES DOING SOMETHING POETIC CAN BECOME POLITICAL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SOMETIMES DOING SOMETHING POLITICAL CAN BECOME POETIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://ps1.org/exhibitions/view/322"&gt;francis alÿs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;poetic activism promotes provocative and compelling ways of talking and writing, ways that unsettle the common sense, taken for granted realities, and invite others into new dialogic spaces.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;poetic activism is based on the appreciation of the power of language to make new and different things possible and important—an appreciation which becomes possible only when one's aim becomes an expanding repertoire of alternative descriptions rather than 'the one right description'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.ecoling.net/Feb4.htm"&gt;language and ecology online magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by arran stibbe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3254125697682279620?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3254125697682279620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3254125697682279620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3254125697682279620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3254125697682279620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/08/towards-poetic-activism.html' title='towards poetic activism'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4162790279508779071</id><published>2011-08-02T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:09:57.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>group show at A.I.R. Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rwATYUn1bj0/TjjskAbd0LI/AAAAAAAAAyw/SVxO24_aYMs/s1600/RRlogo_sm.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm pleased to announce a group show at A.I.R. gallery that opens this thursday. artists include: &lt;a href="http://www.marybillyou.com/"&gt;mary billyou&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amandabrowder.com/"&gt;amanda browder&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.carolineburghardt.com/"&gt;caroline burghardt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2008/11/lisa-caccioppoli.html"&gt;lisa caccioppoli&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-coyle.html"&gt;david coyle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.martinesteves.com/"&gt;martin esteves&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2008/11/jamie-kim.html"&gt;jamie kim&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.deirdremcconnell.com/"&gt;deirdre mcconnell&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.katherinmcinnis.com"&gt;katherin mcinnis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.christopherrose-art.com/"&gt;christopher rose&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.pan-o-matic.com/home"&gt;stephanie rothenberg&lt;/a&gt; with dan s. wang, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.janosstone.com"&gt;janos stone&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.audrawolowiec.com"&gt;audra wolowiec&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.airgallery.org/"&gt;A.I.R. (artists in residence) gallery&lt;/a&gt; has a rich history of supporting women artists—it was founded in 1972 as the first artist-run gallery solely for women in the united states and has served as a model for other alternative organizations to follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;artist presentations are scheduled on thursday evenings starting at 7 pm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aug 11 - &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/caroline-burghardt.html"&gt;caroline burghardt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/martin-esteves.html"&gt;martin esteves&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/katherin-mcinnis.html"&gt;katherin mcinnis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aug 18 - &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/mary-billyou.html"&gt;mary billyou&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2008/11/deirdre-mcconnell.html"&gt;deirdre mcconnell&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/stephanie-rothenberg.html"&gt;stephanie rothenberg&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/janos-stone.html"&gt;janos stone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aug 25 - &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/amanda-browder.html"&gt;amanda browder&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/chris-rose.html"&gt;christopher rose&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/03/saturday-march-20-events.html"&gt;audra wolowiec&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;mixed use&lt;/i&gt;, a selection of videos and films on the alternative use of public space, organized by &lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/mary-billyou.html"&gt;mary billyou&lt;/a&gt;, will screen on tuesday, aug 16, 6-8 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.airgallery.org/"&gt;A.I.R. gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;111 front St, 2nd floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brooklyn, NY 11201&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;august 5th through august 27th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opening: thursday, august 4th from 6-9pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4162790279508779071?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4162790279508779071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4162790279508779071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4162790279508779071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4162790279508779071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/08/round-robin-artist-collective-in.html' title='group show at A.I.R. Gallery'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4098156577034864285</id><published>2011-07-28T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:27:04.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weavers of speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju-VerDab-8/TjH7bPdeaoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/br4plarS8OI/s1600/weaversofspeech_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju-VerDab-8/TjH7bPdeaoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/br4plarS8OI/s400/weaversofspeech_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634561054242400898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;truly the telephone operators have been called "weavers of speech." their swift, skilled fingers intertwine the voices and activities of communities and continents. for daily, as upon a magic loom, the world is bound together by telephone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bell telephone system advertisement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;national geographic magazine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oct 1935&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4098156577034864285?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4098156577034864285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4098156577034864285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4098156577034864285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4098156577034864285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/07/weavers-of-speech.html' title='weavers of speech'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju-VerDab-8/TjH7bPdeaoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/br4plarS8OI/s72-c/weaversofspeech_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-9079595291578854537</id><published>2011-07-27T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:30:06.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the music of the city is free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;you need not leave your room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;remain sitting at your table and listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;you need not even listen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;simply wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;don't even wait; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;just learn to become quiet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and still, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and solitary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the world will offer itself to you freely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to be unmasked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it has no choice; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;-franz kafka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;title from my recent text installation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;on view at &lt;a href="http://www.airgallery.org/"&gt;A.I.R. gallery&lt;/a&gt; in august&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-9079595291578854537?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/9079595291578854537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=9079595291578854537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/9079595291578854537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/9079595291578854537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/07/music-of-city-is-free.html' title='the music of the city is free'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5993221954546647163</id><published>2011-07-23T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:54:53.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from the ear to the page</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEVSW-fferE/TitRcEhqbqI/AAAAAAAAAyA/CmmA9318KJM/s1600/score2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEVSW-fferE/TitRcEhqbqI/AAAAAAAAAyA/CmmA9318KJM/s320/score2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632685301650058914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ntJXu_zzoAE/TitRr2U6EKI/AAAAAAAAAyY/I15km19RvNc/s1600/tincans.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ntJXu_zzoAE/TitRr2U6EKI/AAAAAAAAAyY/I15km19RvNc/s320/tincans.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632685572716368034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbJbvcbkSOw/TitRmoWlvXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/TQhHBAsxHfs/s1600/tincantelephone.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a few weeks ago i led a children's workshop in upstate new york at the &lt;a href="http://www.wassaicproject.org/"&gt;wassaic project artist residency&lt;/a&gt;. taking note from christian marclay's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/magazineus/features/finch/whitney-museum6-9-10_detail.asp?picnum=3"&gt;graffiti composition&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;we talked about what sounds might look like, listened very closely, and drew sounds on blank music composition sheets. we also experimented with making tin can telephones. the kids were great, sofie drew an amazing volanco, and the telephones actually worked!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my work is currently being shown as part of the &lt;a href="http://www.wassaicproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/wassaic_summer11_back.jpg"&gt;wassaic summer exhibition&lt;/a&gt; on view through the end of august with a three day free music festival august 5-7th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5993221954546647163?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5993221954546647163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5993221954546647163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5993221954546647163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5993221954546647163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-ear-to-page.html' title='from the ear to the page'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEVSW-fferE/TitRcEhqbqI/AAAAAAAAAyA/CmmA9318KJM/s72-c/score2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2302556403652150860</id><published>2011-07-20T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T14:52:10.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a dabblerist manifesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xPy27kMmw/TicwLYyTEWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/BmOeaCCbX9A/s1600/dabblerist_manifesto_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xPy27kMmw/TicwLYyTEWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/BmOeaCCbX9A/s400/dabblerist_manifesto_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631522831240204642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just received this publication in the mail from los angeles based artist, &lt;a href="http://plus1plus1plus.org/"&gt;adam overton&lt;/a&gt;, founder of &lt;a href="http://uploaddownloadperform.net/"&gt;upload..download..perform&lt;/a&gt;, an experimental performance score database. from &lt;a href="http://signifysanctifybelieve.org/LibraryOfSacredTechnologies"&gt;the library of sacred technologies&lt;/a&gt;, here is an excerpt from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://signifysanctifybelieve.org/LibraryOfSacredTechnologies/ADabbleristManifesto"&gt;a dabblerist manifesto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the DABBLER is decidedly humble, enjoying the unknown, wed to experimentation of various scales.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the DABBLER believes in starting as much as in stopping, in speeding up as much as slowing down, in pausing and waiting awhile as much as in enduring&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the DABBLER sees FICTION as a portal to Truth, and witnesses NONSENSE GALORE abounding around us as proof of mankind's innate poetic predilection - FICTION as a means to temporarily disobey CERTAINTY, to briefly engage with the unseen, the impure, the off-limits, the unseemly, as a means to momentarily invert one's existence and beliefs - SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF is rather the practice of TEMPORARY BELIEF, the beloved disposition of DIPPING!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an instruction from his current project &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://uploaddownloadperform.net/uploads/AdamOverton/AdamOverton-WalkerInvisiblePerformancesPamphlet.pdf"&gt;invisible and subtle performances for the walker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, composed for visitors at the &lt;a href="http://www.walkerart.org/"&gt;walker art museum&lt;/a&gt; on behalf of &lt;a href="http://machineproject.com/"&gt;machine project&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;at any point&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;today or any other day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;publicly or privately&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;subtly, undrammatically&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;as genuinely as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;for as long as necessary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;some, all, or [n]one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2302556403652150860?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2302556403652150860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2302556403652150860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2302556403652150860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2302556403652150860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/07/dabblerist-manifesto.html' title='a dabblerist manifesto'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xPy27kMmw/TicwLYyTEWI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/BmOeaCCbX9A/s72-c/dabblerist_manifesto_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3638014548406664871</id><published>2011-07-17T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:18:22.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if on a winter's (summer) night</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;the novel begins in a railway station, a locomotive huffs, steam from a piston covers the opening of a chapter, a cloud of smoke hides part of the first paragraph. there is someone looking through the befogged glass, he opens the glass door of the bar, everything is misty, inside, too, as if seen by nearsighted eyes, or eyes irritated by dust of coal. the pages of the book are clouded like the windows of an old train, the cloud of smoke rests on the sentences. it is a rainy evening; the man enters the bar; he unbuttons his damp overcoat; a cloud of steam enfolds him; a whistle dies away along tracks that are glistening with rain, as far as the eye can see.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if on a winter's night a traveller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by italo calvino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3638014548406664871?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3638014548406664871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3638014548406664871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3638014548406664871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3638014548406664871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-on-winters-summer-night.html' title='if on a winter&apos;s (summer) night'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3393543952205980102</id><published>2011-06-16T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:29:08.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eraser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qMqUl4tMtI/TfosfAJFjkI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Hk152Pcs8NU/s1600/Eraser2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qMqUl4tMtI/TfosfAJFjkI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Hk152Pcs8NU/s400/Eraser2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618852396223794754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qMqUl4tMtI/TfosfAJFjkI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Hk152Pcs8NU/s1600/Eraser2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a few pieces in this group show opening tonight at &lt;a href="http://magnanmetz.com/"&gt;magnan-metz&lt;/a&gt; in chelsea. listed as a must-see at &lt;a href="http://culture.wnyc.org/blogs/gallerina/2011/jun/02/datebook-june-2/"&gt;wnyc&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;together, these artists explore the limits of what is visible, legible, or audible. facing off with absence, the exhibited artists mine the potential of empty space to represent radical negation and remaking. they do this through literal acts of erasure that involve intensely physical processes such as bleaching, redaction, or defacement; but they also deal with the idea metaphorically and allude to the ways abstraction is a form of erasure itself. the incomplete or attenuated forms on view are invitations to confront the unknown or the invisible, but also to fill in the blanks or make the picture whole again.  everyday experience is filled with acts of erasure, from the traumatic to the simply puzzling, from the personal to the historical. names unintentionally vanish from our memories and we purposefully forget an ex-lover.  censors shape the television we watch and there's a ready-and-waiting delete button on your computer. meanwhile, clandestine military action, secret prisons, disappearing bodies in juarez and political disenfranchisement point to a much darker side of this idea. the artists in this exhibition are exploring the process of erasure and the texture of the experience; in doing so they remind us of what's at stake.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;...redactions are aural in an audra wolowiec sound piece that intimately registers the sibilant breaks between words and the material qualities of silence&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://magnanmetz.com/exhibitions/"&gt;eraser&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://magnanmetz.com/"&gt;magnan-metz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;featuring work by artists &lt;a href="http://www.2megapixels.com/"&gt;vincent dermody&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shantigrumbine.com/home.html"&gt;shanti grumbine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shereehovsepian.com/home.html"&gt;sheree hovsepian&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.curtismann.com/"&gt;curtis mann&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://christophermichlig.com/"&gt;christopher michlig&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.maximilianschubert.com/"&gt;maximilian schubert&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pedrovelezartist.blogspot.com/"&gt;pedro velez&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.audrawolowiec.com/"&gt;audra wolowiec&lt;/a&gt;, curated by rachel furnari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;521 w 26th st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new york city 10001&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;june 2 - july 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opening: june 16 from 6-8pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3393543952205980102?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3393543952205980102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3393543952205980102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3393543952205980102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3393543952205980102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/06/eraser.html' title='eraser'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qMqUl4tMtI/TfosfAJFjkI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Hk152Pcs8NU/s72-c/Eraser2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-973245858648811925</id><published>2011-06-10T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T20:11:08.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few notes on text</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zwN1ucn1A0/TfKWG81OJEI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MKCS5m0TMMY/s1600/text_notes1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zwN1ucn1A0/TfKWG81OJEI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MKCS5m0TMMY/s400/text_notes1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616716731437163586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a quick list as a reminder of the many ways language-based work can begin to exist outside, in public, and off the page.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;subtitles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;liner notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instructions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;murals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;billboards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-973245858648811925?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/973245858648811925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=973245858648811925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/973245858648811925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/973245858648811925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/06/few-notes-on-text.html' title='a few notes on text'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zwN1ucn1A0/TfKWG81OJEI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MKCS5m0TMMY/s72-c/text_notes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-815542419756484961</id><published>2011-06-02T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T01:27:46.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meet me at the market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYJbLAfiCVg/TeiL8rfbQVI/AAAAAAAAAww/7ZDA-LdTx7E/s1600/MooreStreetMarket.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYJbLAfiCVg/TeiL8rfbQVI/AAAAAAAAAww/7ZDA-LdTx7E/s400/MooreStreetMarket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613890810100269394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; this weekend please &lt;a href="http://www.pocketutopia.com/"&gt;MEET ME AT THE MARKET&lt;/a&gt; for a series of events and installations hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.austinthomas.org/"&gt;austin thomas&lt;/a&gt; as part of &lt;a href="http://artsinbushwick.org/bos2011/"&gt;bushwick open studios&lt;/a&gt;, an event the &lt;a href="http://www.thelmagazine.com/newyork/bushwick-open-studios-2011/Event?oid=2096865"&gt;L magazine&lt;/a&gt; describes as "the best new york city art event of the year. hundreds of artists welcome the public into their workspaces, virtually every empty space in the neighborhood becomes a spontaneous exhibition, and nightly performances, screenings and parties help the art-saturated crowds unwind."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;using the moore street market as muse, 7 artists combine art and food for a series of weekend events during &lt;a href="http://artsinbushwick.org/bos2011/"&gt;bushwick open studios&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.lizatz.com/"&gt;liz atzberger&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sharonlbutler.com/"&gt;sharon butler&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.brecehoneycutt.com/"&gt;brece honeycutt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.larskremer.com/"&gt;lars kremer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://drawingontheutopic.blogspot.com/"&gt;austin thomas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://julietorres.weebly.com/"&gt;julie torres&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.audrawolowiec.com/"&gt;audra wolowiec&lt;/a&gt;, with music by the push pops and food by &lt;a href="http://www.farmcartnyc.com/www.farmcartnyc.com/Biergarten.html"&gt;FARMCART&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be showing a series of take-away prints, please stop by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moore street market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;110 moore street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; brooklyn, ny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday june 4 from 10am - 8pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday june 5 from 11am - 5pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-815542419756484961?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/815542419756484961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=815542419756484961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/815542419756484961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/815542419756484961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/06/meet-me-at-market.html' title='meet me at the market'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYJbLAfiCVg/TeiL8rfbQVI/AAAAAAAAAww/7ZDA-LdTx7E/s72-c/MooreStreetMarket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4847170407151719198</id><published>2011-06-01T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T18:12:17.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it takes two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDkBnBmqENM/Tebhkglzn_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/5mtcdVwMS4c/s1600/thresholdsmagazine_future.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDkBnBmqENM/Tebhkglzn_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/5mtcdVwMS4c/s400/thresholdsmagazine_future.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613422002903949298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDkBnBmqENM/Tebhkglzn_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/5mtcdVwMS4c/s1600/thresholdsmagazine_future.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a few announcements from &lt;a href="http://www.studio-and.com/"&gt;studio AND&lt;/a&gt;, my collaborative project with designer &lt;a href="http://www.nielscosman.com/"&gt;niels cosman&lt;/a&gt;. we have work in &lt;a href="http://www.hyperopiaprojects.com/"&gt;{SUPERPOSITION}&lt;/a&gt;, a show that opens tomorrow in seattle, and are so proud to be featured in thresholds magazine, &lt;a href="http://architecture.mit.edu/thresholds/issue/38.html"&gt;issue 38: future&lt;/a&gt;, themed around speculations and ideas informing what is yet to come. a note from the editor, orkan telhan: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;future never arrives 'as is.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;writing for and with future increases awareness of what it is now. it improves the capacity to deal with the fear of the unknown; not the one that is probable now, but rather the one that is to come—the one that can suspend its image from the present.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;cities are always known best from their fictional artifacts. but one needs to be really lucky to find an urban meteorite imagined by &lt;b&gt;studio AND&lt;/b&gt;. in times when it is easy to lose oneself in the nausea of cities, urban meteorites are like mysterious street diamonds—the contemporary bread crumbs—perhaps our only hope to imagine a way back home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the entire issue is currently available to read online &lt;a href="http://architecture.mit.edu/thresholds/issue/thresholds_38.pdf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWDBTw-9gh8/TebhQIbEprI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uIV_ApKarEU/s1600/superposition_logo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWDBTw-9gh8/TebhQIbEprI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uIV_ApKarEU/s400/superposition_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613421652819093170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 327px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hyperopiaprojects.com/"&gt;{SUPERPOSITION}&lt;/a&gt; is a juried show of sculptural glass and glass related sculpture that will be held concurrent with the Glass Art Society Conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;this show features artists whose works inhabit so many places simultaneously that they might not fit into any of theme. {SUPERPOSITION} consists of works that directly address this condition of being in multiple places at once, as well as projects produced by artists who inhabit the fringes of genres. t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;his chaos and uncertainty result in extremely fertile ground for the growth of new ideas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{SUPERPOSITION}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hypertopia projects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;619 western building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seattle, WA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;june 2-23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opening june 2, 5-8pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4847170407151719198?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4847170407151719198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4847170407151719198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4847170407151719198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4847170407151719198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-takes-two.html' title='it takes two'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDkBnBmqENM/Tebhkglzn_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/5mtcdVwMS4c/s72-c/thresholdsmagazine_future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1339836224843499677</id><published>2011-05-30T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:44:52.