Wednesday, December 9, 2020

Notes:

In order

Penetrating our very possession and order
The pandemic is a threshold a passage
From light to darkness
What is changing at the threshold of the mind?
The art of putting our bodies into the space, may it be lost 
The proximity of one another is to be replayed.

On the approach.
Conjunction and conjunction.
What are the unconscious effects?  
Where do the relations go, to be?
The discos have been closed.
We don't know what is waiting for us beyond the threshold.


Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Markt

Change clanking. 
Bags russel. Plastic exteriors. Fruits placed next to the plastic kin. 
Exchanges occur, back and forth changing hands. 
Swift maneuvers and calls to the crowd.
Money is made, lost, departed with. 
Wasps. Chatter. Thanks.
Packed away for next time.
Into boxes into vans.
Into the pockets next to plans.
Some are making money some are losing it.
The bell rings next to the babies cry.
Yes
Its more crowded in that area. 
Forgotten relics.
Unravelling overlocks.
Unsold clothes are discarded left Sodden when left out.
Once someones in somebodies life now outside of it.
At the moment of tyranicalsanctions.
At the moment of transitio.
At the moment of transitio.
                             insitio
Transaction denied. Defiled. Declined.

Sunday, August 30, 2020

The Project as a Sprawl. And as a beginning of a beginning. Inside of the Pocket.

When starting a project it is in a sense a germination. The beginning of something. There are many beginnings. Beginnings are often stunted by the appeal of another beginning. A tab is replaced by another tab, by another beginning. Half-formed. A collaboration is eclipsed by another tactile opportunity. To jump from one project to another, to another. Leapfrogging through constant fluctuations and potentials. Continually turning machines on only to turn them off a few moments later. Pockets are beginnings, they often have the same contents. Keys, wallets, purses, coins, tissues, phones, earphones, paper, receipts, lint, facemasks. The items are then routinely removed. Ordered and replaced if necessary. The start of the day marks a new pocket. A new organisation a permutation of the pocket. Back pocket, front pocket, small pocket, jacket pocket. The backpack is a huge pocket. a compiling of the pocket. A serialisation of pockets attached to handles or straps. Made easy for transport for handling. Can a beginning be a pocket? We have several empty boxes. Fresh boxes. Fresh starts. New days. And perhaps we choose to pull the same boxes from the wall as it is convenient. Each day the boxes can be arranged in front of us with new permutations. Then why do they continually remain in the same order. The same language employed at the same moment. The glass container is a beginning it is refilled. It is fresh. The water is replaced anew. Each time a new beginning. How does it exist without the water? Is it therefore lacking a beginning. What is a beginning with three n's in the middle? It is a beginnning. But what if there are three before the g at the end then it would be a beginnninnng. 


Thursday, August 20, 2020

Of Quotes.

 It's a painting of a medusa and its scary

Generational changeover, perhaps

Anti-Subterranean

Standard grids with locked out areas; completely unapproachable

Cups of Xanthine

I'm a Xanthrope

All this dirty furniture

Spilling into the future




Wednesday, July 29, 2020

On the beams. On the walls.


It was at that Point that it Drifted
A Constant Rhythm Made by Differing Machines
Oscillating Pockets of Hot Wire
Transient Routines
States of Never

Wednesday, July 8, 2020

On Art School

- You see a tutor every now and then. Who you might have little to no connection with, but they are sometimes incredibly helpful and are sometimes an important part of being at art school? Tutors don’t get given the opportunity to do their job because they are often on a precarious contract and don’t get paid enough to spend the amount of time that is necessary to "mentor" a student. The whole tutor student thing is a bit weird anyway. There should be a scheme where artists do long term residencies in schools so they can get paid and don’t have to also rent a studio.

-The process of leaving the school is so harsh, degree shows albeit good fun don’t function well. Its not even possible to see all the art properly! Effectively destroying a school each year for a third of the students doesn’t work.

-Students should leave school when they want to, some people are done after six months, some need 5 years or more!

-Art schools are inherently racist. They are hostile to people whose first language isn’t English. During critiques speakers whose first language isn’t English often fear to speak and when they do there is a patronizing atmosphere from those listening. Art schools are failing to actively dismantle racism. This is the most important problem at art schools.

-There should be some accommodation on site available to students. Living in my studio works well. It’s helpful if you can just wake up and get started. I understand for some art school Isn’t their whole life, but some might want to make it theirs.

