remapped seeds - Ash thanks once more for your dedication in response to such words it required careful thought and creativity - I decided to add a little bit of me I edited your installation right back singling out one character & let it fly free it turned itself on its head and I let it just be - its single meaning is still elusive I knew that it wanted to stand strong so I added colour space & structure - now it stands on the edge watching with wonder your scattered seeds fly free - through collaborative fun it has become a symbol "to just be" --- to just be - this drawing came out Sunday night - oh yes I was having fun sitting in our pod in the garden cold & dark outside - documenting it had to be done Monday in the sun - for it is a paper & window drawing in front of Ashes seeds which without our knowledge or consent have self-sown in the garden of dissent - no roads or buildings in-site but for what I can see in my remapping to just be - instead a backdrop of bamboo of living seeds ensues as an aftermath of the collaborative path we have threaded & retreaded in our block of two --- character formation singled out & remapped (drawing & wall installation) - Ash what is the meaning of this drawing on the wall? the only part I know is true is that it is my response to adding space & structure to your seeds scattered far - is it an actual place with lots of space to explore in any direction as we so wish whether it is from above flying high or striding along skimming low? - is it a map of where to explore when we finally meet in person for our collaborative urban exploration to record in real-time visual movement & words & of course the noise of just being in the moment with motion and emotion #onthestreets? or is it an ariel view of an imagined private or public space which will be one day censored and erased? or is it a reimagined map of worship street from urbanexploration4? I wonder to myself it could be in my version of reality -----
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edited only a little my hidden words of friendship & yours of purity like scattered seeds my words fly free Ash you are the unbidden master of words in this new endeavour tho I do admit to being one of two in the energy abounding round the streets created by the power of more than one two and many - I was beginning to think after a day of no word that I had stepped out of line maybe lost my new friend but low & behold now I know that it is un-true - my simple brain has let these words free like secrets untold unbidden by me - I had no choice but to let them out & about they want to just be with no consequence or thought of you or me - now they are free like seeds flung far exploring the streets for their next occupation in finding a space of their own private or public they care not which as they are free to fly above and below the definition of either - now my brain is clear for a bit I am finally able to hear your words your poem dedicated to me - I would like to note I have never been so privileged to be singled out as I am in this moment in February - Ash so now down to the truth of the matter I will read your dedication with fresh eyes a clear brain & let you know what I think ...... ...... my response may of course follow a little later most likely new words will wake me from a midnight intervention with an urgent need to be set free ........ drawings may follow if they so desire through a moment of clarity ......... Ash - my brain dump of words prior to my real reply to your "how can I follow"
Ash - I have deleted an early version of this and re-added just now as I was having a problem with the title. all wording is the same as before ............. As you can guess, I'm not sure what to say. I spent most of yesterday blissfully doing nothing as I was celebrating my wedding anniversary with my wife. I came back to the block today to find amazing Karens post. I'm not sure what to say. How to react. How to fathom what has happened. However, I need to say that, the profound affect of the power of two has been mutual. Throughout the project I have also been exploring my own practice and in particular the the use of digital. The honesty of Karen's practice has got me to consider why I use digital and brought me closer to a way of understanding myself.