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from here to here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qm0Pvs7olpk/TeSEIcV39EI/AAAAAAAAAwU/I137XqJqENo/s1600/startwhereyouare_postcard1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qm0Pvs7olpk/TeSEIcV39EI/AAAAAAAAAwU/I137XqJqENo/s400/startwhereyouare_postcard1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612756316192240706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebkhTVatiKM/TeSD4NaQ_zI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Zmxw4y-CA08/s1600/startwhereyouare_postcard2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebkhTVatiKM/TeSD4NaQ_zI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Zmxw4y-CA08/s400/startwhereyouare_postcard2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612756037306220338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this postcard is currently in transit to &lt;a href="http://hyperallergic.com/"&gt;hyperallergic&lt;/a&gt; for the upcoming &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyperallergic.com/24026/postcards/"&gt;mail art bulletin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; taking place at their blogging headquarters in brooklyn. "postcards are the tweets of the mail art world," they say, "pithy, quick and often clever, they communicate without the ceremony of unveiling that most other mail art exploits."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the text on the back is from the opening scene in &lt;i&gt;permanent vacation&lt;/i&gt;, an early &lt;a href="http://www.sensesofcinema.com/2003/great-directors/jarmusch/"&gt;jim jarmusch&lt;/a&gt; film from 1981.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to contribute, send your mail art to (deadline june 8th):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HYPERALLERGIC HQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;181 north 11th street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suite 302&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brooklyn, ny 11211&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a side note, check out the current issue of &lt;a href="http://www.esopusmag.com/archivesub.php?Id=3887&amp;amp;pID=3887"&gt;esopus magazine&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://www.esopusmag.com/archivesubright.php?Id=3890&amp;amp;pID=3887"&gt;articles&lt;/a&gt; and images by one of the main founders of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mail_art"&gt;mail art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ray_Johnson"&gt;ray johnson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1339836224843499677?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1339836224843499677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1339836224843499677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1339836224843499677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1339836224843499677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/05/from-here-to-here.html' title='from here to here'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qm0Pvs7olpk/TeSEIcV39EI/AAAAAAAAAwU/I137XqJqENo/s72-c/startwhereyouare_postcard1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8172037269860278378</id><published>2011-05-18T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:32:06.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sonata in primordial sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb08rMzVcTc/TdR_HQLb66I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Q6WLboIuIXA/s1600/schwitters1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb08rMzVcTc/TdR_HQLb66I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Q6WLboIuIXA/s400/schwitters1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608247198561856418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;on a recent visit to the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/04/01/arts/design/kurt-schwitters-exhibition-at-princeton-museum-review.html"&gt;kurt schwitters&lt;/a&gt; exhibition at the &lt;a href="http://artmuseum.princeton.edu/news/Schwitters/"&gt;princeton art museum&lt;/a&gt; (on view through june 26th), i was so taken with the way his work crossed disciplines. from collage, sculpture, architecture, sound and performance, he seamlessly jumped from medium to medium, often traversing the boundaries by use of language. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the artist's great theoretical contribution was "merz", derived from the german work "kommerz" (commerce). more than a genre or a medium, "merz" was a method, and it involved the selection, organization, and "entformung" (transformation) of found materials: literally, the creation of the new out of the old, of art out of waste. "merz" was also a brand that schwitters promoted diligently throughout his life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my favorite piece on view was &lt;i&gt;ursonate (sonata in primordial sounds)&lt;/i&gt;, 1923-32. a phonetic poem based on dadaist raoul hasmann's &lt;i&gt;fmbwtäzäu&lt;/i&gt;, it consisted of nonsensical yet rhythmic utterances referred to as "the archaic, the primitive, the prelinguistic"—vocal combinations that precede the conventions of formal language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;more than a text to be read, "ursonate" is a score to be performed, its phonetic combinations uttered at various speeds and in a variety of keys. schwitters and hausman were among many artists in the early to mid-twentieth century to experiment with concrete poetry on the one hand, and to liberate language from syntax, meaning, and communication on the other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more on &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/sound/schwitters.html"&gt;kurt schwitters&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://ubumexico.centro.org.mx/sound/schwitters_kurt/Schwitters-Kurt_Ursonate-Merz-No.-24_1932.mp3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ursonate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/sound/hausmann.html"&gt;raoul hasmann&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://ubumexico.centro.org.mx/sound/hausmann_raoul/Hausmann-Raoul_Phonemes.mp3"&gt;phonemes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) can be found on the &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/sound/"&gt;ubuweb sound archive&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8172037269860278378?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8172037269860278378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8172037269860278378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8172037269860278378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8172037269860278378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/05/sonata-in-primordial-sounds.html' title='sonata in primordial sounds'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb08rMzVcTc/TdR_HQLb66I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Q6WLboIuIXA/s72-c/schwitters1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3025831541609750364</id><published>2011-05-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:30:08.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a ballet in three movements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LkoQ8fy4rnk/Tc34WUI_a8I/AAAAAAAAAvs/mls2IYr1WLU/s1600/thenewcriterion.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MCEcdlKOxk/TciWZTwR2pI/AAAAAAAAAus/HiN7fX8aeFY/s1600/BrooklynRailMay2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MCEcdlKOxk/TciWZTwR2pI/AAAAAAAAAus/HiN7fX8aeFY/s400/BrooklynRailMay2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604895097806248594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a wonderful review in &lt;a href="http://brooklynrail.org/"&gt;the brooklyn rail&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;i&gt;in the use of others for the change&lt;/i&gt;, a recent collaboration with choreographer julia gleich, by thomas micchelli. click &lt;a href="http://brooklynrail.org/2011/05/artseen/in-the-use-of-others-for-the-change"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read the full article, a short excerpt below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunny lighting, mauve tunics, and galloping leaps gave way to enveloping shadow, gray leotards, and lurches, tics, and scissor-like chops. Four of the six dancers—Michelle Buckley, Brittany Fridenstine, Kate Kelley, and Morgan Claire McEwen—skittered across the stage, as if on rollers, to the pops, clicks, elided words and deep breathing of Audra Wolowiec’s highly effective concrete score.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or they would snap upward from all fours and just as abruptly collapse. I thought of Hans Bellmer and the Brothers Quay. The other two dancers, Claire McKeveny and Mary Jane Ward, sat on the floor on either side of the performance space (and so far downstage they were virtually part of the audience), working with markers and stencils on sheets of paper, surrounded by scatterings of colored scraps.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This activity recalled the working process of Austin Thomas, who created the visual design of the first movement (“Vectors”), which consisted of dual projections from what appeared to be pages of the artist’s sketchbooks. These projected abstractions, angled into the corners of the Center for Performance Research’s wide, clean, box-like space, acted as a diptych (in fact, as slides of double-page spreads, they were diptychs-within-a-diptych) and signaled the form of the entire work.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LkoQ8fy4rnk/Tc34WUI_a8I/AAAAAAAAAvs/mls2IYr1WLU/s1600/thenewcriterion.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LkoQ8fy4rnk/Tc34WUI_a8I/AAAAAAAAAvs/mls2IYr1WLU/s400/thenewcriterion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606410173393365954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MCEcdlKOxk/TciWZTwR2pI/AAAAAAAAAus/HiN7fX8aeFY/s1600/BrooklynRailMay2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MCEcdlKOxk/TciWZTwR2pI/AAAAAAAAAus/HiN7fX8aeFY/s1600/BrooklynRailMay2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MCEcdlKOxk/TciWZTwR2pI/AAAAAAAAAus/HiN7fX8aeFY/s1600/BrooklynRailMay2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another review (with a few notes on collaboration) in &lt;a href="http://www.newcriterion.com/"&gt;the new criterion&lt;/a&gt; by james panero. to read the full article click &lt;a href="http://www.newcriterion.com/articles.cfm/Gallery-chronicle-7040"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;After intermission came “In the Use of Others,” a ballet in three movements. Austin Thomas along with the artists Kevin Regan and Andrew Hurst each supplied designs, and Audra Wolowiec added sound to Thomas’s program. Collaborations work when artists wander together, taken in by each other’s art. Perhaps Bushwick has a particular sensibility that tends to be less armored, less ironic than other scenes, and therefore more willing to give over one’s work to a collaborative end. For “Parade,” Cocteau said that his “dream was to hear the music of Picasso’s guitars.” Here, through the addition of each artist’s work, in the form of projections, readings, and mechanical and recorded sounds, the dancers became the art, with images projected on them and their silhouettes carved out of the projections on the back wall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The collaborations exposed new depths of each of the artists’ practices: angular dances accentuated the “vectors” of Thomas’s stenciled works; dancers gradually entered the stage as Kevin Regan read, repeated, and echoed Lilly’s text in the mantra-like use of mirroring and repetition; dancers whipped up a frenzy for the cyclone of debris in Hurst’s collages and assemblages. For the culmination, or “decumulation” as it was called, Hurst himself performed a harmonica blues riff as he entered and exited the stage, with a lone dancer snapping alongside him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3025831541609750364?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3025831541609750364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3025831541609750364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3025831541609750364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3025831541609750364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballet-in-three-movements.html' title='a ballet in three movements'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MCEcdlKOxk/TciWZTwR2pI/AAAAAAAAAus/HiN7fX8aeFY/s72-c/BrooklynRailMay2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-905417680956946250</id><published>2011-04-29T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T09:52:44.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a language made of string</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHApOnjV5Hc/TbsdoSHG5yI/AAAAAAAAAuk/gZVJ70zocQ8/s1600/catscradle_nationalgeographic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHApOnjV5Hc/TbsdoSHG5yI/AAAAAAAAAuk/gZVJ70zocQ8/s400/catscradle_nationalgeographic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601103139458967330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;cat's cradle, here an adult pastime, forms symbolic designs that tell island myths. stringed figures help ameila de pakarati to narate the story of hotu matu'a, easter island's legendary first king, and his long canoe voyage in search of a new land for his people. often amelia chants as she weaves. her husband (above), stares through one of her designs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the article &lt;i&gt;easter island and its mysterious monuments&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;national geographic magazine, january 1962, vol. 121, no. 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;what must a language sound like told through a line of string?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;upon asking myself that question, i came across &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=V-dfAAAAIAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&amp;amp;q&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;easter island: the rapanui speech and the peopling of southeast polynesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, by william churchill and hippolyte roussel. published in 1912, this little gem, now part of the google online public domain archive, provides a dictionary of the language of easter island. onomatopoetic meanderings, an excerpt from page 95:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kukina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sound when one swallows with difficulty, sound of an object when struck, sound of running water. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;_uina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, sound of a gun, of a whip, of snapped fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kuku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; mother of pearl tool. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;_uu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, a shell knife, netting needle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kukui&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to wipe off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kukumu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to close the fist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kukuororagi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a dove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;kumia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;kumukumu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to prepare small portions of food pressed with the hand. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;_umua&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, to make into balls, to press, to wring. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;kumu-hei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, a small bundle of fragrant herbs. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;_kumu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, to bring in the hollow of the hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-905417680956946250?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/905417680956946250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=905417680956946250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/905417680956946250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/905417680956946250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/04/language-made-of-string.html' title='a language made of string'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHApOnjV5Hc/TbsdoSHG5yI/AAAAAAAAAuk/gZVJ70zocQ8/s72-c/catscradle_nationalgeographic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7516694818255696415</id><published>2011-04-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T18:25:42.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few notes on (taking one's) time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7qECDrjDyg/TbTplsbYV4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/l32krxHcrQ8/s1600/onkawara2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7qECDrjDyg/TbTplsbYV4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/l32krxHcrQ8/s320/onkawara2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599357070518802306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;date paintings&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.davidzwirner.com/artists/13/selected_works_1.htm"&gt;on kawara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"perhaps art is simply a particular way of &lt;i&gt;taking&lt;/i&gt; time and primarily, for us art-lovers, viewers, and strollers who keep company with works of art, artists, and art venues, follow events and let ourselves go to slip into the right rhythm for discovering surprises, a sensual tempo sustained by feverish or drifting attention depending on when and where we are. but perhaps this time taken is only possible because it replies to time offered, &lt;i&gt;displayed&lt;/i&gt;, to a special relationship with duration, another way of &lt;i&gt;taking&lt;/i&gt; time where works of art are its crafted exploration and crystallization, its sedimentation at a particular moment. ultimately, this is the art we love, that goes on living inside us by transforming us, &lt;i&gt;appealing&lt;/i&gt; to us: a kind of leafing through time which finds ways of popping-up and joining us in all manner of objects, forms, and gestures. &lt;i&gt;taking time&lt;/i&gt; is therefore seizing reality alone, facing up to what nobody can deny, what inescapably forms us, unremittingly announcing our human condition."&lt;div&gt;- thierry davila from &lt;i&gt;on kawara: the 90's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading this today brought to mind an &lt;a href="http://www.counterstreamradio.org/specialprograms/monk_bjork/"&gt;interview between meredith monk and bjork&lt;/a&gt; where they talk about various interstices between the body, time, and the voice as its own language. at a moment when the two singers were discussing landscape and working outside, bjork mentioned that she often writes music while walking, resulting in most of her music keeping a pace of 80 bpm—&lt;i&gt;a sensual tempo sustained by feverish or drifting attention depending on when and where we are&lt;/i&gt;—a rhythm based on internal measurement, one the body can not escape—a &lt;i&gt;haptic time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7516694818255696415?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7516694818255696415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7516694818255696415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7516694818255696415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7516694818255696415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/04/few-notes-on-taking-time.html' title='a few notes on (taking one&apos;s) time'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7qECDrjDyg/TbTplsbYV4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/l32krxHcrQ8/s72-c/onkawara2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-796816519554041967</id><published>2011-04-17T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:23:21.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>site / sound / space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cI-Z8vcIm78/TauWrGSZywI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EWNwKbvjCgo/s1600/ballet.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the other week, writer and photographer katarina hybenova came by for a studio visit and &lt;a href="http://bushwickdaily.com/?p=2000"&gt;wrote about our meeting&lt;/a&gt; on her blog, &lt;a href="http://bushwickdaily.com/"&gt;the bushwick daily&lt;/a&gt;, where she brought up some interesting questions about the connections between sculpture and sound. after giving it some thought, one of the convergences between the two would have to be an experience surrounding the body. it might be something like this, from &lt;i&gt;the sight of sound: music, representation, and the body&lt;/i&gt; by richard leppert:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"the body, simultaneously site, sight, and possessing sight, is an object of tactile sensation and an aural phenomenon. the body &lt;i&gt;sounds&lt;/i&gt;: it is audible; it hears."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;katarina mainly came by to talk about my new sound piece for &lt;i&gt;in the use of others for the change&lt;/i&gt;, a ballet performance by london-based choreographer &lt;a href="http://www.gleichdances.org/"&gt;julia gleich&lt;/a&gt; and jason andrew of brooklyn's &lt;a href="http://www.nortemaar.org/"&gt;norte maar&lt;/a&gt;. the performance, a collaborative effort featuring work by &lt;a href="http://drawingontheutopic.blogspot.com/"&gt;austin thomas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://famousaccountants.wordpress.com/"&gt;kevin regan&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.englishkillsartgallery.com/artists/andrew-hurst/"&gt;andrew hurst&lt;/a&gt;, took place over the course of three evenings this past weekend at the &lt;a href="http://www.cprnyc.org/"&gt;center for performance research&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cI-Z8vcIm78/TauWrGSZywI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EWNwKbvjCgo/s1600/ballet.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cI-Z8vcIm78/TauWrGSZywI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EWNwKbvjCgo/s400/ballet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596732629104315138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dancers include michelle buckley, brittany fridenstine-keefe, kate kelley, morgan mcewen, claire mckeveny, and mary jane ward. &lt;a href="http://hyperallergic.com/22834/bushwick-collaborative-ballet/"&gt;there's a nice interview explaining the process with julia&lt;/a&gt; featured on &lt;a href="http://hyperallergic.com/"&gt;hyperallergic&lt;/a&gt; by writer and blogger hrag vartanian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-796816519554041967?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/796816519554041967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=796816519554041967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/796816519554041967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/796816519554041967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/04/site-sound-space.html' title='site / sound / space'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cI-Z8vcIm78/TauWrGSZywI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EWNwKbvjCgo/s72-c/ballet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4696211286240045228</id><published>2011-04-04T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:50:01.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>concrete sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLBU0my_l6M/TZqxjcuNBPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Ylw3tVLX12s/s1600/concretesound2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLBU0my_l6M/TZqxjcuNBPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Ylw3tVLX12s/s400/concretesound2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591977109897413874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLBU0my_l6M/TZqxjcuNBPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Ylw3tVLX12s/s1600/concretesound2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_Xaog69BnE/TZqxfg0-c7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/HUZ04TNK0dA/s1600/concretesound1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_Xaog69BnE/TZqxfg0-c7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/HUZ04TNK0dA/s400/concretesound1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591977042280084402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new sculpture studies part of a series of sound foam formations cast in concrete. these wedge forms are often used in &lt;a href="http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/muted-objects.html"&gt;anechoic chambers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;l'espace m'a toujours rendu silencieux. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;space has always reduced me to silence.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-jules valles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4696211286240045228?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4696211286240045228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4696211286240045228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4696211286240045228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4696211286240045228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/04/concrete-sound.html' title='concrete sound'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLBU0my_l6M/TZqxjcuNBPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Ylw3tVLX12s/s72-c/concretesound2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1336080519421304047</id><published>2011-03-22T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:54:11.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the tension in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5iOGYnpB8E/TYkMlztw2DI/AAAAAAAAAts/NRpejekeKxM/s1600/abitare1%2528edit%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5iOGYnpB8E/TYkMlztw2DI/AAAAAAAAAts/NRpejekeKxM/s400/abitare1%2528edit%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587010656406657074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MvZEZDOY4UA/TYkHR_YIOQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/6mMioRmwvUo/s1600/austin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MvZEZDOY4UA/TYkHR_YIOQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/6mMioRmwvUo/s400/austin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587004818381617410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawingontheutopic.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;austin thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; listens to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;abitare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. photo by jennifer galatioto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;these images are of a new audio piece installed in a short, one day only show: &lt;i&gt;landing jam&lt;/i&gt;, curated by &lt;a href="http://thelifeofstmartin.blogspot.com/"&gt;martin esteves&lt;/a&gt;. the show also featured work by &lt;a href="http://www.ericabaclawski.com/"&gt;erica baclawski&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.joeballweg.com/Site_2010/Home.html"&gt;joe ballweg&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://erikdalzen.com/"&gt;erik dalzen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://peterblumgallery.com/artists/rosy-keyser"&gt;rosy keyser&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://davidmalek.info/"&gt;david malek&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://douglasmelini.com/home.html"&gt;douglas melini&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.jamisenogg.com/idontbelieveyou.html"&gt;jamisen ogg&lt;/a&gt;. my piece, &lt;i&gt;abitare&lt;/i&gt;, consisted of two tracks of sound heard as you walked up the stairway into the main space, a landing at the top of an apartment building. the first track was a repetitive, nostalgic loop compiled from recordings at the end of vinyl records. the second, a set of breathing exercises, explored a mediated proximity where two breaths synchronized and diverged in a series of intimate, lapsed movements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abitare (v.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to dwell, to live in, to inhabit, to occupy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dwell (v.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. to live or stay as a resident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. to live or continue in a condition or state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. to linger over, emphasize or ponder in thought, speech or writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://hyperallergic.com/19548/landing-jam-greenpoint/"&gt;the tension in between: a landing jam in greenpoint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; review by hrag vartanian on &lt;a href="http://hyperallergic.com/"&gt;hyperallergic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the press release:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's not just that an image or thing exists only within it's own content, rather, it hums with it's own inverted perpetual motion as a necessary result of it's insular self awareness. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;referring to the "landing" in the subtitle of the show is not meant to imply an installation. it is a reference to the landscape provided for the works. the top landing, the last floor, is an "almost there" area, at once implying a next step, but capitalizing on the tension of the space. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the exhibition took place in brooklyn on february 27th and was sponsored by &lt;a href="http://uglyartroom.blogspot.com/"&gt;the ugly art room&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1336080519421304047?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1336080519421304047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1336080519421304047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1336080519421304047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1336080519421304047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/03/tension-in-between.html' title='the tension in between'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5iOGYnpB8E/TYkMlztw2DI/AAAAAAAAAts/NRpejekeKxM/s72-c/abitare1%2528edit%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2688133846248254232</id><published>2011-03-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:02:45.