-You are sold "fantastic" workshop facilities. But often the experience can be frustrating. Students are often scared to use the facilities they came there to use! Sometimes the technician is intimidating or over worked/under paid and therefore grumpy. Workshops are often dominated by people who devote all their time there and are accepted into a sort of ‘inner’ circle. Often there is lack of protocol for how to use them or its limited to the constrains of what the technician wants to do. Often the facilities aren’t any good to start with!

-Art schools produce good work. Why is the 'artworld' or art industry so far from it? Musicians start their ‘careers’ young. Why does it take till someone’s in their 30’s or after finishing their masters that they start getting paid for anything? Galleries, museums, project spaces should be more connected to art schools. Art systems move frustratingly slow.

-There should be like an Art Apprenticeship loads of people want to make stuff but aren't allowed to because the "table saw is too dangerous." Loads of people end up going into fabrication after anyway and are sort of half qualified tradespeople. There should be some sort of middle ground for this.

-By the time things get going, the term ends! Studios aren’t open late enough and aren’t cohesive social areas. Why are arts courses squeezed into the same time boundaries as academic studies.

-There should be kitchens. Students should be able to make their own food and not settle for shitty meal deals. I found eating and drinking with other students an essential part of being at art school, you should be able to do it how you want to and cheaply.

- You get given a desk and a wall. The architecture of the studios tends to be alienating, some people are happy to be on their own and just paint but I knew a lot of people who wanted a more co-operative environment, one that feels creative and not like a fucking office! I thought that students could build their studios/move change studios as it doesn’t make sense if someone wants to do some big installations when someone else’s desk is empty because they're off using blender (no offense to people who work using computers it’s just people have different needs.). It could get quite neoliberal/hotdesky which would be shit if done wrong. But maybe just letting students do what they want with the architecture and increasing student communication would work.

-Schools should be more interconnected! It doesn't make sense that you can't go use a forge (for example) that’s in a different school 5 miles away, when no one is using that forge anyway. Art schools are all run completely differently and could learn a lot from each other.

-The option of letting you discover what you want to do, works and doesn't. I know a lot of people freak out when they get to art school because of the freedom, other art schools are too prescriptive and therefore boring for the students due to a lack of creativity. I think the hope that art students ‘find’ their way themselves is a bit lazy on the institutions part. There should be a general structure e.g. an essential reading list. Even if the students choose to disregard this is okay too! The institution should stand for something, instead of being this creepy place where you don’t really know what it wants.

-There is so much waste! Big skips at the end of the year where everyone chucks away all the stuff, they spent hours making, or throwing away all their equipment because their going to a different country only for other students to buy the exact same stuff the next year.

-Why does no one talk about careers and money? Seems quite unrealistic to me to never talk about that. Maybe you can go to a career’s advisor in your uni but that’s not really of any help to an artist. Maybe it’s not good to prescribe a route for artists and inevitably there will be moments where people say that’s bullshit why would you want to sell your art. But if you’re going to have to go get a job after art school anyway why not talk about it instead of leaving it as an elephant in the room?

-I'd like to be on a fine arts course where practices are more mixed. Why doesn’t a fine art course accommodate software engineers, theater people, why not even bankers? (I don’t know).

-Foundation courses seem to work quite well I recall a lot of my friends saying they enjoyed foundation much more than their BA's. Filled with optimism and fun, but also strange spending a lot of time making a portfolio that you end up disregarding when you get to art school.

*I’ll keep working on this list. Please let me know if you share some of the same ideas or have other ideas of how an art school could be. Please let me know if you disagree with any of these points. Noah x*

Wednesday, June 17, 2020

4 words

I just ran twelve marathons without any water.
My body became the exact substance humanity tried to banish years ago,
I set myself rules and them washed them with water.
I heard you can create real waves without any mechanical alterations.

There is nothing going on inside that persons hat.
I thought there might have been .
But there was not.
They will be ecstatic when the removal of all public monument occurs; I will be too.

They hadn't written down my number they just pretended.
Hard water, cold water.
Black water, brown water.
Crown Water, damp water
Old water, frown water

Check yourself before you check into yourself

Put that back in the bin
Get it out of the bin and then put it back in the bin anew
Crazed fever and globular membranes a-new
Bodies filled the streets

Empowered and heated
Sweating limbs removed their ability to process
They re-engaged and moved forward
And asked to speak directly to the body