Please join Marisa Sottos for the opening of her ICP-Bard MFA these exhibition, Exalting the Voice Opening reception Thursday, May 7th, 6-10pm Performance at 7pm Gallery Open May 7-10, 2015 | 11-6 PM | Friday through Sunday or by appointment At her opening for "Exalting the Voice" Marisa Sottos (Nutley, New Jersey) will perform three arias she… Continue reading Marisa Sottos ICP-Bard MFA Solo Thesis Exhibition “Exalting the Voice”
https://vimeo.com/38026163 The Green Ray from The Sun Quartet by Tacita Dean. 16mm film. 2001
Under the Subway Video Art Night is an event focused exclusively to video art with the projections on the walls of the streets or in art spaces in New York City and this edition in Berlin the same day also. In the last four editions were showed the works of over 200 artist from all… Continue reading Call for Entries: Under the Subway Video Art Night in New York and Berlin
Friday mornings we have Joanna Lehan's class Contemporary Practice A Survey. We visit different galleries, art fairs and artists' studios in New York. We develop a writting or research project about it connecting our ideas about art in relation to the work of other artists. And we also have a lot of fun! ... Theresa's… Continue reading 1…1
El Sol del Membrillo (The Quince Tree Sun) by Victor Erice. Documentary. 1992
Wacthing this beautiful video in Jean Marie Casbarian´s Graduate Seminar class. The short film An Optical Poem, 1938, by the celebrated German-born abstract film-maker Oskar Fischinger, in its entirety, composed to Franz Liszt's "2nd Hungarian Rhapsody." Made entirely with paper in stop motion fashion.
Walk One: Not ‘OBJECTIVELY’ everything seen, heard, etc. along the way. Type up as a kind of ‘LIST POEM’ (be a camera lens of world’s phenomena). Walk Two: Note ‘OBJECTIVELY” everything running through your head. Type up as a kind of “INTERIOR MONOLOGUE” (be a tape-recorder of mind’s phenomena).'
In the beginning there was no earth, no water – nothing. There was a single hill called Nunne Chaha. In the beginning everything was dead. In the beginning there was nothing; nothing at all. No light, no life, no movement no breath. In the beginning there was an immense unit of energy. In the beginning… Continue reading Grosse Fatigue