Monday, March 24, 2008
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It is not quantity but quality. Marcin Ramocki and Tom Moody (right)
Photos: artMovingProjects/Aron Namenwirth
To dis-spell a rumor this was a closing party for Cynthia Bloom and Jens Brand's show at aMP
not a closing of the gallery. Their work will remain up for at least another month by appointment only. We will remain very much alive. We regret having to postpone the shows of Adam Simon and John Giglio.
Let's start a new rumor - look
for artMovingProjects or a gallery with a different name, same players to open in china town near the new museum fall/winter 2008. Cheers and thanks to all the performers for keeping the spirit real, surfing and burning. Also, Thanks to Dan Davidson who came up from New Mexico to help with installation which is continuing with hand made kites baring the i ching.
Monday, March 17, 2008
"Fallen House of Cards" part of exhibition currently up, note: I am bringing back 40 more credit cards found in the Block Island House- This piece is highly influenced by Marcin Ramocki's Credit Card "Neo-feudal Screensaver" as seen in Zing Magazine and Mike Smith's Credit Card Piece recently exhibited in New York.
Performance: "Only The Good Die Young"
7.00 pm Brian and Leon Dewan - Tim Spelios
8.00pm Ken Butler
9.00pm Scott Fulmer
at artMovingProjects 166 North 12th st. Brooklyn
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Music=0D=0D1 The idea:=0D=0Dis a DVD extract of the "respirator =
tracts/tracks" project, featuring the breathing sounds of one singer =
(Madonna) and one complete album (Music), including the music videos =
that accompany it.=0D=0DThe concept is based on an observation of recent =
pop-music. =0DSince some years the singers produce intense inhalation- =
sounds, before they start to sing the next phrase. =0DIn some songs the =
breathing is so intense that, if one would try breath along, you will =
start to hyperventilate.=0DThis "breathing" is supposed to express =
intensity, but also creates the "concept" of reality and physical =
closeness in the time of more distance creating digital and sampling =
based productions. =0DIn this sense it's like the "dust" filter of =
Photoshop.=0D=0DThe installation "Respirator Tracts/Tracks" is based on =
8 tracks and 64 breathing circles edited from different songs and =
stiles. Every sound is a sample from existing songs. Although the short =
excerpt does not allow to recognize the source, it allows to recognize =
the style of recording of the specific age.=0DThe "RT/T" sample library =
contains beathings from Enrico Caruso, Elvis Presley, Patsy Cline, =
Barbara Streisand and Sonnyboy Williamson up ( or down) to Bruce =
Springsteen, Madonna, Celine Dion, Britney Spears and others. While =
"RT/T" is running from a computer and due to the logics of set up =
constantly remixes itself, "Music" is a 5 channel work played from DVD, =
and thus with fixed development. =0D=0D2 The structure: =0D=0DMusic=0D=0D=
The album contains 9 songs, three of them with video version.=0D=0D=
Impressive Instant / Runaway Lover / I Deserve It / Amazing / Nobody's =
Perfect / Don't Tell Me
Sunday, March 2, 2008
166 N.12th St, between Bedford and Berry Sts., Williamsburg (917-301-6680, 917-301-0306).
Subway: L to Bedford Avenue¬† Thurday -Sunday, 1pm - 6pm
Feb.28th - Mar.30th 2008 :) by appointment only
Performance, Ken Butler, Brian Dewan, April Smith, Scott Fulmer, and others- to be announced
“Only the good die young”
Paintings, photographs, credit cards, and assorted items come out of a home prepared for sale to support her upcoming medical expenses. Also, savaged from the house the manuscripts for the “Happy Holocaust “ by J. Zvi Namenwirth and the definitive text in three volumes on Mahler by his brother Micha Namenwirth. A mother-son psychodrama.
A new fresh spring and a fresh new sound:
I want that this song rings as the birds call
That oft heard on a summer night
In an old town along the water way.
Inside, it was dark yet the silent street
Collected twilight, last rays shone late
In the sky, there fell a golden speckled shaft
Over the roofs into my window pane.
Next blew a youngster as on an organ pipe,
That shook ripely in the open sky
As mellow cherries do when a springtime wind
Awakes in the woods to start its trip.
It roams on bridges, and at waters edge,
So slowly going, blowing everywhere.
Chirping as a long bird, unaware
Of its joy over the evening’s quietude.
And many a spent man awaiting supper meal
Listened as if it were an old tale,
Smiling while the hand that closed the pane
Dawdled momentarily for the youngster sang.
At war, I did dream it was wartime yet:
A wooden airplane tumbled from the sky
And rockingly drove through the grass
To stop the groaning, singing, and relief.
From the sickly ark came wounded animals
Of each kind one, dragging feet to a tent
While I was to beautify this heavenly house
With grass, tree twigs, the fieri firmament.
Then what did I see on a long whitish table
But the white birdie with the bluest head
Just a blue fire that in the evening heat
Burns on a summery hillside top.
Was he badly hurt and should I care for him?
Firmly he clawed my finger tight.
Then, it was night. Blenchingly white
Removed the dawn when the sun appeared.
And, examing my own two tiny hands,
The finger that he clawed became blue.
I wrote this verse as the bird did burn:
He glanced back as to bless me as it seemed.
(in scripted Cynthia Bloom the last poem 1991 by John Ree aka J. Zvi Namenwirth)
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