art reception
May. 13th, 2003 12:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
avadFerry to Connecticut, sitting in the lounge with my hun by the window looking out at the water, with bookjournal in front of me...so nice...the trip was just not long enough!I think I'd like to take a looooong train trip one day with old style dining cars...journal or a laptop....just writing and watching the world through the window...moving, moving..
At the gallery there was wine being served on the porch...grabbed one before entering thank goodness. Lots of nice strangers...I'm nervous, and about to burst with inappropriate exuberance. To take each new person and shake them and put my eye right up to their eye and say what's on my mind. ha. Like the one woman I'm talking to who used to be a sculptor but now is in film school...could I really have said "You know I feel I dreamed this, I met you...but in the dream you showed me a film you made as a tribute to your son who recently passed away...it was so beautiful..a body in water...the sunlight and skin and seaweed illuminated...so quiet and beautiful, the tiny bay waves moves the body softly..."
Um no. We do not say things like that. We hope that her sons are well and alive. and that it is just a feeling/memory unrelated.But yes that memory(?) was strong.
The other artist there told me of her 'swarming' experiences and I am fascinated...she's biking, hiking, and always some strange swarm occurrence- birds suddenly take flight from hidden bushes, bees make spheres...rain moves as if it is dancing...what can we get from this? Makes me think of the book I've been eyeing called Sync:The Emerging Science of Spontaneous Order. Perhaps I'll link her to it...
anyway, many conversations, a bit more wine till I'm feeling F.I.N.E.(read dangerously tipsy) and we have a meal with some friends and take the century-long drive back home.
Oh this song- erghhh- it's just f*kn perfect.! gives me chills. It's off Taveler '03 by six degrees records.Ojos de Brujo (Eyes of the Male Witch!)- Quien Engana no Gana. I wish I could link you to it. I've checked around but couldn't find it on the web. The CD is not officially released yet so that could be why. Ergh.*grits teeth* it. is. so. good. WITCHY Spanish flamenco rap.!I can't take it. it's too good. *falls over in fits*
At the gallery there was wine being served on the porch...grabbed one before entering thank goodness. Lots of nice strangers...I'm nervous, and about to burst with inappropriate exuberance. To take each new person and shake them and put my eye right up to their eye and say what's on my mind. ha. Like the one woman I'm talking to who used to be a sculptor but now is in film school...could I really have said "You know I feel I dreamed this, I met you...but in the dream you showed me a film you made as a tribute to your son who recently passed away...it was so beautiful..a body in water...the sunlight and skin and seaweed illuminated...so quiet and beautiful, the tiny bay waves moves the body softly..."
Um no. We do not say things like that. We hope that her sons are well and alive. and that it is just a feeling/memory unrelated.But yes that memory(?) was strong.
The other artist there told me of her 'swarming' experiences and I am fascinated...she's biking, hiking, and always some strange swarm occurrence- birds suddenly take flight from hidden bushes, bees make spheres...rain moves as if it is dancing...what can we get from this? Makes me think of the book I've been eyeing called Sync:The Emerging Science of Spontaneous Order. Perhaps I'll link her to it...
anyway, many conversations, a bit more wine till I'm feeling F.I.N.E.(read dangerously tipsy) and we have a meal with some friends and take the century-long drive back home.
Oh this song- erghhh- it's just f*kn perfect.! gives me chills. It's off Taveler '03 by six degrees records.Ojos de Brujo (Eyes of the Male Witch!)- Quien Engana no Gana. I wish I could link you to it. I've checked around but couldn't find it on the web. The CD is not officially released yet so that could be why. Ergh.*grits teeth* it. is. so. good. WITCHY Spanish flamenco rap.!I can't take it. it's too good. *falls over in fits*
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Date: 2003-05-13 09:18 pm (UTC)residency
Date: 2003-05-14 03:50 am (UTC)Eric Bogosian, playwright
Vik Muniz, visual artist
Olly Wilson, composer
Since 1982, Atlantic Center’s residency program has provided artists from all artistic disciplines with spaces to live, work, and collaborate during three-week residencies. Located just four miles from the east coast beaches of central Florida, the pine and palmetto wooded environment contains award-winning studios that include a resource library, painting studio, sculpture studio, music studio, dance studio, black box theater, writer's studio, and digital computer lab. Each residency session includes three master artists of different disciplines. The master artists each personally select a group of associates - talented, emerging artists - through an application process administered by ACA. During the residency, artists participate in informal sessions with their group, collaborate on projects, and work independently on their own projects. The relaxed atmosphere and unstructured program provide considerable time for artistic regeneration and creation. The residency program is free to accepted artists. Atlantic Center for the Arts provides housing (private room/bath with work desk), weekday meals (provided by ACA chef) and communal studio space.
For more information on how to apply, please telephone (386) 427-6975 or (800) 393-6975 (domestic US only) or visit http://www.atlanticcenterforthearts.org or email us at program@atlanticcenterforthearts.org
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Date: 2003-05-15 05:03 am (UTC)Re: Completely unrelated, but...
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