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how to form a line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOCy340-7Ro/TX0WJebhitI/AAAAAAAAAtE/TVkhP0Ghp8U/s1600/howtoformaline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOCy340-7Ro/TX0WJebhitI/AAAAAAAAAtE/TVkhP0Ghp8U/s400/howtoformaline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583643465052424914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so struck by this image today. amidst the almost unimaginable disaster in japan, people waiting in (an uncertain) line for water on the grounds of a school in sendai. image &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2011/03/12/world/asia/20110312_japan.html?ref=asia#1"&gt;new york times&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to find meaning in the smallest of details. a line to draw. a line to say.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a line to stand in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2688133846248254232?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2688133846248254232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2688133846248254232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2688133846248254232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2688133846248254232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-form-line.html' title='how to form a line'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOCy340-7Ro/TX0WJebhitI/AAAAAAAAAtE/TVkhP0Ghp8U/s72-c/howtoformaline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5245069668836944756</id><published>2011-03-11T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:35:17.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love is a river</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_7ygS0yuBZY/TXrk7O8BwMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DRTxbCLlBOg/s1600/loveisariver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_7ygS0yuBZY/TXrk7O8BwMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DRTxbCLlBOg/s400/loveisariver.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583026394352435394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my postcard series &lt;i&gt;start where you are&lt;/i&gt; is being shown in estuary gallery, a new artist-run exhibition space located in a former hat factory in beacon, new york. the exhibition is on view march 12th through may 1st and features 26 artists working in painting, sculpture, photography, video and poetry. the opening reception will take place saturday, march 12th from 3-9pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5245069668836944756?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5245069668836944756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5245069668836944756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5245069668836944756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5245069668836944756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='love is a river'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_7ygS0yuBZY/TXrk7O8BwMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DRTxbCLlBOg/s72-c/loveisariver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1307321732101372781</id><published>2011-03-10T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T23:17:34.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>less like an object and more like the weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like so /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/ at times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by way of /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/ from one to another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fragments from &lt;i&gt;a certain coincidence in the bookstore&lt;/i&gt;, a poem by &lt;a href="http://centotto.com/"&gt;paul d'agostino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;below is an excerpt loosely transcribed from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNGpjXZovgk"&gt;chance conversations: an interview with merce cunningham and john cage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; recorded at the walker art center in 1981. (i can't help but think when they talk about the difference between music and dance, they are actually talking about themselves, the inseparable nature of living and working together.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(merce cunningham)&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;...the idea of having a music which was not dependent upon the dance, nor the dance dependent upon the music, but which were separate identities which could in a sense coexist. we worked at that time within something called a rhythmic structure. we thought the common denominator between the two acts was time and we had devised a form where we agreed upon certain points. but within those structure points, the time within the structure points, we were free to do as the dance went and as the music might go. and that was more or less the first time that we began to work together. and then we've continued, and now, the structure points in a way have disappeared. or, its a little bit like instead of going from minneapolis to st. paul, you go from minneapolis to the moon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(laughter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and there's a different thing about time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(john cage) &lt;i&gt;it's less like an object and more like the weather. because in an object you can tell where the boundaries are but in the weather, it's impossible to say when something begins or ends. we hope that the weather will continue, and we trust that our way of relating dance and music will also continue.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1307321732101372781?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1307321732101372781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1307321732101372781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1307321732101372781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1307321732101372781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/03/chance-conversations-less-like-object.html' title='less like an object and more like the weather'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8823720243643076851</id><published>2011-03-02T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:16:24.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sounding sculptures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FHCKxwtM6w/TW6oc4_VFwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/-KAe5tvyWcg/s1600/soundsculpture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FHCKxwtM6w/TW6oc4_VFwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/-KAe5tvyWcg/s400/soundsculpture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579582202646435586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sound sculpture, 1975&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a beautiful series of essays and images by artists surveying the techniques, applications, and future directions of sound sculpture. with essay titles like &lt;i&gt;structures sonores&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;sounding sculptures&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;variations on the theme for listening to door knobs&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;no barriers&lt;/i&gt;, s&lt;i&gt;ound sewage&lt;/i&gt;, the collection is both playful, serious, and if nothing else, inspiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;download the 208 page pdf file on ubuweb &lt;a href="http://ubu.com/historical/sound_sculpture/index.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8823720243643076851?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8823720243643076851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8823720243643076851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8823720243643076851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8823720243643076851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/03/sounding-sculptures.html' title='sounding sculptures'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FHCKxwtM6w/TW6oc4_VFwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/-KAe5tvyWcg/s72-c/soundsculpture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8245724743008798634</id><published>2011-02-13T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:35:18.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>language / architecture (straight lines intersecting)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yksEGCuH4IQ/TViv1YZ2-yI/AAAAAAAAAso/ImzlkaE-ka0/s1600/grid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yksEGCuH4IQ/TViv1YZ2-yI/AAAAAAAAAso/ImzlkaE-ka0/s400/grid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573397870489828130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://geoinformatics.fsv.cvut.cz/wiki/images/1/16/TerrainLoD-heightmap.png"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;audio data visualization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJyu3SVoY2M/TViux1fE6lI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2n8hwAcf7Bo/s1600/textilegrid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJyu3SVoY2M/TViux1fE6lI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2n8hwAcf7Bo/s400/textilegrid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573396710065236562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;textile grid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, spray paint on board, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFXS6UiRWxw/TVitEuCjttI/AAAAAAAAAsA/EM9-BkTRqLA/s1600/concretesound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFXS6UiRWxw/TVitEuCjttI/AAAAAAAAAsA/EM9-BkTRqLA/s400/concretesound.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573394835460830930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;concrete sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, sound foam cast in concrete, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;phoneme (n.)&lt;div&gt;from &lt;i&gt;phonema&lt;/i&gt; "a sound uttered"&lt;div&gt;the smallest segmental unit of sound employed to form meaningful contrasts between utterances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/i/, /e/, /a/, /o/, /u/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/p/, /t/, /k/, /m/, /n/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;architecture starts when you carefully put two bricks together. there it begins.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mies van der rohe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8245724743008798634?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8245724743008798634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8245724743008798634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8245724743008798634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8245724743008798634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/02/language-architecture-straight-lines.html' title='language / architecture (straight lines intersecting)'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yksEGCuH4IQ/TViv1YZ2-yI/AAAAAAAAAso/ImzlkaE-ka0/s72-c/grid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7943107716496156283</id><published>2011-02-09T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:50:15.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twice removed: a survey of take away work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8rtusY5U00/TVMkhYZa7JI/AAAAAAAAAr4/I1rGNZK5QFk/s1600/TwiceRemovedCard.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8rtusY5U00/TVMkhYZa7JI/AAAAAAAAAr4/I1rGNZK5QFk/s400/TwiceRemovedCard.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571837319890791570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZmPfPNZWmA/TVMkXNGbSJI/AAAAAAAAArw/EdVsmoEULO8/s1600/TwiceRemoved2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZmPfPNZWmA/TVMkXNGbSJI/AAAAAAAAArw/EdVsmoEULO8/s400/TwiceRemoved2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571837145059641490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm thrilled to have a small piece in this show at &lt;a href="http://shopgoldenage.com/"&gt;golden age&lt;/a&gt; in chicago (thanks to kevin curran at the &lt;a href="http://laundromatgallery.blogspot.com/"&gt;laundromat gallery&lt;/a&gt; in brooklyn):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://twiceremoved.info/"&gt;twice removed: a survey of take away work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;28 january - 6 march 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can see installation images &lt;a href="http://www.shopgoldenage.com/projects/twice-removed-survey-take-away-work"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encountering the “take away" artwork, consisting of unlimited or large-run editions whose individual pieces are free for the taking, has become a common occurrence in contemporary art exhibitions. a strategy notably employed in félix gonzález-torres’ “stack” works, the take away has been used by many other artists with a variety of intents and forms. the spirit of generosity, an exploration of dispersion and the attempt to circumvent the art market are just a few of the potential motivations cited for generating take away works. &lt;a href="http://twiceremoved.info/"&gt;twice removed&lt;/a&gt; aims to provide a venue where the multiplicity of meanings and post-exhibition life implied by the take away model can be considered by exhibiting single units of these works together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the project will take form as an exhibition, &lt;a href="http://twiceremoved.info/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and pamphlet to be published by golden age at the conclusion of the show. organized by karly wildenhaus, a creative administrator and independent curator living in chicago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://shopgoldenage.com/"&gt;golden age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119 n peoria st #2D&lt;br /&gt;chicago il 60607&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7943107716496156283?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7943107716496156283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7943107716496156283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7943107716496156283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7943107716496156283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/02/twice-removed-survey-of-take-away-work.html' title='twice removed: a survey of take away work'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8rtusY5U00/TVMkhYZa7JI/AAAAAAAAAr4/I1rGNZK5QFk/s72-c/TwiceRemovedCard.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8327603582540942555</id><published>2011-01-30T21:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T06:58:20.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeze whine whir whisper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TUZNlAc8IEI/AAAAAAAAArk/eE_t1hZveW0/s1600/noisemeasurement2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TUZNlAc8IEI/AAAAAAAAArk/eE_t1hZveW0/s400/noisemeasurement2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568223287462076482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TUZNemzg4SI/AAAAAAAAArc/MsyjYushEA4/s1600/noisemeasurement1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TUZNemzg4SI/AAAAAAAAArc/MsyjYushEA4/s400/noisemeasurement1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568223177498222882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TUZJG8sI2YI/AAAAAAAAArM/YhqAHdnZlSg/s1600/noisemeasurement2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;handbook of noise measurement&lt;/i&gt; by arnold p. g. peterson, general radio company 1972&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8327603582540942555?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8327603582540942555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8327603582540942555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8327603582540942555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8327603582540942555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/01/peal-peep-ping-pop.html' title='wheeze whine whir whisper'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TUZNlAc8IEI/AAAAAAAAArk/eE_t1hZveW0/s72-c/noisemeasurement2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-964742972005890798</id><published>2011-01-25T17:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T03:59:21.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the road to collaboration .  . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TT97i22bzKI/AAAAAAAAArE/XBVw2w9ZMtg/s1600/collaborate1_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TT97i22bzKI/AAAAAAAAArE/XBVw2w9ZMtg/s400/collaborate1_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566303503222820002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TT91lsjAZ1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/jd7HTHR0xsg/s1600/collaborate2_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TT91lsjAZ1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/jd7HTHR0xsg/s400/collaborate2_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566296954926819154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;notes on collaboration thanks to &lt;a href="http://marybillyou.com/"&gt;mary billyou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-964742972005890798?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/964742972005890798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=964742972005890798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/964742972005890798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/964742972005890798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-road-to-collaboration.html' title='on the road to collaboration .  . .'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TT97i22bzKI/AAAAAAAAArE/XBVw2w9ZMtg/s72-c/collaborate1_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5569708500004450505</id><published>2011-01-23T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T16:39:24.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guest blog posts</title><content type='html'>i contributed a few blog posts for &lt;a href="http://studiofuse.wordpress.com/"&gt;studio fuse&lt;/a&gt;, a studio critique group with a large roster of roving participants. &lt;a href="http://studiofuse.wordpress.com/2011/01/18/the-conditional-mosque-gallery-visit/"&gt;the first entry&lt;/a&gt; is about the new alternative space &lt;a href="http://www.janus-project.com/"&gt;janus project&lt;/a&gt; and the other is &lt;a href="http://studiofuse.wordpress.com/2010/11/10/ricardo-del-poza-studio-visit-november-15th-2010/"&gt;a review of a studio visit&lt;/a&gt; with the norwegian sound artist &lt;a href="http://www.rdpozo.no/rdp/home.html"&gt;ricardo del pozo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5569708500004450505?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5569708500004450505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5569708500004450505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5569708500004450505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5569708500004450505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/01/guest-blog-posts.html' title='guest blog posts'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5755270816278712266</id><published>2011-01-18T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:59:09.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is more important for teaching us to understand the concepts we have than constructing fictitious ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TTX4GDScvzI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wEOC1gp86AU/s1600/SuperfrontLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TTX4GDScvzI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wEOC1gp86AU/s400/SuperfrontLA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563625697531707186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my postcard series &lt;i&gt;start where you are&lt;/i&gt; will be on view in the group show &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://losangeles.superfront.org/2010/12/detroit-opens-january-20/"&gt;detroit: a brooklyn case study&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; at &lt;a href="http://losangeles.superfront.org/"&gt;SUPERFRONT LA&lt;/a&gt; through may 2011. a catalog from the exhibition with essays by curators &lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/document/pub?id=1OA1upWQREO5veayLxynnrcRqaABhZb2qZ6N3K-IAmHE"&gt;chloe bass&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/document/pub?id=1xPdjBqILzkbKqfF91CT07yiF2ectE_n3hRkSsHBVKuw&amp;amp;pli=1"&gt;mitch mcewen&lt;/a&gt; is available at &lt;a href="http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/1917045"&gt;blurb.com&lt;/a&gt;. a short excerpt from the essay &lt;i&gt;other people's cities: the epistemological danger of detroit &lt;/i&gt;by mitch mcewen:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;just as &lt;a href="http://www.koolhaashouselife.com/"&gt;rem koolhaas'&lt;/a&gt; "delirious new york" implied not only a study of a city but, also, a new methodology of how to conceive of a city, detroit forces an investigator to re-tool the methods of investigation. "detroit: a brooklyn case study" aims to aggregate not just pieces of analysis or experience, but also methods of producing and distributing knowledge about an urban condition and a place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;the postcards from brooklyn-based artist audra wolowiec operate along the lines of this epistemological game. her "start where you are" series of postcards appropriates found postcards of idyllic landscapes, onto which the artist silk screens the statement "start where you are" in white ink. with this text applied, the depicted landscape shifts from photograph of a specifically located place to abstract mental image, from landscape to mental-scape. this suggests the possibility that what might define the circumstance of where "you are" (say, brooklyn) may be produced not only by the existing environment, but also by the desire for its antithesis. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some links to recent articles on art and architecture in detroit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/26/t-magazine/26remix-detroit-t.html?_r=1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;artists in residence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the new york times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://badatsports.com/2010/matthew-barney-makes-new-film-in-detroit/"&gt;matthew barney makes a new film in detroit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on bad at sports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/01/13/132878972/in-detroit-a-fight-over-iconic-schools-future"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in detroit, a fight over iconic school's future&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on national public radio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dwell.com/articles/mies-van-der-rohe-lafayette-park.html"&gt;mies van der rohe, lafayette park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in dwell magazine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://losangeles.superfront.org/2010/12/detroit-opens-january-20/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;detroit: a brooklyn case study&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPERFRONT LA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pacific design center, ca 90069&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opens thursday, january 20 from 5-8:30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;title by ludwig wittgenstein from &lt;i&gt;culture and value&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5755270816278712266?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5755270816278712266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5755270816278712266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5755270816278712266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5755270816278712266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/01/nothing-is-more-important-for-teaching.html' title='nothing is more important for teaching us to understand the concepts we have than constructing fictitious ones'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TTX4GDScvzI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wEOC1gp86AU/s72-c/SuperfrontLA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-924070177174109850</id><published>2011-01-12T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T03:53:16.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>artist in residence at 491</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TS6sYsdQSHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/n9c0mMXIzd8/s1600/acousticmirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TS6sYsdQSHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/n9c0mMXIzd8/s400/acousticmirror.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561572130099841138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TS6sfbEJc7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/_rpeBb93XC4/s1600/standupspeakout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TS6sfbEJc7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/_rpeBb93XC4/s400/standupspeakout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561572245690217394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the next month &lt;a href="http://fourninetyone.com/2011/01/03/artist-in-residence-audra-wolowiec/"&gt;my work will be on view&lt;/a&gt; at the monthly online magazine &lt;a href="http://fourninetyone.com/"&gt;491&lt;/a&gt; run by &lt;a href="http://www.brtschndr.com/"&gt;bret schneider&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://janus-project.com/goon.html"&gt;jamie keesling&lt;/a&gt;. the images are from a new series of proposals and scale models for acoustic installations in public spaces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-924070177174109850?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/924070177174109850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=924070177174109850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/924070177174109850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/924070177174109850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/01/artist-in-residence-at-491.html' title='artist in residence at 491'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TS6sYsdQSHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/n9c0mMXIzd8/s72-c/acousticmirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7022820012018520211</id><published>2011-01-06T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:19:37.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the listening act</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TSZbvhzgedI/AAAAAAAAAp8/8b5xsCGrf5Y/s1600/saussure_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TSZbvhzgedI/AAAAAAAAAp8/8b5xsCGrf5Y/s400/saussure_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559231662121843154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when one person cannot find her way, often we say that she is lost. if two people cannot find the way, they took a detour. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"getting lost" is a relative term. it is regarded in relation to something else; to the road you were moving on, the direction you have taken, the one you were supposed to find, or the road other people walked on. this way you could say that you can never really get lost; you just find another place to move upon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;when listening, similarities can be found that suggests that "getting lost" is not just a product of a visual experience, rather a furthering of a spatial experience, which can have extensive aural qualities. sound meet us constantly. evidently when communicating between each other we form sound into speech. however, sound also happens outside of us and this is largely responsible for how we discover the world and learn things that happen outside our control. both kinds of audible phenomena affect us, they construct our consciousness: if we say that we did not understand something that was said, the fault may be on our side as we give-in to habits of the mind. but as always depending on the situation, we can surely say we understood something even if the speaker is bad at communicating or even if they speak a different language.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i thought i heard something&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.nistrup.com/"&gt;ursula nistrup&lt;/a&gt; from the publication &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.waldenaffairs.nl/index.php?/future/6-march---opening-the-listening-act/"&gt;the listening act&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;image from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marxists.org/reference/subject/philosophy/works/fr/saussure.htm"&gt;course in general linguistics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/de/Ferdinand_de_Saussure_by_Jullien.png"&gt;ferdinand de saussure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7022820012018520211?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7022820012018520211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7022820012018520211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7022820012018520211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7022820012018520211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2011/01/listening-act.html' title='the listening act'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TSZbvhzgedI/AAAAAAAAAp8/8b5xsCGrf5Y/s72-c/saussure_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3346968578185049601</id><published>2010-12-31T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:20:26.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in pursuit of lightness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"lightness is the flexible, the weightless, the mobile, the connective, vectors as distinct from structures." &lt;a href="http://empac.rpi.edu/events/2010/spring/zerogravity/catalog/lightness/"&gt;italo calvino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fh0AaTOfkIc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;moon&lt;/a&gt; /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJORJFSWE1I&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;berlin&lt;/a&gt;  //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9f2XrgAlz4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;duoon&lt;/a&gt;   ////&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;music by alva noto and ryuichi sakamoto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3346968578185049601?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3346968578185049601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3346968578185049601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3346968578185049601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3346968578185049601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-pursuit-of-lightness.html' title='in pursuit of lightness'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1959794286002339578</id><published>2010-12-28T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:23:01.