Showing posts with label Divine Language. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Divine Language. Show all posts

30.8.13

words take form

Look at this fella:

Kuya Shonin (Saint Kuya) by Kosho

Kuya Shonin (Saint Kuya) by Kosho



"Kosho’s St. Kuya shows the holy man in the act of recitation. In striking contrast to the realistic figural representation, the artist has added a more conceptual element to the work. The syllables of the nembutsu—namu Amida butsu (meaning 'Praise to Amida Buddha')—are given physical substance in form of six small buddhas that emerge from the statue’s mouth. Paradoxically, the contemporary viewer would have identified the figure not by his carefully rendered face (which could not have been based on Kuya’s actual features), but by the presence of these visualized syllables, along with his traveling attire and gong. In the context of the temple, the manifestation of the recitation serves other purposes as well. It both attests to Kuya’s own salvation and acts as a model for temple worshippers, allowing the saint to continue teaching even in death."
From here

29.8.13

thinking radio

Listening to the Open Air series of sound pieces on Radio 4, commissioned by Artangel's Open project and broadcast earlier this year.

At just 3 minutes long, I particularly enjoyed Christian Marclay and Ruth Ewan's pieces which reminded me of this previous post, about Murke's Collected Silences by Heinrich Böll, from this time last year.


And timely, when I'm reading this article Outloud by Steven Connor too.

12.8.12

sundays are for reading

Excerpt from Murke's Collected Silences, by Heinrich Böll, published in The Stories of Heinrich Boll. Unfortunately I only have GoogleBooks to read from, so great swathes of the text are hidden from my view. Will be buying on my return.

12.3.12

upside down, left to right



Should have put this video up some time ago - it's been doing the rounds for a while. A really lovely documentary about our own Paul 'Inky' Collier and the Plymouth University Letterpress Workshop, produced by Danny Cooke. Makes me feel very proud to get to work alongside this fine, knowledgable gentleman.

18.8.11

one day in moma

Moma came up trumps once again yesterday. They know how to do a good show. Evident from the hoards of people spilling from gallery to gallery. This is the second time I've been and each time I've come out having been to see something I may not have otherwise sought out to see. (Buying a one day pass for all the shows really supports this.)  Subject matter is broad and eclectic so you get a really good spread of work both culturally and in terms of media and discipline. I love Tate for example - but I do wish they'd include some more design shows in their repertoire from time to time. Moma happily places 'fine art' next to product design and graphics and lets the viewer decide what's what, or what they want to be what. And it keeps it lively and interesting. 

Spent pretty much the whole day taking it all in and was particularly taken with Talk to Me: Design & the Communication Between People & Objects & I Am Still Alive: Politics & Everyday Life in Contemporary Drawing. Some of my favourite bits in terms of things I'm thinking about right now follow.


Reiterative Communication Aid, part of the Devices for Mindless Communication series , 2010, Gerard Ralló
Personal Advisor for Reintegration, part of the Devices for Mindless Communication series , 2010, Gerard Ralló
A series of work exploring how the way we communicate is shifting and mutating and envisaging how we might need to support particular types of interaction due to loss of skills in the future.  The Reiterative Communication Aid examines pointless and idle chatter through plotting patterns in the wearer's dialogue with others. Ultimately it displays automatic visual responses to questions on its screen that are particular to that wearer, so that they no longer need to. In direct opposition to this the Personal Advisor for Reintegration preserves the art of small talk by displaying prompts to the wearer of the future who has forgotten how to engage in light banter.

From Mouth to Mouth, 2006, Johanna Bresnick & Michael Cloud Hirschfeld
In the Old Testament, God directs Ezekiel to eat a scroll of lamentations so that he can speak God's words to the people of Israel. Bresnick and Hirschfeld placed the entire text of Leviticus, one of the five books of the Torah, in digestible pills. According to Moma: The designers suggest a comparison between medicinal and religious prescription, as well as the idea of many people ingesting the same knowledge and then interpreting it differently, even questioning it.

Talk to Yourself Hat, 2006, Kate Hartman
A hat designed to allow the wearer to talk to themselves via a soft trunk-like pipe. The hat replaces one kind of embarrassing or shameful act (talking to oneself in public) with another (having to wear the hat!).

Dialogue Piece, 1969, Lee Lozano
Lozano sounds like a pretty interesting, if rather full-on character. She appears to have very much lived her life as her art. This piece, started in 1969, was adhered to until she died in 1999. The conceptual actions and practices became more and more extreme throughout her life, in 1971 she began a month long experiment called  Decide to Boycott Women, which became a 27 year refusal to speak to or otherwise engage with people of her own sex.


The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, 1993, Frances Stark
This series of carbon-paper transfer drawings are copies made from an edition of The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (1915) by T.S. Eliot that Stark discovered, containing a previous reader's notes and comments. Stark was interested in how the unknown reader had interacted with the text. 'The annotations are like arrows pointing where and how to look at what may otherwise go unnoticed,' she said, 'Marginalia shows a reader perching intermittently on the body of text, leaving reminders to "reenter here!" or summaries to say "no need to cover this ground again". It's good to see real pieces of Stark's work as I only have books of her writings and images, and this set of five are beautifully composed and glorious in their simplicity.
 
Tabula Rasa, 1951-56, Mangelos (Dimitrije Bašicevic)
A fitting end to the post. Tabula Rasa - oil on four albumen prints with gouache (and a bit of reflected-Ridout for good measure) - is blackness calling us to abandon old systems and regimes and start afresh. Links back somehow to my charcoal dictionary and the 'and like this to infinity' image from Wellcome, which I've been thinking about a lot lately.