Karen refers to a poem that I wrote that sits on my blog (https://ambushedonroute.wordpress.com/2017/05/17/seeds/). Something that was in plain sight and I could not see until I was shown the way by my collaborator. The poem refers to finding new places and making your own place. In essence this is what I was referring to in an earlier post. Rather than a David and Goliath dissent, we need to consider the way we dissent without even knowing it. As Karen highlights, artists dissent by simply existing. This collaboration has been very open and honest, has drawn us together to consider how dissent sits naturally in our practice and has given me a real friend. I have dedicated the poem to Karen. It feels as thought it was written for her to find for this collaboration. Throw me far Far farther than I could ever imagine As far as learning will take me As a seed ready to To meander through unseen vernaculars of unfolding idles To skip an long and over borders painted in colours with meaning that has long washed out Beyond cities and states Below is a connected poem, I used to create an artwork for an exhibition in Taiwan (below). It was translated into Chinese for the exhibition, but here is the english version also. ....and from here they scattered far across seas unseen filled with the fizz of success they made new homes forged new families and gave life to new culture our midnight exploration - with Ash by my side elaborating and gesticulating on the essence of our collaboration without intent I find the hidden essence of me - Ash your amazement astounds me for you are my street collaborator my teacher of hidden words my dissenting provocateur - Ash you have unveiled your secrets so now must I - Ash what have you done I joined this program so as to share with others my art through urban exploration but look what happened ... - I arrived with no default intent of vocalising my thoughts collaboration energy abounds through converse, words & imagery my true voice has come unbidden flying from the space of collaborative motion and emotion - my application based on dissent was even spelt as descent - my explorations were meant to be based on places of POPS a message to everyone who reads this Pops does not derive from Pops & Drops in the google banking world rather it is of Privately Owned Public Space and the occupancy there within... - a week in I uncovered the feeling of resting on the fence where I am content to tread & rethread the path of documenting place and our fight for space I am a documenter at heart in my own way as long as I can be amongst the energy created by the people standing as one - now I have added hidden letters scrambled & rethreaded to make up words from inside and outside my mobile dictionary - I did not know being me is okay am I really a performance in itself of ascending descending and dissent? of flying high & low over the ground? - I was always told I was average solid grades in academia would steer me through at an early age with no understanding of my left and your right I was told not to delve to deeply into the grades of the arts as there would be no future in it for me - being obedient as a child i did not query this world of one plus one equals two with equations & experiments to back up their theories - five decades on I am still in search of my purpose - now it seems to me I am finding it within a collaboration of two in blocks of art with dissent as a thread but what does that mean? my thesaurus won't tell she hides away the meaning & purpose so as I can discover it for myself - through human connection I say too much through telephone conversation for which I am useless to pickup the phone I have finally discovered it is okay to be me to be different from most to be part of a selected few or maybe just two - to take up the mantra of the unbidden & hidden where I can be myself who knows what that means it is okay to be on a pathway of unknown intent energised when #onthestreets in the emotion and motion of each moment with clarity - It is midnight on the 1st I am flying too high to make sense my knuckles tell me this month of February is unusual which Ash confirmed so I know it is true - Ash I must end our walk & so this talk with a quote written by Peter in BlockI - on performance there are comments by Peter Maija & me “dissent just in being” - its 6am I wake with a thought through converse & verse I have become a player in my own reality --- "our midnight exploration" we stand for the dissenting red in our midnight intervention where space is re-imagined in verse & converse --- "unbalanced - flying high or skimming low " am I really a performance in itself unbalanced in the motion & emotion of ascending descending and dissent of flying high and low --- Hey Ash
are you still awake after following the above voiceover of our re-imagined exploration? I'm sorry it went on for so long ..... the words kept arriving .... I would like to add images to this post if they so desire to workout with me today ... Thanking you for being my collaborator Karen Hey Ash sorry this was meant to be a little extra post until my thoughts wanted to get out of my head a brain dump to clear some space for the day ahead - Last night I read your words your post of February 01st, 2018 in response I wrote a long verse late into the night the post is personal and will follow this it is a rendition - word for word of our midnight exploration - I apologise for writing in riddles all will become clear if you stick with me on this word scrutiny - I hear you now after reading again your words of 'positive liberty' I agree that is the place to be I just did not know that was me I thank-you as I now know it is the place and in that space I want to be - you left me