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the architecture of travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TRrEj5Iv65I/AAAAAAAAApk/JOPt_S8zWac/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TRrEj5Iv65I/AAAAAAAAApk/JOPt_S8zWac/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555969211226909586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TRrEj5Iv65I/AAAAAAAAApk/JOPt_S8zWac/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TRrEj5Iv65I/AAAAAAAAApk/JOPt_S8zWac/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TRrEct1P2aI/AAAAAAAAApc/06ttwxnodbM/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TRrEct1P2aI/AAAAAAAAApc/06ttwxnodbM/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555969087933241762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;few places are more conducive to internal conversations than moving planes, ships or trains. there is an almost quaint correlation between what is before our eyes and the thoughts we are able to have in our heads: large thoughts at times requiring large views, and new thoughts, new places. introspective reflections that might otherwise be liable to stall are helped along by the flow of the landscape. the mind may be reluctant to think properly when thinking is all it is supposed to do. thinking improves when parts of the mind are given other tasks—charged with listening to music, for example, or following a line of trees. the music or the view distracts for a time that nervous, censorious, practical part of the mind which is inclined to shut down when it notices something difficult emerging in consciousness...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alaindebotton.com/the_art_of_travel.asp"&gt;the art of travel&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.thelmagazine.com/newyork/to-live-and-die-in-the-airport-lounge/Content?oid=1831057"&gt;alain de botton&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;images taken at the detroit metro airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1959794286002339578?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1959794286002339578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1959794286002339578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1959794286002339578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1959794286002339578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/12/architecture-of-travel.html' title='the architecture of travel'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TRrEj5Iv65I/AAAAAAAAApk/JOPt_S8zWac/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6182057201922285680</id><published>2010-12-25T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:28:23.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can fly over a city or walk through it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you can fly over a city or walk through it: your movement influences what you see and how. your body cannot help but chart the shape of a building, the time it will take to reach the other side of the intersection, spaces and gaps. it generates a personal narrative, entangled in the endless stories of the city.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;this also happens in books, although we rarely think about it. if the reader's movement is made explicit from one word to the next, from page to page, from a while ago to two minutes from now, time assumes a key role in our reading experience. the gaps in-between words and pages—all of the book that isn't black ink—resonate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;this is precisely what happens in "tree of codes," an extraordinary journey that activates the layers of time and space involved in the handling of a book and its &lt;a href="http://www.robertsmithson.com/drawings/heap_p104_800.htm"&gt;heap of words&lt;/a&gt;. jonathan safran foer deftly deploys sculptural means to craft a truly compelling story. in our world of screens, he welds narrative, materiality, and our reading experience into a book that remembers it actually has a body.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.olafureliasson.net/exhibitions/your_chance_encounter.html"&gt;olafur eliasson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.visual-editions.com/our-books/book/tree-of-codes"&gt;tree of codes&lt;/a&gt; by jonathan safran foer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6182057201922285680?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6182057201922285680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6182057201922285680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6182057201922285680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6182057201922285680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-can-fly-over-city-or-walk-through.html' title='you can fly over a city or walk through it'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1155130989050341120</id><published>2010-12-08T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:23:26.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>call me on the line / call me call me any anytime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TP_M9ch9ktI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GWtplci5IO0/s1600/telephone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TP_M9ch9ktI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GWtplci5IO0/s400/telephone1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548378621946467026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bell telephone ad from a 1960s &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/"&gt;national geographic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;title by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aH3Q_CZy968&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;blondie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1155130989050341120?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1155130989050341120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1155130989050341120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1155130989050341120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1155130989050341120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/12/call-me-on-line-call-me-call-me-any.html' title='call me on the line / call me call me any anytime'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TP_M9ch9ktI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GWtplci5IO0/s72-c/telephone1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6623527986024704588</id><published>2010-12-05T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:33:04.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fine art adoption network</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TPxlyyKx53I/AAAAAAAAAos/WgodVilzhr0/s1600/pocketcloudnyfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TPxlyyKx53I/AAAAAAAAAos/WgodVilzhr0/s400/pocketcloudnyfa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547420764148459378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(99, 99, 99); font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last year, Class 808 at M.S. 131 in Manhattan’s Chinatown wrote to artist &lt;a href="http://www.audrawolowiec.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Audra Wolowiec&lt;/a&gt; asking if they might “adopt” her uneditioned multiple, &lt;em&gt;pocket cloud&lt;/em&gt;, a square of recycled metallic film, sky blue on one side and silver on the other, with attached instructions to crumple the film into a ball, “place in pocket,” and “open when needed.” In their joint letter to Wolowiec, the seventh and eighth graders wrote that they liked that the piece was portable and smooth and would “feel like we had a real cloud with us.” Charmed by the letter, Wolowiec gave each classmate a pocket cloud to customize and look after.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The exchange between Wolowiec and Class 808 was made possible by the &lt;a href="http://www.fineartadoption.net/" target="Last year Class 808 at M.S. 131 in Manhattan’s Chinatown wrote to artist Audra Wolowiec asking if they might “adopt” her uneditioned multiple, pocket cloud, a square of recycled metallic film, sky blue on one side and silver on the other, with attached instructions to crumple the film into a ball, “place in pocket,” and “open when needed.” In their joint letter to Wolowiec, the seventh and eighth graders wrote that they liked that the piece was portable and smooth and would “feel like we had a real cloud with us.” Charmed by the letter, Wolowiec gave each classmate a pocket cloud to customize and look after." style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Fine Art Adoption Network&lt;/a&gt; (FAAN), a website where artists post works they are willing to donate to whomever makes the most compelling case for ownership. FAAN visitors can browse available artworks by artist name and discipline and, if they see a piece they would like to own, email the artist through the site to explain why the work resonates with them. Artists choose which, if any, of the would-be adopters will receive their work, and can ask as many questions as they wish before making their choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adamsimonart.com/Adam_Simon.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Adam Simon&lt;/a&gt; conceived of FAAN when faced with a problem familiar to many visual artists: what to do with old, unsold artworks. Most artists, regardless of their degree of commercial success, create more work than they can sell or exhibit. It occurred to Simon that “by assigning works either enormous value or none at all, the art market makes a lot of significant art invisible.” He envisioned FAAN as an alternative to the conventional art market, connecting artworks “with people for whom the works will have great value.” Simon pitched his project to &lt;a href="http://www.artingeneral.org/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Art in General&lt;/a&gt;’s &lt;a href="http://www.artingeneral.org/open_call" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;New Commissions Program&lt;/a&gt; in 2005; it was accepted, and launched in 2006.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.lewishyde.com/" target="Last year Class 808 at M.S. 131 in Manhattan’s Chinatown wrote to artist Audra Wolowiec asking if they might “adopt” her uneditioned multiple, pocket cloud, a square of recycled metallic film, sky blue on one side and silver on the other, with attached instructions to crumple the film into a ball, “place in pocket,” and “open when needed.” In their joint letter to Wolowiec, the seventh and eighth graders wrote that they liked that the piece was portable and smooth and would “feel like we had a real cloud with us.” Charmed by the letter, Wolowiec gave each classmate a pocket cloud to customize and look after." style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Lewis Hyde&lt;/a&gt;’s seminal book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gift-Creativity-Artist-Modern-Vintage/dp/0307279502" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Gift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a touchstone for the curators at Art in General who commissioned and helped shape FAAN, Hyde suggests that the isolation and sense of entitlement that accompany market exchange can diminish, and even destroy, art. To be art, Hyde writes, not only must a work be an emanation of its maker’s gift, e.g. a gift of intuition or inspiration, but the audience must also feel the gift it carries. “Where there is no gift there is no art,” he writes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;READ THE FULL ARTICLE BY DANIEL WENTWORTH ON THE NEW YORK FOUNDATION FOR THE ARTS &lt;a href="http://www.nyfa.org/nyfa_current_detail.asp?id=17&amp;amp;fid=1&amp;amp;curid=883&amp;amp;print=true"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6623527986024704588?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6623527986024704588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6623527986024704588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6623527986024704588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6623527986024704588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/12/fine-art-adoption-network.html' title='the fine art adoption network'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TPxlyyKx53I/AAAAAAAAAos/WgodVilzhr0/s72-c/pocketcloudnyfa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8687434199384574122</id><published>2010-12-03T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:39:16.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when materials of the actual become materials for the possible</title><content type='html'>entirely of crystal glass&lt;div&gt;colored in snow and glacier region&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;devout. unutterable. silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out of the valley crystal masts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glitter in the sun, in the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crystal standards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plateaus for air landings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inseparable opposites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every human thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should grow silent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where the highest love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where art speaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surfaces. edges. vaults. space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fragments from&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://etsavega.net/dibex/Taut_Alpine.htm"&gt;alpine architecture&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by bruno taut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;title from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://play2survive.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/night-sky.jpg"&gt;the night sky&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by ann lauterbach &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8687434199384574122?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8687434199384574122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8687434199384574122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8687434199384574122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8687434199384574122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-materials-of-actual-become.html' title='when materials of the actual become materials for the possible'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-251845265197217</id><published>2010-11-24T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:11:17.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for they thought that the music was within them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he looked into her eyes, which mirrored the whole rose-colored sunset and green shores. then they heard music, like a glass-harmonica, but in strange keys - such as only those dreamed who wished to do something new in the world! but it did not occur to them to seek outside themselves, for they thought that the music was within them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inbetweennoise.blogspot.com/search/label/august%20stringberg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;august stringberg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, the big gravel screen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;translated by velma howard, 1912&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TO1ubapWAgI/AAAAAAAAAoc/vDy7rYI3zVg/s1600/johncage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is a re-post of a blog entry from &lt;a href="http://inbetweennoise.blogspot.com/"&gt;airform archives&lt;/a&gt; - a blog by &lt;a href="http://inbetweennoise.com/"&gt;steve roden&lt;/a&gt; that i am completely in love with. steve roden is an artist primarily known for his &lt;a href="http://inbetweennoise.com/imagessound.html"&gt;sound-based&lt;/a&gt; work but also &lt;a href="http://inbetweennoise.com/images.html"&gt;paints&lt;/a&gt; and writes and is an avid collector of books, images and ephemera that he regularly posts on his &lt;a href="http://inbetweennoise.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. this entry in particular reminds me of &lt;a href="http://www.lcdf.org/indeterminacy/"&gt;john cage's&lt;/a&gt; experience in an &lt;a href="http://www.lcdf.org/indeterminacy/s.cgi?6"&gt;anechoic chamber&lt;/a&gt; where he, in a space devoid of external sound, was able to hear sounds lying just beneath the surface:&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TO1wXuQGQ5I/AAAAAAAAAok/fuvQjdr9uE8/s400/johncage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543210269217801106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-251845265197217?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/251845265197217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=251845265197217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/251845265197217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/251845265197217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/11/for-they-thought-that-music-was-within.html' title='for they thought that the music was within them'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TO1wXuQGQ5I/AAAAAAAAAok/fuvQjdr9uE8/s72-c/johncage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-467821017481158584</id><published>2010-11-21T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:16:33.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a song to write a film to</title><content type='html'>this afternoon i came across two audio clips of a man i've heard singing several times while waiting for the L train. it's from a small collection recorded on my phone of &lt;a href="http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/02/subway-song.html"&gt;people i hear singing in public places&lt;/a&gt;. i love how through pause and pace his voice begins to synch with the recorded announcement. it becomes a chance collaboration, live and recorded then recorded again. they are beautiful—his voice, the train, the sense of longing—it reminds me of a score to the beginning of an imaginary film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="26" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowfullscreen"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="cachebusting"&gt;&lt;param value="#000000" name="bgcolor"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf"&gt;&lt;param value="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'Subwaysinging1.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/SubwaySinging/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}" name="flashvars"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.2.1.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="26" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" cachebusting="true" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" flashvars="config={'key':'#$aa4baff94a9bdcafce8','playlist':[{'url':'Subwaysinging1.mp3','autoPlay':false}],'clip':{'autoPlay':true,'baseUrl':'http://www.archive.org/download/SubwaySinging/'},'canvas':{'backgroundColor':'#000000','backgroundGradient':'none'},'plugins':{'audio':{'url':'http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.2.1-dev.swf'},'controls':{'playlist':false,'fullscreen':false,'height':26,'backgroundColor':'#000000','autoHide':{'fullscreenOnly':true},'scrubberHeightRatio':0.6,'timeFontSize':9,'mute':false,'top':0}},'contextMenu':[{},'-','Flowplayer v3.2.1']}"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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the other night for &lt;a href="http://obsoleteunits.com/2010/11/tuesday-11910-reanimation-library-in-brooklyn-txt-fst-with-aki-onda-dust-and-richard-kamermanpaul-haney-duo/"&gt;TXT FST&lt;/a&gt; (text fest), a series of sound and spoken word performances curated by two brooklyn based sound artists, &lt;a href="http://spearmintmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;kurt gottschalk&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tamarayadao.com/"&gt;tamara yadao&lt;/a&gt;. the three night series was composed of artists and musicians who explore language, voice and music through performative text works.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"TXT FST" provides an opportunity for writer musician artists and/or writers, musicians, and artists to find ways to approach the use of the written word (or non-written, or non-word) in performance. Riffing on how we comprehend the use of speech, writing and functionality of words in general, "TXT FST" aims to express the mutability of language within conundrums it may fall prey to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the night closed with a sound performance, a sparse and somewhat difficult one, using intonations recorded from the library itself: murmurs, scanners electronically moving from side to side, the turning pages of books. these amplified sounds seemed to transpire the interior voice of the library. it was as if the stacks of books, quietly filled with lines of words, were able to communicate acoustically through their innate physicality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the final performance of &lt;a href="http://obsoleteunits.com/2010/11/tuesday-11910-reanimation-library-in-brooklyn-txt-fst-with-aki-onda-dust-and-richard-kamermanpaul-haney-duo/"&gt;TXT FST&lt;/a&gt; can be heard november 23rd at 7:30pm at the &lt;a href="http://www.reanimationlibrary.org/pages/access.htm"&gt;reanimation library&lt;/a&gt; located inside &lt;a href="http://proteusgowanus.com/main/"&gt;proteus gowanus&lt;/a&gt; at 543 union street, brooklyn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4110936361841493497?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4110936361841493497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4110936361841493497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4110936361841493497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4110936361841493497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/11/txt-fst.html' title='TXT FST'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2718672969453549221</id><published>2010-11-11T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T06:36:54.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>start where you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNv-6_U7WUI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Vg-YbOgoIQY/s1600/08startwhereyouare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNv-6_U7WUI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Vg-YbOgoIQY/s400/08startwhereyouare.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538300456167233858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from my new postcard series &lt;i&gt;start where you are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;silkscreen ink on found postcard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.5 x 5 in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2718672969453549221?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2718672969453549221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2718672969453549221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2718672969453549221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2718672969453549221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/11/start-where-you-are.html' title='start where you are'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNv-6_U7WUI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Vg-YbOgoIQY/s72-c/08startwhereyouare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3909756394128900296</id><published>2010-11-05T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:54:56.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pocket cloud at the new york art book fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNSYfRgMf-I/AAAAAAAAAoM/L1DHE36wQoc/s1600/pocketcloud1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNSYfRgMf-I/AAAAAAAAAoM/L1DHE36wQoc/s400/pocketcloud1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536217504986988514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNSYWpLCUyI/AAAAAAAAAoE/HrpuwP7YC7Q/s1600/pocketcloud2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNSYWpLCUyI/AAAAAAAAAoE/HrpuwP7YC7Q/s400/pocketcloud2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536217356721869602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the printed matter &lt;a href="http://nyartbookfair.com/"&gt;book fair&lt;/a&gt; is probably one of my favorite yearly events - hundreds and hundreds of books, zines, posters and artist editions all in one place. it's overwhelming eye candy! my multiple &lt;i&gt;pocket cloud&lt;/i&gt; is featured at the &lt;a href="http://proteusgowanus.com/main/"&gt;proteus gowanus&lt;/a&gt; booth, please go check it out this weekend at &lt;a href="http://ps1.org/"&gt;PS1&lt;/a&gt;. the fair is free and open through sunday november 7th. for more information click &lt;a href="http://nyartbookfair.com/about.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3909756394128900296?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3909756394128900296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3909756394128900296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3909756394128900296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3909756394128900296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/11/pocket-cloud-at-new-york-art-book-fair.html' title='pocket cloud at the new york art book fair'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TNSYfRgMf-I/AAAAAAAAAoM/L1DHE36wQoc/s72-c/pocketcloud1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8885415828517942560</id><published>2010-10-30T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:44:59.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>muted objects and spaces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0GKrQVKTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zaXkLWVK6Yo/s1600/foam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0GKrQVKTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zaXkLWVK6Yo/s400/foam1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534086297587886386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0F3szO5yI/AAAAAAAAAnc/FEcnMp6NEh4/s1600/foam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0F3szO5yI/AAAAAAAAAnc/FEcnMp6NEh4/s320/foam3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534085971585197858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0F3szO5yI/AAAAAAAAAnc/FEcnMp6NEh4/s1600/foam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0FUZov7jI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4gnsjMdShBQ/s1600/foam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0FUZov7jI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4gnsjMdShBQ/s400/foam4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534085365145529906" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM2NjeGg5YI/AAAAAAAAAn8/5j2ovZCpOYA/s400/foam5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534235157623530882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the images above are of various sound absorbing foam. i love how the panels resemble architecture and landscapes. the white foam tubes are from &lt;a href="http://www.furfin.com/ceilings/2010/7/1/flexible-melamine-resin-foam-acoustical-baffles-by-basf.html"&gt;a hotel in barcelona&lt;/a&gt; and the grey room is &lt;a href="http://www.tunedcity.net/?page_id=353"&gt;an anechoic chamber in germany&lt;/a&gt;, a space &lt;a href="http://www.lcdf.org/indeterminacy/s.cgi?6"&gt;designed to absorb all sound frequencies&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8885415828517942560?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8885415828517942560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8885415828517942560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8885415828517942560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8885415828517942560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/muted-objects.html' title='muted objects and spaces'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TM0GKrQVKTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zaXkLWVK6Yo/s72-c/foam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2610638426701158351</id><published>2010-10-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:25:31.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>studio visit in wassaic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TL-5VF_ATyI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0c9Vgu3dypI/s1600/audra2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TL-5VF_ATyI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0c9Vgu3dypI/s400/audra2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530342639469088546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TL-5mZa81gI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Q9n331rBVsE/s1600/audra1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TL-5mZa81gI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Q9n331rBVsE/s400/audra1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530342936744351234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/29/arts/design/29wassaic.html?pagewanted=all"&gt;residency in wassaic&lt;/a&gt; was a great experience - having a huge amount of space to work and think. everyone there seemed to participate in creating a sense of community, from the &lt;a href="http://www.foodsystemsnyc.org/node/1226"&gt;CSA farm&lt;/a&gt; onsite to the open studios to the local general store. the images above are of the barn that houses more than 10 artist studios, a woodshop, silkscreen studio, food project space, auction ring and more (it's an enormous converted 1875 livestock auction house) and the other images are from my studio - text pieces, concrete casts and plaster stencils experimenting with objects that convey a physicality derived from an interior language of voice and sound.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Wassaic Project is an artist-run sustainable, multidisciplinary arts organization that focuses on community engagement and facilitates artists and participants to exhibit, discuss, and connect with art, each other, our unique site, and the surrounding area.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.wassaicproject.org/"&gt;www.wassaicproject.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2610638426701158351?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2610638426701158351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2610638426701158351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2610638426701158351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2610638426701158351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/studio-visit-in-wassaic.html' title='studio visit in wassaic'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TL-5VF_ATyI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0c9Vgu3dypI/s72-c/audra2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5611034773299758870</id><published>2010-10-14T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T16:00:12.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ee-a, ah, ee, a, ee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;in the new york times article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/10/03/opinion/03cunningham.