Going back to what you knew (retracing)


I went to MoMA today and saw Isaac Julien's Ten Thousand Waves, a multi-channel video installation. There was a section about ink, too. Not sure what to write about that, so might come back to it a later point. It, uhm, hit close to home? I often wonder what this fascination with East Asian culture is - not just for me, but for a lot of people. Well, I can only speak for myself. Either way, back to the point. The video installation was good, especially the motions where the videos would work like a wave, moving up in a circular motion. And then Bjork came by.


This is very strange. I wish I'd known about this artist about four years ago when I was making something very similar. Her name is Sophie Tottie, and this is Written Language (line drawings), #VI. Apparently she drew one line, and then drew the rest coming out from it. It makes me want to sit down and just draw and draw tiny little ink lines on paper, but then I remember that I'm here to be uncomfortable and do New And Challenging Things, and I curse and decide to perhaps do it in the early mornings when no one's in the studio to see it anyways.


Another little candy from Ten Thousand Waves. My phone likes to make little stop motion videos when I've taken a lot of photos consecutively. It's sort of nice, even better than when Google+ makes my "auto awesome" photos snow.


Again I forgot to photograph my studio. Basically, after going to MoMA and then to buy some sweaters I danced for the rest of the day. I've decided to get better control of my body, and if I'm going to have a go at performance again anyways and so on and so forth, you know, might as well get stronger at the same time! So I'm trying to do really slow exercises, and they work like this:

Sit on your chair. Fall of, really slowly. Get back onto the chair, also really slowly. 

Stand up. Fall to the floor, you guessed it, really slowly. Get up again, yes, slowly again!

I once saw a photo of a performance artist who fell down a staircase, but incredibly slowly. I am trying to find her name now, but that is something I'm very interested in. Otherwise, here's some eye candy (literally and, well, literary as in intellectually. Brain candy?). Notice the way he "falls" graciously down those stairs.