with the thought - reread over & over 'if dissent didn't exist what would art look sound taste smell and feel like' I agree - it would certainly not look like me! my art is my companion through thick and thin and converses with me in actuality - there is a phrase of performance for which I have carried through from the solidity of Peter & Jame's blockI base in sync as an unknown team with Peter Maija & me there is a clear chain of thread linking our blocks together for all to see pasted are these comments below I have added a little colour ....... for the bright red dissenter in me - at the time of writing my comment dissent just in being me I did not really know what it meant I had not remembered Peter's reply being ourselves is the best thing we can do - now I do know what it means from our BlockII collaboration & exploratories --- "#onthestreets - dissent just in being" Block I Post title: Word Exercise - response (by Peter) 11/1/2018
Performance “dissent just in being" MAIJA LIEPINS 1/11/2018 06:44:47 pm "dissent just in being" - my favourite REPLY KAREN LINK 1/19/2018 06:29:42 pm Hi Maija & James & Peter - for me to - from my notes "dissent just in being" was my strongest connection under performance - in response as to why - I have to add "dissent just in being me" very sad feeling on reflection that we have to label it dissent rather than just being how we are as individuals? Karen REPLY PETER 1/19/2018 07:20:59 pm Hi Karen, thanks for reading it all through. It is a sad reflection of our conformist society that just being ourselves can be seen as an act of dissent. For me the only rule should be the 'harm principle' that we should do no harm to others or ourselves and with that proviso, being ourselves is the best thing we can do for the world. Peter That is amazing Karen. You've really captured the essence of collaboration, of sharing and what emerges is a elemental. This project is about dissent and when one considers dissent the first things that come to mind is an aggressive rebuttal of the status quo. Dig a little deeper however and you'll find that dissent is about what Karen has talked about. its about hidden words and opening yourself and your ideas up to scrutiny. allowing yourself to be questioned and everything that makes you, you. dissent can be seen as a negative space to be in but actually if you're a serial dissenter like Karen and I, it is quite a liberating place to be.
To imaging and reimagine the world in an alternative state and to reimagine events, memories and conversations dissents against the banality of reality, which, for creatives is like breathing. I was listening to a program on radio 4 which looked at Gerald Scarfe's work in the context of his neurology (http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b08wp16h). The idea is that areas of Scarfe's brain are talking to each other in unexpected ways and that is where his unique perspective comes from. However listening to Scarfe talk he sounds more like a serial dissenter. Someone who just needs to see an alternate reality to that that is preened and presented in the full spectrum of reality. Abstraction is dissent, tape drawings as walks is dissent and our love of dissent offers a possibility for new and evolving realities. A thought to leave you all with. If dissent didn't exist what would art look, sound, taste, smell and feel like? For Ash written in the middle of the night, a sequel to "forlorned words", "you are walking too fast" and our inspiring conversation on the last day of January. These words will be ignored by most and treasured by a few or at least two ..... .... hope you enjoy my play of words they are for the power of two .. plus my electrical #tapedrawings drawn from these words on the 1st of January Hidden words unleashed forlorn words flying high finding a voice in the sky I wake at 3am out of bed with thoughts of hidden books I must record our words in secret under the covers in the dark so no one sees today is the day both planned & unplanned a day of urban exploration onthestreets walking with purpose capturing images in the moment voice video & tape recording as we stride who knows where it will lead as we go we converse hidden conversation hidden words in our urban bubble we see a building in the distance made of structure and symmetry through hidden windows we can see a stack of books unwanted by most treasured by a few amongst those words many miss-spelt are hidden threads hidden gems and treasures through conversations with friends who know better of the hidden treasure and the pleasure those pure words will bring through hidden dissent those words come out to play they are now unveiled a site to see flying high in the essence of the structure of poetry unleashed so everyone can see the day is drawing to a close conversation is at an end we must say our goodbyes the words in the books now free live on in eternity --- hidden Books hidden Words the number of Blocks in BlockandChain the Power of Two the PowerofTwo
#urbanexploration of hidden Dissent Change of Pace keep up with the pace stick with me - I stride purposefully down Pindar street wherever it may lead - when it becomes too much stay by my side - do not dissent I know what I'm doing --- #Lookup Lookdown
Pindar Street restructuring dissent ascending descending a re-structuring of words & space - ascent plus descent plus dissent - consensus approved --- collaboration magnification
view from above flying high for it is fodder rural geometric shapes re-place dissolved city face - beneath it all collaborators provocateurs editing layers - human hand overlays pretty patterns graffiti derivation - roundabout originator of place & space --- |
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