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;found in translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the writer michael cunningham describes how multiple translations lead to an unlimited number of reads as he gives us lessons on how to create for an audience. through decoding the first sentence in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moby-Dick"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;moby dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, he describes how each translated version contains new meaning and, additionally, how each reader invites new understanding through ones own idiosyncratic interpretation, drawing our attention to the often overlooked mutability of the written word. a lovely article on writing and listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let’s try to forget that the words “Call me Ishmael” mean anything, and think about how they sound. Listen to the vowel sounds: ah, ee, soft i, aa. Four of them, each different, and each a soft, soothing note. Listen too to the way the line is bracketed by consonants. We open with the hard c, hit the l at the end of “call,” and then, in a lovely act of symmetry, hit the l at the end of “Ishmael.” “Call me Arthur” or “Call me Bob” are adequate but not, for musical reasons, as satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most readers, of course, wouldn’t be able to tell you that they respond to those three words because they are soothing and symmetrical, but most readers register the fact unconsciously. You could probably say that meaning is the force we employ, and music is the seduction. It is the translator’s job to reproduce the force as well as the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Chiamami Ismaele.” That is the Italian version of Melville’s line, and the translator has done a nice job. I can tell you, as a reader who doesn’t speak Italian, that those two words do in fact sound like something, independent of their meaning. Although different from the English, we have a new, equally lovely progression of vowel sounds — ee-a, ah, ee, a, ee — and those three m’s, nicely spaced. If you’re translating “Moby-Dick,” that’s one sentence down, approximately a million more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll be speaking at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.192books.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;192 books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; on monday, october 18th at 7pm about his new book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelcunninghamwriter.com/books/by_nightfall/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by nightfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5611034773299758870?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5611034773299758870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5611034773299758870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5611034773299758870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5611034773299758870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/ee-ah-ee-ee.html' title='ee-a, ah, ee, a, ee'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-694003420007965383</id><published>2010-10-11T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:11:24.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revolutions in public practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i've been listening to clips from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativetime.org/programs/archive/2010/summit/WP/category/presentations/2010/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the creative time summit: revolutions in public practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, an ambitious panel of social practitioners who spoke last weekend in new york city. my favorite speaker by far was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://artforum.com/words/id=23989"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;julia bryan-wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativetime.org/programs/archive/2010/summit/WP/2010/10/09/julia-bryan-wilson/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;listen to her buoyantly tie in themes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; as seemingly diverse as air, our environment, exchange and the market. if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cabinetmagazine.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;cabinet magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; did an edition themed around the subject, her speech would be fitting as an inventory. a short excerpt below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TLOZT-oyzDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/mJo9_TV-P5U/s400/creativetime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526929736224394290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 166px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I start here because talking about the market, the theme of this morning's panel, is like talking about air. We coexist inside it, it both enables and limits our activities, and often it alludes our precise investigation. You could say that market economies are the oxygen we breathe — capitalism expands to fill the space around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed within the twentieth century, many artists have utilized air to think about economies of exchange. From the artist's breath, a balloon inflated by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/servlet/ViewWork?workid=26872"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Piero Manzoni's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; own exhalations, a literalization of the commodification of the artist's expression, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaelrakowitz.com/projects/parasite/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Michael Rakowitz's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; installation of duct works and fans that changed the humidity and temperature of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaelrakowitz.com/projects/climate-control/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PS1 gallery space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air, like the various markets that complexly define our relationship to value, class and worth, is an often unacknowledged matter, a structuring substance that however elusive, has real, heavy effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-694003420007965383?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/694003420007965383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=694003420007965383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/694003420007965383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/694003420007965383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/revolutions-in-public-practice.html' title='revolutions in public practice'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TLOZT-oyzDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/mJo9_TV-P5U/s72-c/creativetime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1784817886205529108</id><published>2010-10-09T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T12:59:18.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soapbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The modern form of the soapbox is a blog: a website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;on which a user publishes one's thoughts to whoever reads the page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TLDIvnPPPlI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0_w_kyctr5w/s320/Manzoni.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526137463095901778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Piero Manzoni's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Base Magica - Scultura vivente (Magic base - Living sculpture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, 1961&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#47443F;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" line-height: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Throughout its history, soapboxing has been tied to the right to speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From the period 1907 to approximately 1916, the&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Industrial_Workers_of_the_World"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Industrial_Workers_of_the_World"&gt;Industrial Workers of the World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Industrial_Workers_of_the_World"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;conducted dozens of free speech fights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;in the United States. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A skilled and effective "soapboxer" had to be quick on his feet, figuratively and sometimes literally, having the ability to express political opinions with clarity, to have ready answers for common objections, to be able to deflect hostility with humor or satire, and to be able to face difficulty or danger with fortitude. (from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soapbox"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;for a contemporary model of the soapbox speech, listen to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soapboxevent.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;people speak their minds for one minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/community/blogosphere/feministbloggers/2008/04/28/pia-lindman/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;soapbox event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pialindman.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pia lindman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1784817886205529108?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1784817886205529108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1784817886205529108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1784817886205529108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1784817886205529108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/soapbox.html' title='soapbox'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TLDIvnPPPlI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0_w_kyctr5w/s72-c/Manzoni.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4067375262395993320</id><published>2010-10-06T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T23:22:49.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when the sky is gray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKzad1pTLZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/O4Phd3KjGAk/s1600/closeyoureyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKzad1pTLZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/O4Phd3KjGAk/s400/closeyoureyes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525031049028119954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 349px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKzZAS5XhhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/GO8BBfdU1p0/s1600/closeyoureyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;text by fellow &lt;a href="http://www.wassaicproject.org/"&gt;Wassaic&lt;/a&gt; Artist in Residence &lt;a href="http://www.aleepeoples.com/"&gt;Alee Peoples&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4067375262395993320?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4067375262395993320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4067375262395993320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4067375262395993320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4067375262395993320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/notes-from-wassaic.html' title='when the sky is gray'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKzad1pTLZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/O4Phd3KjGAk/s72-c/closeyoureyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7797577980608122749</id><published>2010-10-04T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:13:23.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>delusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKoNAN7MREI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HEreB1W-Kqs/s1600/laurieanderson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i snuck into the city for an evening to see laurie anderson perform her new work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bam.org/view.aspx?pid=2225"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;delusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; at brooklyn's &lt;a href="http://www.bam.org/"&gt;BAM theater&lt;/a&gt; - it was a bit darker than her other performances and deeply personal. using her voice, the violin, synthesizers and video projections, she spoke of her mother, the future of the moon, the passage of time, iceland, and ended with a moving lullaby over a loud, palpable base that sent vibrations through the room, permeating the pores of the body. she has a dynamic way of tapping into the collective experience, a dream-like state that we all know but perhaps don't quite have the words for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate;   font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKoNAN7MREI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HEreB1W-Kqs/s1600/laurieanderson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKoNAN7MREI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HEreB1W-Kqs/s320/laurieanderson1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524242190312424514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/23/arts/music/23laurie.html"&gt;"the porous border between history and myth"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm trying to make a kind of trance-like situation really, with images and sound so that your mind can float and can kind of do the type of jump cutting that this piece requires you to do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Laurie Anderson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7797577980608122749?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7797577980608122749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7797577980608122749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7797577980608122749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7797577980608122749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/10/delusion.html' title='delusion'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKoNAN7MREI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HEreB1W-Kqs/s72-c/laurieanderson1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2424032611935028761</id><published>2010-09-28T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:45:54.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>studio notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;notes from my last brooklyn studio visit from the beginning of august with my studio critique group &lt;a href="http://studiofuse.wordpress.com/"&gt;studio fuse&lt;/a&gt; - a great group of artists who always keep the dialog going. lots of thanks to &lt;a href="http://amandalechner.blogspot.com/"&gt;amanda lechner&lt;/a&gt; for her thoughtful notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 21px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Much of Audra Wolowiec’s work is related to sound, often considering sound in relation to understanding language. At times Audra creates silence and absence where there was sound or content. In her audio piece, "private space in a public time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;, Audra recorded Vito Acconci’s text, "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Public Space in a Private Time",&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt; read it aloud, and then edited out the middle of each spoken word. The result is a sound piece of breathy noises separated by short intervals of quiet. In a simlilar vein, for the "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Sounds of Silence"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt; Audra has sanded smooth the Simon and Garfunkel single rendering it recording-less.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Often Audra’s work does not implicitly utilize sound but is indexical to it. In some of her sculptures she has created objects from spaces that hold, carry, or buffer sound. She cast the negative space within a megaphone and cast squares of sound absorbing foam in concrete, a material that has been used to reflect sound in military and industrial applications. During her studio visit, Audra also presented works on paper featuring shapes similar to these sculptures. The screened concrete prints seemed to function as supporting material for the sculptures or as quiet notes on their own.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;In another project Audra clipped images of lips from a daily newspaper reconfiguring the mouth gestures as small collages. These pieces are meant to be read as musical sound scores as much as they are visual compositions. As scores, the compositions have been performed by singers, musicians and acted out by the artist. During the studio visit they were presented  as visual context only. When collaborating with others Audra likes to give over as much control as possible to her collaborators laving the experiences and outcomes open-ended. The group discussed interpretation when discussing this work; “Where is the work - in the instruction or in the interpretation of a given project?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Audra is moving towards inviting or creating experiences in a space. There is a fine line between what is given by the artist and what is required of the viewer. The group discussed the delayed experience of the slow read of some of Audra’s work and questioned whether her approach involves a building up or paring down when conceiving and creating her projects. She responded that her process involves paring down her ideas and methods; she is aiming for a point that is just enough information to communicate an idea or feeling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;During the studio visit and discussion participants brought up a range of other topics and ideas that are related to communication such as reading micro-expressions, speech analysis, coding, ransom notes and transcription.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;-Amanda Lechner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 13px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);  font-style: normal; line-height: normal;  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKK1ayMd1BI/AAAAAAAAAkk/AlJ4gfJZg78/s320/audra_studiovisit1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522175564864934930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);  font-style: normal; line-height: normal;  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKK13E6op2I/AAAAAAAAAks/rzEwv945KrY/s320/audra_studiovisit2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522176050926757730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2424032611935028761?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2424032611935028761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2424032611935028761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2424032611935028761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2424032611935028761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/09/studio-notes.html' title='studio notes'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TKK1ayMd1BI/AAAAAAAAAkk/AlJ4gfJZg78/s72-c/audra_studiovisit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-425507834172817198</id><published>2010-09-19T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T11:06:59.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going to market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;below is a short video clip of &lt;i&gt;market&lt;/i&gt; - my experimental pop-up shop in the garment district that just ended a few weeks ago. i loved having a space of my own. and i like how the sewing table becomes akin to the kitchen table (i wonder if the table is some sort of icon for a meeting place, perhaps why marina abramovic originally used it in her &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/04/nyregion/04about.html"&gt;performance&lt;/a&gt;? and not to forget &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/servlet/ViewWork?workid=70990"&gt;rachel whiteread's casts&lt;/a&gt; of the spaces beneath a table). the interactions went well, lots of foot traffic and i found myself asking questions on a daily basis - how is it effecting the neighborhood, is this service needed? it was sort of absurd in a way - cutting and exchanging parts of clothing. people occasionally had requests on how they wanted their garment to be altered (specifying the neckline, shorter sleeves, a hole that needed attention) but this was not a mending service. when meeting one another, we are never really sure the way things will go. we are constantly being altered by proximity, by encounter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-733f513a6b969557" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D733f513a6b969557%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330335388%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FF2C10E31F929A0F212EF98CD5F04FB76EFBA5.EDDBE9D48FA86CDECFFD7E23C1C4D5BE98C15F8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D733f513a6b969557%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlLJ1FvIBeODq68bPkmb1Wo2BROg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D733f513a6b969557%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330335388%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FF2C10E31F929A0F212EF98CD5F04FB76EFBA5.EDDBE9D48FA86CDECFFD7E23C1C4D5BE98C15F8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D733f513a6b969557%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlLJ1FvIBeODq68bPkmb1Wo2BROg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-425507834172817198?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/425507834172817198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=425507834172817198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/425507834172817198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/425507834172817198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/09/going-to-market.html' title='going to market'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1683988162560709348</id><published>2010-09-09T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T06:33:09.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sub terrain / paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a sub terrain paradise? two exhibitions in one evening and sadly i am unable to attend either as i am typing this from &lt;a href="http://www.wassaicproject.org/"&gt;wassaic projects&lt;/a&gt;, an artist residency program in a very small but very beautiful town in upstate new york. it's my first time being on a residency and so far so good. more on that soon as well as photos and video clips from &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artcat.com/exhibits/11857"&gt;market&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the participatory pop-up shop that took place in the garment district - in 10 days there were 40 garments, 20 exchanges, and countless interactions. i enjoyed it so much and hope to do a similar project again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sub Terrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Curated by Andrew Thompson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Work: Ann Arbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;306 State Street, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ann Arbor, MI 48104&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Exhibition runs September 10th – October 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Opening Reception: September 10th 6-9 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What lies below the surface of the physical, the perceptible, and the quantifiable? Invisible forces of the subconscious simmer until they come to a head in subtle circumstances of serendipity or in violent disruption, sparring with the perceived logic of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sub Terrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is an all-media exhibition that invites artists to give vision to the invisible and explore the landscape of the immaterial and its convergence with the physical realm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Participants include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Amanda Lechner, Amanda Thatch, Amy Sacksteder, Audra Wolowiec, Audrey Russell, Barbara Neri, BJ Vogt, Cedric Tai, Christopher Ulivo, Debra Broz, Ginger Chase, Graem Whyte, Judy Rushin, Julie Lambert, Lauren Harlowe, Madeline Stillwell, Manisha Patel, Matt Frieburghaus, Megan Heeres, Melissa Jones, Mira Burack, Rachel Frank, Ryan Molloy, Sally Schluter Tardella, Scotty Wagner, Susan Evans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TInE4jFDQEI/AAAAAAAAAkU/HUZGlryfbFk/s400/t_in_it,_in_t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515155694460026946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;view of audio installation and score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the audio for this is &lt;i&gt;private space in a public time&lt;/i&gt; from my &lt;a href="http://www.artingeneral.org/projects/498"&gt;art in general audio in the elevator project&lt;/a&gt; exhibited earlier this year. i am very curious how it will be received, taken from its original context of the elevator into a very private listening experience. i made a visual score to accompany the work, using the same method as the audio of removing the words from vito acconci's text &lt;i&gt;public space in a private time&lt;/i&gt; to leave beginnings and endings, a visual thread of non-language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/"&gt;studio AND&lt;/a&gt;, my collaborative project with the very talented &lt;a href="http://www.nielscosman.com/"&gt;niels cosman&lt;/a&gt;, will be showing new work at &lt;a href="http://proteusgowanus.com/main/"&gt;proteus gowanus&lt;/a&gt; for the yearlong exhibition &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://proteusgowanus.com/main/current-exhibit/current-exhibitparadise"&gt;paradise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. we're excited to present a new urban meteorite field kit—complete with field guides, tools, and accessories all in a very stylish yet utilitarian messenger bag for urban explorers on the run. proteus is also home to the &lt;a href="http://proteusgowanus.com/main/reading-room/reanimation-library"&gt;reanimation library&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://morbidanatomy.blogspot.com/"&gt;morbid anatomy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://proteusgowanus.com/main/study-hall"&gt;study hall&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://proteusgowanus.com/main/reading-room/fixers-collective"&gt;fixers collective&lt;/a&gt; and many other interesting projects. my favorite part of the press release reads: &lt;i&gt;Jorge Luis Borges, explorer of imaginary worlds, said, "I have always imagined Paradise as a kind of library." &lt;/i&gt;me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TIo-wTAbc3I/AAAAAAAAAkc/jRR-druK90c/s320/proteusgowanus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515289693125309298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 68px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Please join us for the opening of our new yearlong theme, &lt;b&gt;Paradise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proteus Gowanus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;543 Union Street, Brooklyn, NY 11215&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Friday, September 10, 6:3-8:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Whether conceived as the birthplace of innocence or a final destination that only the chosen few can enter, the concept of paradise has entranced us across cultures and eras. For some it is the stillness of absolute peace, for others a zone of sensual delight with fountains, fruit, naked virgins, kindly animals and melodious music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As spiritual ascent or sensual escape, Paradise calls to us and we respond with our imaginations. From the hanging gardens of Nebuchadnezzar to the gardens in our own backyards, we seek to create accessible approximations of an unattainable realm of tranquility. Jorge Luis Borges, explorer of imaginary worlds, said, "I have always imagined Paradise as a kind of library." For less cerebral seekers, the tropics abound with sun-drenched resorts, open to anyone with a bank account, and amusement parks across the globe offer countless varieties of ecstatic experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Whether commercially, spiritually or artistically derived, all paradises thrive by providing stark contrast to the daily grind. Pliny the Great added to his idyllic description of the Islands of the Gods (also known as the Fortunate Isles): "These islands, however, are greatly annoyed by the putrefying bodies of monsters, which are constantly thrown up by the sea." And this is, indeed, the secret of paradise: for every heaven, there must be a hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This year, Proteus explores the theme of Paradise, examining the light and the dark sides of this alluring word and inviting our friends and visitors to join us as we roam with irony, sensuality and longing in search of paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Participating artists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Angelo Bellfatto, Diane Bertolo, Svetlana Boym, Dominique Cooper, Ernst Haeckel, John Hudak, Okay Karadiyalar, KS Lack, Eva Melas, Lado Pochkua, Lance Rutledge, Adine Sagalyn, Erik Schurink, Suzan Shutan, Suzanne Silver, Joshua Stern, Robert The, Friese Undine, Studio AND (Audra Wolowiec and Niels Cosman).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1683988162560709348?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1683988162560709348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1683988162560709348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1683988162560709348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1683988162560709348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/09/sub-terrain-paradise.html' title='sub terrain / paradise'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TInE4jFDQEI/AAAAAAAAAkU/HUZGlryfbFk/s72-c/t_in_it,_in_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6032969319553391991</id><published>2010-08-23T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T07:08:56.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/THMyT-er6RI/AAAAAAAAAkE/PUf-5SbII3o/s1600/AudraWolowiec_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/THMyT-er6RI/AAAAAAAAAkE/PUf-5SbII3o/s400/AudraWolowiec_front.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508802087974856978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/THMyNxMIfHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/W8sz_fZfJ0o/s1600/AudraWolowiec_back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/THMyNxMIfHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/W8sz_fZfJ0o/s400/AudraWolowiec_back.