28.6.11

a better, blacker place




Heating paper in the absence of air…
These two dictionaries are heading to a better, somewhat blacker place…

27.6.11

once more, universals





Oli's put some photos up on his blog of the Universals show. Take a look.

16.5.11

universals


I'm showing some work in Universals, curated by Oliver Udy, in Bath from 28th May to 12th June.
The show explores collections through photography and objects.
I'll be presenting some new ideas for my In Absentia project. 
If you're in the area and have some time, do go and have a look - some of the other artists look really interesting. 
I particularly like Ruth Van Beek's work.

12.5.11

classifieds


To be published today.

11.5.11

soft flight




Thanks to Pam Toothill at Owl Rescue who sent a huge envelope containing an array of fine owl feathers. (Turns out I couldn't be searching for owl feathers at a worse time - they're in breeding season and so don't start to drop their feathers until the end of May… not quite soon enough for me.)

These are Bengal Indian Eagle Owl feathers from a bag of all sorts. They are large (some up to 30cm) and indescribably soft and have a sort of downy layer over them that means when you look at them close up, they appear almost out of focus. (I keep finding my cats just sat with their faces in them, breathing them them in contentedly. And quite loudly. They also do this with bunches of dying flowers on the kitchen table.) Now I appreciate all that I've read about their flight being different from other birds'. As well as feeling like a work of art, each one also looks like it's been hand-painted.

9.5.11

harbingers of summer


What to Look for in Summer, by E. L. Grant Watson, published by Ladybird, 1960
A delight: First the swallows skimming the water while visiting the Lizard and twirling and dancing in the air above us. Then a few days ago, the swifts screaming through the skies, just being their joyful selves. Always something that makes me feel very happy - what marvelous summer guests! Then most recently a yellow wagtail by the side of the river, stood on a rope tethering a boat. Leaping and flipping up and down off his line, seemingly having so much fun. And for no apparent reason. Until you moved further along the path and the light changed and you realised the whole charade was in fact him catching tiny flies.
 

A shock: Swimming on Saturday, and for the first time I can really remember, felt nervous. It was choppy and the water was all churned up, so that beneath me strange, only partially recogniseable forms loomed up at me. But this isn't unusual and doesn't normally cause concern. Just a strange feeling, that something wasn't quite right. Out in the bay, at the buoys, discussing my sense of unease with my fellow swimmer and we turned in the water to look out to sea and saw two large fins moving away from us. 

In spite of myself, knowing that it wouldn't be anything dangerous, that of course, it was a basking shark - investigating the bay because the water's warmer and the the plankton has all been dredged up by the blustery weather - I felt utterly vulnerable. We made a swift return to shore. No one on the beach had seen anything and we started to feel a little insane. But we definitely saw something very similar to this. Sort of reassuring. This less so (Musicfreaky944's comment has pretty much hit the nail on the head). But must remember, they are harmless beasts, just huge (up to 40ft!) and rather shy in fact. And next time perhaps I should listen to my instincts if I don't want to rub shoulders with my rather large watery comrades. Or be brave and swim out to them. Working on it.

(By the way, thank you to all my swim sponsors over at virginmoneygiving and also my mysterious anonymous sponsors. I love some intrigue. Just not so sure when it has big black fins on it…)

5.5.11

birds britannia


I've come to this series - Birds Britannia - way, way too late. And it's excellent and timely whilst I'm working on new things (see image above - click to see bigger) for Universals later this month, curated by Oliver Udy. The programme isn't just another  natural history series about birds, it's more interested in the relationship we as humans have had with birds through history, and how we have been defined by them, and they by us. 

Unfortunately iPlayer only keeps each episode available for a week, so of the four parts, I've only seen number three (Sea Birds). The final part (Countryside Birds) is available here until 8:29pm on Tuesday 10 May 2011. You can see some clips from each episode in the whole series here, here, and here (scroll down to 'Clips'). Stephen Moss, the producer of Birds Britannia writes about the series on the BBC blog here.

27.4.11

book of words






Tomorrow I'll be doing a short tour of The Art of Lost Words at Peninsula Arts and talking about the project In Absentia I created for it. I'm currently revisting this project for a new body of work and I keep returning to the epic nature of the creation of a dictionary. I resolved to find out a little bit more about the history of it. 

James Murrey, the principal editor of what is now known as The Oxford English Dictionary, in his scriptorium is shown in the top image. The project began in 1879 and was anticipated to take 10 years to complete. After five years, this schedule had to be revised when they had only made it from 'a' to 'ant'. In the end it took 44 years to finish the whole book and it appeared in 12 volumes in 1928.

Murrey invited people from all across the English-speaking world to contribute words, meanings and quotations, particularly for the earliest uses of words (see bottom image: a circular sent to 'the friends of the Dictionary'). All citations were meticulously recorded and archived (see middle image) and Murrey noted that the meanings of existing words were always changing, necessitating in an almost constant re-examination of the dictionary's entries. Murrey never saw the completion of the first edition.

28.3.11

tricky linguistics



Thanks to S for this. Funny and intelligent.

And while we're thinking about intelligent, go here to listen to Nicole Krauss talking about music and writing in Private Passions on Radio 3. Available for 6 days from now. Thanks for the tip off J.

25.3.11

feathers, wing, beak

Terns

Cormorant & Shag


Gulls