Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Pros and Cons of Mini Projectors
Mangio
In the corner of a dark room is a large wooden table with a single chair. A white plate, place mat and utensils are set neatly on top. On the middle of the table is a small tripod housing a miniature projector that illuminates the table setting. Images of the food I have consumed cycle slowly. The photographs are shaped by the concave plate and leak onto the place mat and utensils. Viewers begin to understand through the images displayed my personal eating habits that were defined by my stay in Sienna.
-John
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Final Thoughts
In art, we are always searching for new relationships, trying to push things together that under ordinary circumstances repel. Because people are so familiar with the stationary quality of projections, the mobile projectors we were provided with gave us exactly what we needed as foreign performers: the benefit of novelty in such a way that it was not us as people who were initially noticed, but rather the images we made appear in the dark. While there were certainly limitations as far as the size of the projections, battery life, finding the right lighting, and resolution, I feel it was some of these limitations that made our projects most exciting. The fact, first of all, that we could only perform at night, or that we had to move quickly because otherwise our projectors might die, or that sometimes our pieces faded like ghosts when we walked through the better-lit nighttime streets—I believe these circumstances matched our purpose. Our projects were fleeting, bits of information that we interjected into a culture that existed long before our arrival and will continue to exist long after our departure. We were projecting our culture onto theirs. And if they were in the right place at the right time, passersby caught a glimpse of us.
-erin
Traces
Previous to my experience in Siena, my work revolved around notions of perception, displacement, and vertigo. Maps provide structure and stability, while they simultaneously can appear chaotic and tangled. As a foreigner in Siena, I immediately felt the need to ground myself to something. I was most drawn to the surfaces of buildings, their ages revealed by countless layers of peeling paint. These sound edifices have remained structurally unchanged over hundreds of years, recording only in the subtlest of ways the life of each person or family that has passed through them. As I studied my tourist map of Siena day after day, I gradually began to form some sense of orientation. But this feeling was easily disrupted as I continued to stumble upon new alleys and pathways up until the last days of the month I spent there.
I wanted to show this strange sensation of lost and found. So I decided to videotape myself drawing a map of Siena. In doing so, I aimed to document the parallel searches that come both with beginning a piece of artwork and physically orienting oneself through an unfamiliar map. The video is over once the mess of wayward lines becomes a map of the city.
For the final presentation of this piece, I projected the video onto one of the peeling walls I found while wandering through Siena’s meandering streets. I chose a wall that had markings that echoed the shape of Siena, so that as my drawing unfolded on its surface, it was tracing the age lines of the wall, mapping out its history. When the drawing is complete, the map of Siena is revealed in its entirety for a moment, made up of the peeling layers it has traced, embedded within the wall.
-erin
Friday, July 24, 2009
Venice Biennale Response
Biennale del Venezia:
Denmark Pavillion
I feel that when a piece of art stops you in your tracks and evokes an intense emotional response that is so personal, yet the piece is universal enough to touch many people, that is successful art. The Denmark Pavilion evoked that response for me. A number of artists worked together to create an experience, a place, that reflected the darker underbelly of domestic life and the struggles that happen within relationships and the home.
One piece in the entry of the space had a mirror with flowers laying in front of it and a scrawled note written on the mirror reading "I'll never see you again." Another room had a heavy axe tied to the door on a rope so the door would slam closed behind you. I felt this exhibition represented powerful ideas executed in a recognizable and effective way.
Another aspect of this particular pavilion that worked so well was the lack of distinction between the pieces. There were no placards to distinguish the artist, title, date; there was nothing to distract from the work, and therefor from the entire experience of the space that was obviously the main goal for this group of artists. Good job Denmark!
Contrada March
Here it is! Our final animation. For the presentation of this piece, we used 5 projectors along a dark wall on one of the streets in the Turtle Contrada. Each projector served as a window and as the video moved through one of these "windows" the person holding the next projector would begin their movie, creating the illusion that the march continued from screen to screen, until all 5 were activated. Throughout the duration of the piece, we played audio of the contrada singing their song, which we had previously recorded during one of their marches.