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508801981328161906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;market&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;an interactive installation by Audra Wolowiec&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 26 - Sept 27, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening Reception: August 27, 6-9pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hours: 11am - 6pm daily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closed: Sept 1-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;chashama 266&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;266 West 37th Street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New York, NY 10018&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chashama.org/"&gt;www.chashama.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's lonely living in the modern world - exchange!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"market," an interactive installation at chashama 266 by Audra Wolowiec, invites individuals to participate in an intimate micro-economy by brining garments to be altered through the process of exchange. Located in the Garment District of New York City, this site-specific project stems from a desire to connect with people and draw attention to the labor embedded in the garments we wear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acting as a "mercer," or "textile trader," the artist will provide a service that involves cutting out corresponding swatches from each item of clothing, transferring and sewing them in place of the other. Through this process of direct relations, a market is created based not on commerce but on tactile interaction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To participate, please visit the space during open hours and remember to bring an item of clothing. Participants will kindly be asked to leave their garments on display throughout the duration of the project and can retrieve them when the show closes on September 7th. The artist will be available for exchange daily from 11am - 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6032969319553391991?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6032969319553391991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6032969319553391991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6032969319553391991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6032969319553391991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/08/market_23.html' title='market'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/THMyT-er6RI/AAAAAAAAAkE/PUf-5SbII3o/s72-c/AudraWolowiec_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7925924466353758088</id><published>2010-08-15T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:24:09.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>roundtable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TGjc2Vh72hI/AAAAAAAAAjk/S2URT11xz5o/s1600/roundtable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TGjc2Vh72hI/AAAAAAAAAjk/S2URT11xz5o/s320/roundtable.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505893370510957074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week &lt;a href="http://www.yukaotani.com/"&gt;Yuka Otani&lt;/a&gt; and I co-organized a roundtable discussion on artist residencies in conjunction with &lt;a href="http://studiofuse.wordpress.com/"&gt;Studio Fuse&lt;/a&gt;, a studio critique group whose mission is to foster dialog and to share resources among artists. The panelists included: &lt;a href="http://laurabraciale.com/home.html"&gt;Laura Braciale&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.rachelfrank.com/"&gt;Rachel Frank&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.james-huang.com/"&gt;James Huang&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.stephanielempert.com/"&gt;Stephanie Lempert&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.christopher-robbins.com/"&gt;Christopher Robbins&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.yukaotani.com/"&gt;Yuka Otani&lt;/a&gt;. The artists presented their work and shared images taken on various residencies to show the grounds and to talk about the possibilities (and impossibilities) that living and working on-site can cultivate. It was an informative talk with lots of questions and very candid answers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A list of great resources when searching for residencies below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.artistcommunities.org"&gt;Artist Communities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nyfa.org/"&gt;NYFA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.resartis.org/"&gt;Res Artis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.re-title.typepad.com/opportunities"&gt;Re-title&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.artdeadlineslist.com"&gt;Art Deadline List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.nurtureart.org/nurtureart/index.php?ptr=page&amp;amp;pgid=229"&gt;Nuture Art Deadline Calendar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.press.thegreenlantern.org/store.html"&gt;"Phonebook"&lt;/a&gt; by Green Lantern Press&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.collegeart.org"&gt;College Art Association&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will soon be reporting on my own experience as an artist in residence—I was accepted into &lt;a href="http://www.wassaicproject.org/"&gt;The Wassaic Project&lt;/a&gt; for the month of September where I'll be living and working in a lovely barn upstate in the small Hamlet of Wassaic, New York, just east of the Hudson River.  It's my first residency, there is a lot to plan for: organizing, research, packing up tools, transportation, new bicycle tires! I'm really looking forward to the focused time and the unknown possibility of new places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7925924466353758088?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7925924466353758088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7925924466353758088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7925924466353758088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7925924466353758088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/08/roundtable.html' title='roundtable'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TGjc2Vh72hI/AAAAAAAAAjk/S2URT11xz5o/s72-c/roundtable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1952892749002850653</id><published>2010-07-28T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:18:47.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCsskEp34I/AAAAAAAAAjc/KtvABzTBTvk/s1600/note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCsskEp34I/AAAAAAAAAjc/KtvABzTBTvk/s400/note.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499085026616795010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(found in a pair of jeans from the thrift store)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1952892749002850653?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1952892749002850653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1952892749002850653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1952892749002850653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1952892749002850653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/07/found-in-pair-of-jeans-from-thrift.html' title=''/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCsskEp34I/AAAAAAAAAjc/KtvABzTBTvk/s72-c/note.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8767987356400286608</id><published>2010-07-25T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:41:24.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school of the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/"&gt;Studio AND&lt;/a&gt; recently participated in a project held in a small park in Greenpoint, Brooklyn called &lt;a href="http://schoolofthefuture.org/"&gt;School of the Future&lt;/a&gt;. Created by &lt;a href="http://cassiethornton.com/"&gt;Cassie Thornton&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amadeplace.com/?p=354"&gt;Christopher Kennedy&lt;/a&gt;, two fantastic artists and renegade educators, School of the Future was a series of free workshops and events dedicated to pushing the idea of what school can be. Studio AND presented &lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/news_school_of_the_future.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Urban Geological Study&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a course that taught how to identify, classify, and tell the story of objects found in the local urban environment. In the workshop we introduced the study of Urban Geology by discussing the formation of rocks and minerals and various methods of classification. We led a group on an Urban Geological Exploration to gather samples from the local environment and completed worksheets with drawings, maps, and writing. Each participant created a sample narrative that described their material's formation by combining geological history with a personal relationship formed with the object. At the end, each gave their sample a new name. It was an exciting event with lots of great discoveries. And to top it off, a Japanese television crew was there filming! Which could only lead us to believe that in the future, school will not only be more fun, it will be televised, in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is a nice write-up of School of the Future in the New York Post: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/p/news/local/brooklyn/if_this_is_school_sign_us_up_Uf8b8IvoxtlgzHRrZUud4L?CMP=OTC-rss&amp;amp;FEEDNAME="&gt;If this is 'school' sign us up!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and another in Metro: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metro.us/us/article/2010/07/30/05/4742-82/index.xml"&gt;Easy-to-draw dictators and other courses for all ages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCdsgkPqPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Y0tdnYXYF1U/s1600/sotf_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCdsgkPqPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Y0tdnYXYF1U/s400/sotf_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499068533001136370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Christopher explains his discovery of the "Vander-Tranductor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCfwEWMFwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/tq7OARwDAqE/s1600/sotf_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCfwEWMFwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/tq7OARwDAqE/s400/sotf_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499070793168721666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 153px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Niels discusses Urban Geology / School of the Future schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Studio AND is the collaboration between Audra Wolowiec and Niels Cosman. In 2009 Studio AND discovered a curious material unique to the urban landscape called Urban Meteorites. Soon after this discovery, The Department of Mineral Science was established to further investigate Urban Meteorites and to promote the exploration of the urban environment. You can learn more about this curious phenomenon at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;www.andindustries.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8767987356400286608?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8767987356400286608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8767987356400286608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8767987356400286608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8767987356400286608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/07/school-of-future.html' title='school of the future'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TFCdsgkPqPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Y0tdnYXYF1U/s72-c/sotf_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2556971392058207388</id><published>2010-06-24T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:41:48.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the democracy of objects</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks in preparation for a major renovation, I assisted with the deinstallation at &lt;a href="http://www.juddfoundation.org/new_york.htm"&gt;101 Spring Street&lt;/a&gt;. A location often overlooked, hidden behind layers of scaffold and industrial screen, was once the residence of the artist, sculptor and collector &lt;a href="http://www.juddfoundation.org/bio.htm"&gt;Donald Judd&lt;/a&gt;. In 1968 the pioneer of permanent installation moved into his five story home, now a foundation, that remains one of the last, if not only, glimpses into SoHo living of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a docent at the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.juddfoundation.org/"&gt;Judd Foundation&lt;/a&gt; for several years, spending afternoons leading tours, an hour here and hour there, basking in the light from the floor to ceiling windows—intrigued. I can’t say it was love at first sight, however, Judd’s sense of order and specificity seemed too rigid, his writing distant. I felt a disconnect between his artistic sensibilities and being inside his home—the warmth of being enveloped between the wooden floor and mirroring wood-planked ceiling, the creosote soaked plaster walls from the building’s previous life as a textile factory, and the enormous, imperfect, weathered Texas pine tables and shelves that seemed as inseparable from the architecture as the walls themselves. Who is this Donald Judd I often wondered? Perhaps it was because I hadn’t been to &lt;a href="http://www.juddfoundation.org/marfa.htm"&gt;Marfa&lt;/a&gt; (Judd’s other home in Texas where his legacy remains preserved through permanently installed work), or perhaps because he belonged to a different generation of artists, a time that I will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing gloves and fully stocked with any archival material one could imagine, the collection was dissected and packed, piece by piece. Tagged, dated and classified: rock, spherical rock, hair band, rusty nail, fur coat. Each piece was accounted for. A pebble was given as much consideration as a &lt;a href="http://www.askart.com/AskART/photos/SNY20071114_5328/11.jpg"&gt;Chamberlain&lt;/a&gt;. The natural, industrial, and the artistic were without rank—each present as a reminder of its own individual purpose. Thought, aesthetic, and function knew no order. Was Donald Judd sentimental? Or perhaps some sort of Zen pioneer? Beneath the perfect right angles of steel and anodized aluminum, Judd had heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainer, his daughter, gave a speech on the last day the building was open before renovation. It was an emotional invocation, commemorating what would have been Judd’s 82nd birthday and a life lived in and out of a family home that would be soon dismantled and eventually, turned into a museum. Later I learned that her concerns included not only preserving the integrity of the building structurally, but atmospherically—how the light entered the pressed glass windows, and the smell, slightly tangy and wooden (descriptions that might read like the contents of a perfume designed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comme_des_Gar%C3%A7ons"&gt;Comme des Garcons&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;electricity, metal, mineral, the smell of dust on a hot light bulb, freshly welded steel, ink from a fountain pen, fresh pencil shavings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It was as if, by describing these intangible but ever-present atmospherics, she was in fact describing Judd himself, permeating the pores of the architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Spiral Jetta&lt;/span&gt;, Erin Hogan’s account of traveling the American West in search of Land Art (including a visit to Smithson’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiral Jetty&lt;/span&gt; in a little Jetta that could), she speaks eloquently of "deep time." Quoting the geologist, John McPhee from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annals of the Former World&lt;/span&gt;, “The human mind may not have evolved enough to be able to comprehend deep time.” By preserving his legacy with such tenacity, perhaps Judd wanted to exist within the annals of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep time&lt;/span&gt;—a slippery concept to grasp, thousands and millions of years, accumulation and erosion measuring up to moments beyond the physical—the trace of a scent, the flicker of buoyant light—where round, square, earth, body, and sky all intermingle. Neither painting nor sculpture*. Nor clothing nor textile nor utensil. All remain quite rigorously, yet simply, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;objects&lt;/span&gt;, existing side by side, clinging dearly to space and time, democratically existing on the same plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TCQmyorbgVI/AAAAAAAAAic/039IFy8BivA/s1600/judd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TCQmyorbgVI/AAAAAAAAAic/039IFy8BivA/s320/judd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486552897398997330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;view of the Judd Foundation at 101 Spring Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*from Judd's essay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Specific Objects&lt;/span&gt; available as a .pdf download &lt;a href="http://homepage.newschool.edu/%7Equigleyt/vcs/judd-so.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2556971392058207388?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2556971392058207388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2556971392058207388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2556971392058207388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2556971392058207388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/06/democracy-of-objects.html' title='the democracy of objects'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TCQmyorbgVI/AAAAAAAAAic/039IFy8BivA/s72-c/judd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6089062191618671872</id><published>2010-06-11T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:20:37.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>science fair update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TBMZDNgOWII/AAAAAAAAAiU/H6Jkyzw_OFI/s1600/SCIENCE_FAIR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TBMZDNgOWII/AAAAAAAAAiU/H6Jkyzw_OFI/s320/SCIENCE_FAIR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481752714395146370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last weekend at the &lt;a href="http://www.fluxfactory.org/the-science-fair/"&gt;science fair&lt;/a&gt;, eliza strickland from discover magazine stopped by and wrote a lovely article and posted many images from the show that can be seen &lt;a href="http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/discoblog/2010/06/11/photo-gallery-when-artists-take-over-the-science-fair/5/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6089062191618671872?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6089062191618671872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6089062191618671872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6089062191618671872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6089062191618671872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/06/science-fair-update.html' title='science fair update!'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TBMZDNgOWII/AAAAAAAAAiU/H6Jkyzw_OFI/s72-c/SCIENCE_FAIR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-2711202823010984576</id><published>2010-06-05T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:34:22.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>science fair</title><content type='html'>for two weekends only, &lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/"&gt;studio AND&lt;/a&gt; will be featuring urban meteorites at the &lt;a href="http://www.fluxfactory.org/the-science-fair/"&gt;flux factory's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fluxfactory.org/the-science-fair/"&gt; science fair&lt;/a&gt;—a quirky project that explores the boundaries between art and science through the lens of grade-school aesthetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fluxfactory.org/"&gt;flux factory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june 5-6 and 12-13&lt;br /&gt;saturday and sunday from 12-6pm&lt;br /&gt;special flux thursday awards ceremony: june 10, 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.andindustries.org"&gt;studio AND&lt;/a&gt; is a collaborative project i've been working on with my studio mate (and designer extraordinaire), &lt;a href="http://www.nielscosman.com/"&gt;niels cosman&lt;/a&gt;. it began about a year ago as a conversation and has developed into its own research division. please come see us and find out how you can obtain a DIY field guide kit to become a member of our growing team of future geologists:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TAsrYt32i2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Qz79zwn6AgE/s1600/04_UrbanMeteorite_fieldguide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TAsrYt32i2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Qz79zwn6AgE/s320/04_UrbanMeteorite_fieldguide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479521075257052002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from the press release:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Flux Factory and The Metric System are proud to present Science Fair, an exhibition of works by artist-scientists and scientist-artists!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inspired by grade-school education fairs, Science Fair is a collaborative effort that examines science-based projects and concepts through the lens of art. Artists will create their own presentation booths and interactive experiments to be on display at the Fair. The exhibition explores the potential for science as a breeding ground for art: a way to inform and inspire art as a springboard for creative thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Fair will showcase over two dozen projects including an artist-run weather station, robots that draw, urban meteorites, a cabinet of curiosities, and electro-magnetic field mapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Participating artists: Robin Brehm, Daupo, Lisa Glauer &amp;amp; Kaethe Wenzel, Fred Forest, Samwell Freeman, Hope Ginsburg &amp;amp; Colablablab, Kate Hartman, Jay Henderson, Jaime Iglehart, Scott Kildall, Rafael Hidalgo Múgica, Julia Oldham, James Rouvelle &amp;amp; Lili Maya, Daniel Schludi, SP Weather Station, Chad Stayrook, Studio AND, Flint Weisser, Elizabeth Whalley, Jing YuThe Metric System is a New York-based collective that encourages cross-disciplinary collaborations between artists, thinkers, scientists, and political activists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-2711202823010984576?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/2711202823010984576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=2711202823010984576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2711202823010984576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/2711202823010984576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/06/science-fair.html' title='science fair'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/TAsrYt32i2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Qz79zwn6AgE/s72-c/04_UrbanMeteorite_fieldguide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4205373680667676907</id><published>2010-05-24T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:22:25.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>audio in the elevator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S_t4wOYK4mI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XUF99e6i8GQ/s1600/elevator_collage_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S_t4wOYK4mI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XUF99e6i8GQ/s400/elevator_collage_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475102541887496802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my audio piece, &lt;a href="http://www.artingeneral.org/projects/498"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;private space in a public time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, based on vito acconci's text, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;public space in a private time&lt;/span&gt;, will be installed through next friday, june 4th at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.artingeneral.org/"&gt;art in general&lt;/a&gt;. please stop by to ride the elevator to the 6th floor, and back again. you can listen to a short excerpt of the piece below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf" w3c="true" flashvars="config={&amp;quot;key&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;playlist&amp;quot;:[{&amp;quot;url&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;http://www.archive.org/download/PrivateSpaceInAPublicTime/audraaudio30sec.mp3&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;autoPlay&amp;quot;:false}],&amp;quot;clip&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;autoPlay&amp;quot;:true},&amp;quot;canvas&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;backgroundColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x000000&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;backgroundGradient&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;none&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;plugins&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;audio&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;url&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;controls&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;playlist&amp;quot;:false,&amp;quot;fullscreen&amp;quot;:false,&amp;quot;gloss&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;high&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;backgroundColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x000000&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;backgroundGradient&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sliderColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x777777&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;progressColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x777777&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;timeColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0xeeeeee&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;durationColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x01DAFF&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;buttonColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x333333&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;buttonOverColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x505050&amp;quot;}},&amp;quot;contextMenu&amp;quot;:[{&amp;quot;Listen+to+PrivateSpaceInAPublicTime+at+archive.org&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;function()&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;-&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Flowplayer 3.0.5&amp;quot;]}" height="24" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4205373680667676907?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4205373680667676907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4205373680667676907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4205373680667676907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4205373680667676907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/05/audio-in-elevator.html' title='audio in the elevator'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S_t4wOYK4mI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XUF99e6i8GQ/s72-c/elevator_collage_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7643024758243450434</id><published>2010-05-14T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:32:08.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>materialogy</title><content type='html'>my dear friend and studio mate, &lt;a href="http://www.nielscosman.com/"&gt;niels cosman&lt;/a&gt;, will have new work up this weekend at &lt;a href="http://www.modelcitizensnyc.com/"&gt;model citizen's&lt;/a&gt; in conjunction with new york design week and the international furniture fair. a mix of industrial and the natural, space age and farm age, his new work is truly a labor of love. please stop by to see his work and other RISD talents such as &lt;a href="http://www.graindesign.com/"&gt;GRAIN design&lt;/a&gt; and the collective &lt;a href="http://www.helloweare.com/"&gt;Hello. We Are __&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;featured at &lt;a href="http://www.hosfeltgallery.com/"&gt;hosfelt gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;531 west 36th st, 2nd floor&lt;br /&gt;new york, ny 10018&lt;br /&gt;opening reception: saturday may 15, 5-8pm&lt;br /&gt;hours: saturday may 15 - monday may 17, 11am - 7pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S-2JyQRxziI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fqWR9MgZLe4/s1600/acornpod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S-2JyQRxziI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fqWR9MgZLe4/s320/acornpod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471180618781019682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;niels cosman, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acorn pod&lt;/span&gt;, wood and glass, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you can stay up to date with niels' ongoing process on his aptly titled blog: &lt;a href="http://materialogy.blogspot.com/"&gt;materialogy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7643024758243450434?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7643024758243450434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7643024758243450434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7643024758243450434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7643024758243450434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/05/materialogy.html' title='materialogy'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S-2JyQRxziI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fqWR9MgZLe4/s72-c/acornpod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-9221206571554651965</id><published>2010-04-26T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:43:12.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>private space in a public time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S9YPT9jSiGI/AAAAAAAAAgs/gciwC4pOD3U/s1600/audraaudio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S9YPT9jSiGI/AAAAAAAAAgs/gciwC4pOD3U/s320/audraaudio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464572033475184738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last friday was the opening for my new audio work commissioned by &lt;a href="http://www.artingeneral.org/"&gt;art in general&lt;/a&gt; for the &lt;a href="http://www.artingeneral.org/info/projects/av_elevator"&gt;a/v elevator&lt;/a&gt; project space. a unique space to inhabit—6 floors of slightly awkward yet intimate encounters layered through constant motion. in an elevator, you are always waiting to be somewhere else. up or down. if a building were a body, an elevator might be like an artery, or a nerve, carrying impulses to inform other parts of its dependent system (&lt;a href="http://www.yukaotani.com/"&gt;yuka&lt;/a&gt; said it was like being in the throat of  the building). it brings to mind foucault's &lt;a href="http://foucault.info/documents/heteroTopia/foucault.heteroTopia.en.