Posted in air raid, art market, chris burden, failure, performance, theatre, war, work in progress on January 1, 2009|
Proposal for a flowery performance in an empty dirt area.
(Piece requires the possibility of decimation by war.)
Performance carried out as follows: subject is wrapped in a colorful textile, tied to a platform for the dead, and left alone at the risk of chance.
Posted in artifacting, body, childhood, curtains, dreams, ego, fabric, failure, flag, found images, hair, id, Iraq, mother, photoshop, research, subconscious, teeth, unheimlich on May 21, 2008|
I announce that I am there. I make a few adjustments; sweep the unsightly into the shadows, move unlikely objects from view. I even alter the mother of all symbols to coincide with the one I saw as a child. I claim no feeling for it, only for the droop of its swag.
I brush the plaque from my teeth and comb the lint from my hair. I hold a glass of water in my hand as I head in.
The animal makes its presence known, bellows as I walk by.
And the uncertain maw — it seems to contract. I crawl into its womb with hopes for a peaceful sleep and an eventual return to consciousness.
Posted in architecture, artifacting, failure, found images, occupation, unheimlich on October 18, 2007|
Photoshop is the perfect tool for making things appear not to be there. But there is always the artifacting, the evidence of something once being there. It is nearly impossible to seamlessly manipulate the pixels to reflect proper lighting or sharpness, or to gauge what stood behind elements now edited out of the picture.