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heteorotopia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: an undefined space that is neither here nor there&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;spaces that are simultaneously interior and exterior, such as the space of a phone call or the moment when you see yourself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the work is titled &lt;a href="http://www.artingeneral.org/projects/498"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;private space in a public time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, taken from vito acconci's 1990 essay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;public space in a private time&lt;/span&gt;. i read aloud the first four sections and afterwards, removed the words. what remains are starts and stops, glottal blips, breaths and consonant murmurs. the text was inverted in a way—time was removed along with language to reveal a part of the voice that carries words along like a bridge or a string, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thread&lt;/span&gt; of the voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joanlabarbara.com/"&gt;joan la barbara&lt;/a&gt; came up in conversation&lt;br /&gt;as did vito acconci's early writings: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Language-Cover-Page-Writings-Acconci/dp/0262012243"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;language to cover a page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this project leaves me wondering how the voice is used to mediate a visceral experience—how it internally affects the body and the way in which we move through a space, causing one to linger or to leave. phonemes as pheromones. voice clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PUBLIC SPACE IN A PRIVATE TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vito Acconci, 1990&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It used to be, you could walk down the streets of a city and always know what time it was. There was a clock in every store; all you had to do was look through the store window as you passed by. The business day came and went with its own time clock; after hours, if the store was dark, the street lights let you still see inside—you had the time not just for business but for pleasure. But then times changed, and time went away. Well, it didn't go away exactly, but it certainly did go out: time went out like a virus and spread through all those bodies walking the street. Time aimed straight not for the heart but for the arm, it fit around the wrist in the form of a watch: the quarts watch that was no trouble to make and no worry to wear, the cheap wristwatch you could buy for two or three dollars off-the-shelf and on-the-street. The wristwatch was no longer an expensive graduation present, no longer a reward for a lifetime of service to the corporation. Time came cheap now; you picked up a watch like a pack of matches as you walked down Canal Street, watches were instant fashion, you chose one to suit your every mood—take one with a built-in calculator, one that ran on a few drops of water, one whose hand were entangled in a spider's web. There was no need anymore for time to installed on the street, in a bank or a liquor store; no need for time to be set in place, to be in the place where you happened by, when all the while you were on your own time, you wore time on your sleeve, you had time (almost) in the palm of your hand. Public time was dead; there wasn't time anymore for public space; public space was the next to go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Public space in an old habit. The words 'public space' are deceptive; when I hear the words, when I say the words, I'm forced to have an image of a physical place I can point to and be in. I should be thinking only of a condition; but, instead, I imagine an architectural type, and I think of a piazza, or a town square, or a city commons. Public space, I assume, without thinking about it, is a place where the public gathers. The public gathers in two kinds of space. The first is a space that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; public, a place where the public gathers because it has a right to the place; the second is a space that is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made&lt;/span&gt; public, a place where the public gathers precisely because it doesn't have the right—a place made public by force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In the space that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; public, the public whose space this is had agreed to be a public; these are people 'in the form on the city,' they are public when they act 'in the name of the city.' They 'own' the city only in quotes. The establishment of certain space in the city as 'public' is a reminder, a warning, that the rest of the city isn't public. New York doesn't belong to us, and neither does Paris, and neither does Des Moines.  Setting up a public space means setting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aside&lt;/span&gt; a public space. Public space is a place in the middle of the city, but isolated from the city. Public space is the piazza, an open space separated from the closure of alleys and dead-ends; public space is the piazza, a space in the light, away from the plots and conspiracies in dark smokey rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The space that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; public began as its own opposite. This was a space that was never meant to be public at all: a royal space, or a presidential space, or a corporate space. This private and privileged space has inherent in it, from its beginning, the seeds of public space: the fact of its existence provoked desire, its privacy functioned as a taunt to the public that felt left out. Once that space has been taken over by force and made public, it has inherent in it, in turn, the seeds of private space, the seeds of a re-defined and re-inhabited privacy: the public that takes it over is working its way up to the royalty or the presidency or the corporate office. Private space becomes public when the public that wants it won't give it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-9221206571554651965?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/9221206571554651965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=9221206571554651965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/9221206571554651965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/9221206571554651965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/04/private-space-in-public-time.html' title='private space in a public time'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S9YPT9jSiGI/AAAAAAAAAgs/gciwC4pOD3U/s72-c/audraaudio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-805268682181312068</id><published>2010-04-16T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:48:11.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="asset-content entry-content"&gt;          &lt;div class="asset-body"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://jameswagner.com/"&gt;james wagner&lt;/a&gt; wrote a great review for the exhibition at st. cecilia's, he seems to really get the atmosphere of the space and the intentions of the artists involved. for the full article and installation images, click &lt;a href="http://jameswagner.com/2010/04/ecstatic_at_cecilias.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's probably not technically a pop-up show. It's also not merely another spawn (if here a silver lining) of our continuing Great Recession, like most of the new spaces hosting new art in New York and elsewhere. Then could we be watching the birth of a Greenpoint Biannual&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a shelter for the emerging artists' own periodic "cross section of contemporary art production", to borrow a phrase from the Whitney itself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Barry and I were in the former Catholic St. Cecilia Convent last Sunday for the second time in six months. Once again Father Jim, the pastor of the parish had generously and visionarily turned the space over to some young curators and artists. The Round Robin Collecive's "ECSTATIC", both an exhibition and a series of events and performances, assembled by a group of invited artists, ends its four-week run this Sunday. An excerpt from the statement which appears on the show's website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While some of the participating artists’ work deals directly with notions of ecstasy, the title of the show does not allude to an overt theme in the work presented; rather, it refers to the process of making and encountering art and the results produced from inspired relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Three floors of the formerly-empty rooms of the nearly century-old building are filled by underknown artists with interesting new work in virtually every medium. I had been eagerly anticipating a visit, because of the pleasures we had encountered last&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;September in the show put together by a different group of artists, but almost as soon as we walked in I thought I had died and gone to heaven. There are certainly great pleasures to be found in visiting museums and galleries, but they are nothing like those associated with the immediacy and serendipity of sharing in the work of good artists in any medium when they decide to put on a show with only a minimum of structure or system provided from without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While some of the work may not completely unfold while competing with the intrusiveness of the abandoned-convent environment (just about the opposite of the clean white box so associated with the exhibition of art in the late twentieth century), in many if not most cases the circumstances of the installations seem ideal, oddly better than what a gallery might provide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-805268682181312068?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/805268682181312068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=805268682181312068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/805268682181312068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/805268682181312068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-review.html' title='another review'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3146412135332487230</id><published>2010-03-31T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:53:49.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review</title><content type='html'>a nice review of the group show &lt;a href="http://www.artcat.com/exhibits/11018"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://idiommag.com/2010/03/ecstatic-at-st-ceilias/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;idiom magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by daniel pearce.&lt;br /&gt;please stop by for the last weekend and see films by &lt;a href="http://jemcohenfilms.com/"&gt;jem cohen&lt;/a&gt; this saturday at 7pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3146412135332487230?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3146412135332487230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3146412135332487230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3146412135332487230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3146412135332487230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/03/review.html' title='review'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1529926417948782776</id><published>2010-03-12T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:15:47.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ecstatic group show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S5qSpkdwoFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/u2CfvqUXTRM/s1600-h/bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S5qSpkdwoFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/u2CfvqUXTRM/s200/bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447827942118826066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Round Robin Collective presents:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:'Times';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ECSTATIC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;March 13 – April 4, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Opening reception: Friday, March 12, 7-9 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The former convent of St. Cecilia’s Parish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;21 Monitor Street, Brooklyn, NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hours: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sat 12-10 pm, Sun-Mon 12-6 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with additional hours for special events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;roundrobinbrooklyn.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Round Robin Collective is pleased to announce &lt;i&gt;ECSTATIC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, an exhibition and series of events to be held in the former convent of St. Cecilia’s Parish in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For four weeks, The Round Robin Collective - along with a group of invited artists - will populate the four-story maze of private rooms, living spaces, stairwells, and alcoves previously occupied by nuns. Taking varied approaches to the installation of their separate rooms, individual artists and collaborative teams will present recent works or will respond directly to the building, imbued with its unique history and sacrosanct aura. While some of the participating artists’ work deals directly with notions of ecstasy, the title of the show does not allude to an overt theme in the work presented; rather, it refers to the process of making and encountering art and the results produced from inspired relationships. Like the mental transport or rapture that can exist in the contemplation of the divine, the experience of creating and considering art can trigger moments of ecstasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Exhibiting artists will include: Lisa Boumstein-Smalley, &lt;a href="http://www.marybillyou.com/"&gt;Mary Billyou&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amandabrowder.com/%20"&gt;Amanda Browder&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.keeler-machnic.com/"&gt;Stuart Keeler&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.carolineburghardt.com/"&gt;Caroline Burghardt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lisacaccioppoli.com/splash.html"&gt;Lisa Caccioppoli&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ofricnaani.com/"&gt;Ofri Cnaani&lt;/a&gt;, Chris Cobb, &lt;a href="http://david-coyle.com/home.html"&gt;David Coyle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jeffdegolier.com/"&gt;Jeff DeGollier&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.martinesteves.com/"&gt;Martin Esteves&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://giselainsuaste.com/"&gt;Gisela Insuaste&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jamiekim.org/"&gt;Jamie Kim&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.stephanieliner.com/"&gt;Stephanie Liner&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.deirdremcconnell.com/"&gt;Deirdre McConnell&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://katherinmcinnis.com/"&gt;Katherin McInnis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.emceecm.com/"&gt;Emcee C.M., Master of None&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.huongngo.com/"&gt;Huong Ngo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.christopherrose-art.com/"&gt;Christopher Rose&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.pan-o-matic.com/"&gt;Stephanie Rothenberg&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.artslant.com/global/artists/show/20368-dorothy-royle"&gt;Dorothy Royle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thedavidsmith.com/"&gt;David B. Smith&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.brinathurston.com/"&gt;Brina Thurston&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.matthewspiegelman.com/"&gt;Matthew Spiegelman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.janosstone.com/"&gt;Janos Stone&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cassiethornton.com/"&gt;Cassie Thorton&lt;/a&gt; + Action Club, &lt;a href="http://www.jennyvogel.net/"&gt;Jenny Vogel&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.davidmcbride.net/"&gt;David McBride&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.audrawolowiec.com/"&gt;Audra Wolowiec&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:'Times';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Curated screenings, workshops, and performances will be held weekly in the former chapel of the convent. Events include: opening party music by &lt;b&gt;Donny Hue and the Colors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; as well as &lt;b&gt;Irvin Morazan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;’s “Musical Chair Performance,” an homage to Saint Cecilia, the patron saint of musicians (3/12); an evening of sound performances with &lt;b&gt;Lary 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Flying Teeth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Doom Trumpet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (3/13); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Low-Resolution Stories,” live cinema with &lt;b&gt;Jenny Vogel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Ofri Cnaani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;followed by music with &lt;b&gt;Chatter Blip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (3/19); “The Alternative Art Space Movement in NYC,” a panel discussion with &lt;b&gt;Erin Sickler&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Herb Tam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Rob de Oude&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;EmCee C.M., Master of None&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; moderated by &lt;b&gt;Mary Billyou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (3/20); music by &lt;b&gt;Toys n Tiny Instruments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; followed by “Diamonds in the Sky,” a evening of film/video curated by &lt;b&gt;John Passmore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (3/20); “Escape from the Orgone Box: Houdini &amp;amp; Reich on Film,” an evening of film with live soundtracks by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Séance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;presented by &lt;b&gt;Bradley Eros and Marianne Shaneen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (3/26); a collective sewing day with &lt;b&gt;Amanda Browder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for the construction of the public artwork, “Future Phenomena”&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(3/27); an empanada and tamale demonstration/potluck event hosted by &lt;b&gt;Gisela Insuaste&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;and Irvin Morazan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (3/28); closing the exhibition, a film/video screening curated by &lt;b&gt;Jem Cohen &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(4/3); additional events to be announced. Details and updates regarding all the events are available on our web site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin: 0pt;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Round Robin Collective is a Brooklyn-based group of artists established in 2008 to forge connections and create a space for dialogue in and out of the studio. Meeting for monthly studio visits, members of the collective work in all media, fostering a dynamic exchange across disciplines and outside the commercial sphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-1529926417948782776?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/1529926417948782776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=1529926417948782776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1529926417948782776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/1529926417948782776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/03/ecstatic-group-show.html' title='ecstatic group show'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S5qSpkdwoFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/u2CfvqUXTRM/s72-c/bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-1527066022551303548</id><published>2010-02-28T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:02:37.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>subway song</title><content type='html'>bampehbambampa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350"  height="24"  allowfullscreen="true"  allowscriptaccess="always"  src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf"  w3c="true"  flashvars='config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/bampehbambampa_974/Bampehbambampa.mp3","autoPlay":false}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Listen+to+bampehbambampa_974+at+archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}'&gt; 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- a movement that encourages less mediated interactions, book reading, land lines, powering off, and doing one thing at a time. you can read more about it on &lt;a href="http://slowmedia.typepad.com/"&gt;slowmedia.typepad.com&lt;/a&gt; or listen to the excerpt from &lt;a href="http://marketplace.publicradio.org/display/web/2009/11/17/pm-slow-media/"&gt;marketplace&lt;/a&gt; on public radio (and if you can stand the irony, join the slow media group on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=42521569630#%21/group.php?gid=42521569630&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faintly audible glances&lt;br /&gt;honey&lt;br /&gt;ships&lt;br /&gt;and slugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5737491856418377748?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5737491856418377748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5737491856418377748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5737491856418377748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5737491856418377748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2010/02/slow-media-movment.html' title='a slow media movement'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5926040229670622938</id><published>2009-12-06T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:31:40.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>space is the place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/Sxyf8ozy-iI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BLgaTdzS4rE/s1600-h/theuniverse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/Sxyf8ozy-iI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BLgaTdzS4rE/s400/theuniverse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412376716288129570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/10/science/space/10hubble.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5926040229670622938?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5926040229670622938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5926040229670622938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5926040229670622938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5926040229670622938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/12/space-is-place.html' title='space is the place'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/Sxyf8ozy-iI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BLgaTdzS4rE/s72-c/theuniverse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-979267507708165701</id><published>2009-12-01T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:45:16.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a plot, to plot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxXrqI9jI8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/yfununDuYMI/s1600-h/plot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxXrqI9jI8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/yfununDuYMI/s400/plot2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410489636548191170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;plot (n)&lt;br /&gt;1. a secret plan or scheme&lt;br /&gt;2. a storyline&lt;br /&gt;3. a small piece of area or ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::thoughts&lt;br /&gt;that a narrative (plot) has both place in language &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and site&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-979267507708165701?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/979267507708165701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=979267507708165701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/979267507708165701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/979267507708165701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/12/plot.html' title='a plot, to plot'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxXrqI9jI8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/yfununDuYMI/s72-c/plot2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-8836567916164442104</id><published>2009-11-27T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:48:10.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yours in science</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;niels and i love this letter. it's been a huge influence (and ongoing source of entertainment)&lt;br /&gt;while working on our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/projects.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;urban meteorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; project:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thu, 24 Feb 1994 12:55:10 EST&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Concerning your recent submission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paleoanthropology Division&lt;br /&gt;Smithsonian Institute&lt;br /&gt;207 Pennsylvania Avenue&lt;br /&gt;Washington, DC 20078&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your latest submission to the Institute, labeled&lt;br /&gt;"211-D, layer seven, next to the clothesline post. Hominid&lt;br /&gt;skull." We have given this specimen a careful and detailed&lt;br /&gt;examination, and regret to inform you that we disagree with your&lt;br /&gt;theory that it represents "conclusive proof of the presence of&lt;br /&gt;Early Man in Charleston County two million years ago." Rather, it&lt;br /&gt;appears that what you have found is the head of a Barbie doll, of&lt;br /&gt;the variety one of our staff, who has small children, believes to&lt;br /&gt;be the "Malibu Barbie". It is evident that you have given a great&lt;br /&gt;deal of thought to the analysis of this specimen, and you may be&lt;br /&gt;quite certain that those of us who are familiar with your prior&lt;br /&gt;work in the field were loathe to come to contradiction with your&lt;br /&gt;findings. However, we do feel that there are a number of physical&lt;br /&gt;attributes of the specimen which might have tipped you off to&lt;br /&gt;it's modern origin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...continue to read the full article &lt;a href="http://www.mit.edu/afs/athena/activity/h/humor/Incoming/not.a.skull"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mit.edu/afs/athena/activity/h/humor/Incoming/not.a.skull"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-8836567916164442104?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/8836567916164442104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=8836567916164442104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8836567916164442104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/8836567916164442104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/11/yours-in-science.html' title='yours in science'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3340021469002512150</id><published>2009-11-22T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:15:17.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>salt lake city utah, meteor 11/18/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="275" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jhf4ezudqQU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jhf4ezudqQU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="275" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3340021469002512150?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3340021469002512150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3340021469002512150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3340021469002512150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3340021469002512150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/11/salt-lake-city-utah-meteor-111809.html' title='salt lake city utah, meteor 11/18/09'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6572920770206659714</id><published>2009-11-08T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:10:33.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>index of sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://anarchymoon.com/sounds/powerfield/"&gt;index of /sounds/powerfield&lt;/a&gt; is a collection of recordings made "in the field" with on-site processing such as pedals, laptops and acoustic phenomena. Traditional field recordings are made outside of the studio without the use of processing, just as sounds recorded through a microphone. This two disk compilation aims to give more creative control, allowing composers to bring additional equipment with them on-site. There is something romantic about this process—like a landscape painter walking out into the field to set up a nomadic studio, using what tools and limitations are at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the opposite spectrum is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bitforms.com/current.html#id=133&amp;amp;num=1"&gt;1-Bit Symphony&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.tristanperich.com/"&gt;Tristan Perich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; an exhibition that just closed at &lt;a href="http://www.bitforms.com/index.php"&gt;Bitforms Gallery&lt;/a&gt;. Composed of a single circuit housed in a clear cd case, sounds are created from mathematical constructions that literally perform live when turned on. With titles like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Repeat her&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Electrophysical&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fall Front Fast&lt;/span&gt;, it is difficult to link the code with the track, allowing the sounds to have an autonomous life, extracted from their mathematical origins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The layered tones in its score are synthesized by binary pulses of electricity, emphasizing the physical quality of sound.  By reducing sound into primary units of digital measure, Perich’s musical compositions offer critique to overly produced and  recorded media. Rather than use data to produce a representation of analogue phenomena, raw electrical pulses in these works create pitch and rhythm when played through a speaker—creating music that is, at its essence, electronic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Perich’s visual compositions also explore texture, noise and order using recursive logic. Woven from  geometric structures, his drawings contain layers of choreographed linear repetition. Executed with a pen connected to a machine, line in these images gives way to densely packed surfaces and planes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SvcE3UKnhUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/t_9_MX3I7zI/s1600-h/perich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SvcE3UKnhUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/t_9_MX3I7zI/s320/perich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401791626406757698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SvcFL_6hNUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/KIUq1MzPVvI/s1600-h/perich2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SvcFL_6hNUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/KIUq1MzPVvI/s320/perich2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401791981747778882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The images above are from the exhibition taken using an iPhone application that simulates the effects of a Polaroid camera. &lt;a href="http://shakeitphoto.com/"&gt;ShakeItPhoto&lt;/a&gt; is the digital counterpart to its analog surrogate, almost rendered obsolete (Oct 9th marked the final expiration date of Polaroid film). However, with news for re-production of the film sometime in 2010, there is hope that digital and analog will continue to live happily together—side by side, measure by measure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6572920770206659714?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6572920770206659714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6572920770206659714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6572920770206659714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6572920770206659714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/11/index-of-sounds.html' title='index of sounds'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SvcE3UKnhUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/t_9_MX3I7zI/s72-c/perich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5836140012074074910</id><published>2009-11-02T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:59:54.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaarg</title><content type='html'>I recently became aware of an amazing online resource featuring an overwhelming number of articles, essays and theory all relating to art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;AAAARG was created with the intention of developing critical discourse outside of an institutional framework. But rather than thinking of it like a new building, imagine scaffolding that attaches onto existing buildings and creates new architectures between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out, it will keep you busy for a very long time //////  &lt;a href="http://a.aaaarg.org/"&gt;http://a.aaaarg.org/&lt;/a&gt; /////&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5836140012074074910?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5836140012074074910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5836140012074074910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5836140012074074910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5836140012074074910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/11/aaaarg.html' title='aaaarg'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6235576339886531956</id><published>2009-11-01T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:49:55.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post marathon debris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxBc-AzGOpI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KI_snf3jhZI/s1600/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxBc-AzGOpI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KI_snf3jhZI/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408925372907928210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxBfLrh9_TI/AAAAAAAAAec/O4NNpy2fF44/s1600/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxBfLrh9_TI/AAAAAAAAAec/O4NNpy2fF44/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408927806740364594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxBiTOWF3LI/AAAAAAAAAes/tcDRCuoX_PA/s1600/photo%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxBiTOWF3LI/AAAAAAAAAes/tcDRCuoX_PA/s320/photo%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408931234879757490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in an incredible surge of energy, after 40,000 runners coming together from around the world hit the concrete - drawing a line through the boroughs of new york city - a trail of cups and clouds of water containers left behind an eerie residue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6235576339886531956?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6235576339886531956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6235576339886531956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6235576339886531956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6235576339886531956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-marathon-debris.html' title='post marathon debris'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SxBc-AzGOpI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KI_snf3jhZI/s72-c/photo%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6315493884894556151</id><published>2009-10-16T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:27:47.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ice house detroit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.icehousedetroit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ice House&lt;/a&gt; is a project by my friend, photographer &lt;a href="http://www.gregoryholm.com/"&gt;Greg Holm&lt;/a&gt; and his collaborator, &lt;a href="http://thewilding.com/"&gt;Matthew Radune&lt;/a&gt;. It "involves the acquisition and recontextualization of one of the 80,000 abandoned houses in the city. The house will be sprayed with water in subzero temperatures, gradually building up layers of ice over the course of several days or weeks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to raise $11,000 by the end of December - you can donate as little as a fiver to get them going &lt;a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/icehousedetroit/ice-house-detroit"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/"&gt;Kickstarter&lt;/a&gt; (a great online resource for project funding). They've been getting some good press lately too - an article here on  &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=114194482"&gt;NPR&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6315493884894556151?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6315493884894556151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6315493884894556151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6315493884894556151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6315493884894556151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/10/ice-house-detroit.html' title='ice house detroit'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7371778480204045080</id><published>2009-09-27T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:48:27.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late night listening</title><content type='html'>i love listening to the radio late at night. there's an intimacy there, with less animated announcers who pause more and give the feeling you might be the only person listening. the creators of &lt;a href="http://audience.redhouseartradio.org/"&gt;((audience)) on-air&lt;/a&gt; are night owls too. they've created a a nine day radio program that's going on right now. you can tune in at &lt;a href="http://redhouseartradio.org/"&gt;redhouseartradio.org&lt;/a&gt; or download their free iPhone application. a note from the curator, Emmanuel Madan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As late-night radio listeners well know, unusual things can happen on the radio after midnight. There is something about the solitude of night-time listening which brings out radio’s best and most original attributes. The densely-packed conventions of daytime programming are loosened, and can at times even fall away entirely. This second edition of SIMULCAST taps into these possibilities, asking the question: what if time – and specifically time on the radio – were to stand still, even for a just a few hours? The answers Prévost, Gauthier, i8u and Claude offer to the question are rich and diverse. Using a variety of strategies and techniques, their inhabitations of the airwaves are not only works of audio art or radio art, but interrogations about what it means to take one’s time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7371778480204045080?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7371778480204045080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7371778480204045080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7371778480204045080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7371778480204045080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/09/late-night-listening.html' title='late night listening'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6033884834733818990</id><published>2009-09-22T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:58:21.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a project for geological displacement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a short film by &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/film/alys_faith.html"&gt;francis alys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(2002)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;collaborating with rafael ortega and cuauhtemoc medina&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;duration: 15 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 11th 2002, 500 voluntiers were called in order to form a line to move a sand dune situated in the surroundings of the city of Lima. This human comb progressed pushing forward a certain quantity of sand with shovels in order to move the dune from its original position. The actual displacement was of an infinitesimal proportion, but not its metaphorical resonance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6033884834733818990?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6033884834733818990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6033884834733818990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6033884834733818990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6033884834733818990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/09/project-for-geological-displacement.html' title='a project for geological displacement'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3428059018996681918</id><published>2009-09-16T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:48:10.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>studio AND: urban geological expedition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SrFBjISwQUI/AAAAAAAAAck/qJUbhOS0jRQ/s1600-h/conflux_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 46px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SrFBjISwQUI/AAAAAAAAAck/qJUbhOS0jRQ/s400/conflux_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382155101461823810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studio &lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/"&gt;AND&lt;/a&gt; has a featured project in the &lt;a href="http://confluxfestival.org/2009/events/conflux-city/"&gt;ConfluxCity Festival&lt;/a&gt; taking place in New York City from September 17 - 20, 2009. The &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=108137396141670559105.00046a49a0d707c65055f&amp;amp;z=13"&gt;AND Urban Geological Expedition&lt;/a&gt; will be featuring &lt;a href="http://www.andindustries.org/projects.html"&gt;Urban Meteorites&lt;/a&gt; deposited in locations around Williamsburg, Brooklyn on Sunday, September 20th from 10am - 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit the &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=108137396141670559105.00046a49a0d707c65055f&amp;amp;z=13"&gt;ConfluxCity 2009 Google Map&lt;/a&gt; to begin your expedition. However, as a true Urban Explorer, we encourage you to search the surrounding area for material evidence of Urban Meteorite impacts (note: look for sites containing small rock-like fusions of concrete and glass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More information can be found on our &lt;a href="http://ww.andindustries.org/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and at the &lt;a href="http://steinhardt.nyu.edu/art/facilities/map/"&gt;Conflux HQ&lt;/a&gt; located at 32 Stuyvesant St in the NYU Barney Building, New York City.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3428059018996681918?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3428059018996681918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3428059018996681918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3428059018996681918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3428059018996681918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/09/conflux.html' title='studio AND: urban geological expedition'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SrFBjISwQUI/AAAAAAAAAck/qJUbhOS0jRQ/s72-c/conflux_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3627772341747464762</id><published>2009-09-06T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:35:36.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chance operations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SqSdAHZhY8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eabqHfz48qs/s1600-h/spiritofjohncage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SqSdAHZhY8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eabqHfz48qs/s400/spiritofjohncage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378596480298869698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i found the spirit of &lt;a href="http://www.mundusloci.org/fungus/culture/cage2.htm"&gt;john cage&lt;/a&gt; nestled in my studio plant. i'm leaving the country for a week - for another set of chance operations to take place - and for more growth in and outside the studio. cage's great collection of musical scores, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;notations&lt;/span&gt;, are now available in pdf form on &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/historical/cage/index.html"&gt;ubuweb&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is an excerpt from his &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Composition-Retrospect-John-Cage/dp/1878972111"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;composition in retrospect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;nonintention (the acceptance of silence) leading to nature; renunciation of control; let sounds be sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;a need for poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;purposeful purposefulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;no beginning, middle, or end (process, not object).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;indeterminacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;adventure (newness) necessary to creative action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;mobility, immobility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;mind can change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;feet on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3627772341747464762?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3627772341747464762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3627772341747464762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3627772341747464762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3627772341747464762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/09/chance-operations.html' title='chance operations'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SqSdAHZhY8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/eabqHfz48qs/s72-c/spiritofjohncage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-389401087835796502</id><published>2009-08-30T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:26:15.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flexes jumps and stutters</title><content type='html'>been thinking more than making lately. about sound. voice. those parts of speaking that are neither words nor silence. the difference between written word and spoken word. how language moves. intonation. how we make language individual through inarticulation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-389401087835796502?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/389401087835796502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=389401087835796502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/389401087835796502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/389401087835796502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/08/flexes-jumps-and-stutters.html' title='flexes jumps and stutters'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-7238286143342069356</id><published>2009-08-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:34:05.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fragments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/1743-everyone-alive-wants-answers/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone alive wants answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is an album of sound noises and loops, existing in a space of sampling and bits. it's by someone named &lt;a href="http://www.colleenplays.org/"&gt;colleen&lt;/a&gt; - an anonymous girl, maybe someone you once knew. music as fragment, rhizomatic thought pattern. what if we read this way - read like listening to a record - like deleuze and guattari suggest in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Thousand_Plateaus"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a thousand plateaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?  fragments - an interweaving of parts, words and text, overlapping experiences mediated by internal interpretation. what was that? why didn't he call? odd bits, pieces, a scrap. detached. broken off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we want to believe that language, as a vehicle of inclusion and closure, can somehow contain/reflect all of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;, which of course is not possible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;or rather, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;language can and does contain all of it; one might say that what we know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and perhaps what we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;believe is only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;because of the bearing of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;language, but we have learned that for every instance of this knowledge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(of it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;there is another, with another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;portion of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it about to be. even in the seamlessness of the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;internet, in which "everything" rides into and out of view, there are still the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;determinants of scale, or relation, and emphasis, or inflection. and there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;are still the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;operations of choice, although these seem increasingly obscure. at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;interstices of an environment of sameness and homogeneity (which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;purports to be variety &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and vitality) there is still the possibility of an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; organizing intelligence that must select one it/is over another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;these selections or choices are what finally or eventually allow us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;to participate in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;making of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;meaning, however flawed, however partial it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Night-Sky-Writings-Poetics-Experience/dp/067003410X"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;night sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by ann lauterbach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i want answers right now. only moments. lingering fragments that are neither lost or incomplete but whole entities in themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-7238286143342069356?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/7238286143342069356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=7238286143342069356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7238286143342069356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/7238286143342069356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyone-alive-wants-answers.html' title='fragments'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-3452674862788774252</id><published>2009-07-23T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:12:54.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vocare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmkKfzaYzHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mHVeCC_IoMk/s1600-h/AudraWolowiec_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmkKfzaYzHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mHVeCC_IoMk/s400/AudraWolowiec_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361828372854393970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;score interpreted by &lt;a href="http://www.mjflute.com/"&gt;maria johnson&lt;/a&gt; on flute and &lt;a href="http://www.laurenedman.com/"&gt;lauren edman&lt;/a&gt; on vocals. performed at dutch kills gallery on saturday july 11, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ia360626.us.archive.org/3/items/VocareshortClip/vocareclip.mov" autostart="false" loop="false" controls="”console”" height="62" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in full:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ia341041.us.archive.org/1/items/vocare/vocare.mov" autostart="false" loop="false" controls="”console”" height="62" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the score above was made from mouths cut and arranged from the New York Times. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vocare&lt;/span&gt; is a word related to the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voice&lt;/span&gt; that means to call or to summon. i worked with maria and lauren to give a voice to the silent mouths - to call on or summon the collective power of the voice. for this project i was really interested in trying to locate the communicative space that forms in the absence of language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmkVXCY3XQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/n1Z-MbwcMuQ/s1600-h/AudraWolowiec_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmkVXCY3XQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/n1Z-MbwcMuQ/s400/AudraWolowiec_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361840316883623170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmkVhbUsAEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/QRQz5_VXx9A/s1600-h/AudraWolowiec_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmkVhbUsAEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/QRQz5_VXx9A/s400/AudraWolowiec_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361840495375679554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-3452674862788774252?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/3452674862788774252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=3452674862788774252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3452674862788774252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/3452674862788774252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/07/vocare.html' title='vocare'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmkKfzaYzHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mHVeCC_IoMk/s72-c/AudraWolowiec_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-6814480707558057548</id><published>2009-07-21T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:53:10.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmVuIajQTAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YqguagB4x7w/s1600-h/dogood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmVuIajQTAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YqguagB4x7w/s400/dogood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360812022299642882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;a href="http://michigantoday.umich.edu/2009/07/story.php?id=7511&amp;amp;tr=y&amp;amp;auid=5077817"&gt;University of Michigan kids&lt;/a&gt; came up with a free iPhone application that has been getting some &lt;a href="http://gadgetwise.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/07/01/app-of-the-week-2/"&gt;press&lt;/a&gt; lately called &lt;a href="http://mobil33t.com/dogood/"&gt;DoGood&lt;/a&gt; - by providing a good deed of the day, it hopes to inspire random acts of kindness. The application is like an altruistic conceptual art project - sort of like Sophie Calle's &lt;a href="http://freeunit.wordpress.com/2007/10/22/sophie-calle-gotham-handbook/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotham Handbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, only mobile. "We simply wanted to empower the 40 million iPhone and iPod Touch users to collectively do acts of kindness," said Jason Bornhorst, a senior computer science and engineering student. "I can go smile at a stranger, but what if we could get 300,000 people to do that?" Public space is forever changing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-6814480707558057548?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/6814480707558057548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=6814480707558057548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6814480707558057548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/6814480707558057548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-good.html' title='do good'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SmVuIajQTAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YqguagB4x7w/s72-c/dogood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-4338301046193097389</id><published>2009-07-16T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:19:58.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the smile jetty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/Sl7UkbM09gI/AAAAAAAAAbk/cDltJjhylAg/s1600-h/smilejetty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/Sl7UkbM09gI/AAAAAAAAAbk/cDltJjhylAg/s400/smilejetty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358954328859407874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-4338301046193097389?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/4338301046193097389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=4338301046193097389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4338301046193097389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/4338301046193097389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile-jetty.html' title='the smile jetty'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/Sl7UkbM09gI/AAAAAAAAAbk/cDltJjhylAg/s72-c/smilejetty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490948448974662856.post-5123640941585834221</id><published>2009-07-11T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:45:43.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>performance tonight</title><content type='html'>Please join me for a new performance series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SlizcyrGwQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/exneAG07sSM/s1600-h/nikikriese_evite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SlizcyrGwQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/exneAG07sSM/s400/nikikriese_evite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357229063977484546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Dutch Kills Gallery is pleased to present &lt;i&gt;Cast Shadows&lt;/i&gt;, a solo exhibition of new works by &lt;a href="http://www.nikikriese.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Niki Kriese&lt;/a&gt;. Among the grouping of sculpture and video, there will be a series of special performances featuring a score by &lt;a href="http://www.audrawolowiec.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Audra Wolowiec&lt;/a&gt; performed by &lt;a href="http://www.mjflute.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Maria Johnson&lt;/a&gt; (flute) and &lt;a href="http://www.laurenedman.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lauren Edman&lt;/a&gt; (vocals) and a set of cinematic projections by &lt;a href="http://yukaotani.com/" style="color: rgb(42, 93, 176);" target="_blank"&gt;Yuka Otani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;The opening reception is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday July 11, from 6pm-10pm &lt;/span&gt;with performances starting at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 9pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dutchkillsgallery.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Dutch Kills Gallery &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37-24 24th Street, Suite 402&lt;br /&gt;Long Island City, NY 11101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SliyvDhV7SI/AAAAAAAAAbU/_MzrGU5XAoE/s1600-h/nikikriese_evite.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3490948448974662856-5123640941585834221?l=lineforms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/feeds/5123640941585834221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3490948448974662856&amp;postID=5123640941585834221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5123640941585834221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490948448974662856/posts/default/5123640941585834221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lineforms.blogspot.com/2009/07/performance-tonight.html' title='performance tonight'/><author><name>audra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02141519089841947618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/S7WMi_zfhGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0hnwt5ahzbY/S220/ekgfacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9bVEgLEVxA8/SlizcyrGwQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/exneAG07sSM/s72-c/nikikriese_evite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
