Showing posts with label Performance Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Performance Art. Show all posts

1.02.2009

Winter Re-Run :: The Welding: Bride's Song - I'll Cut You if You Cut and Run

As promised, some documentary footage from the alternative wedding I helped produce and direct with my now-welded-together-forever pals Carol and Steve.

The song -- "I'll Cut You if You Cut and Run" -- was written by Carol and me - the bride's lyrics to my music - and was played by Brooklyn's Hungry March Band the day following the blackout of August 2003.

What a beautiful nightmare it was.

More footage from "The Welding" perhaps forthcoming. This serves as part of the collection of sketch /trailer footage I've made toward producing "The World's Longest Open Love Letter" film.

Wish me luck.

Again.

When I boot up my phone it says, "Try Again," which are words captured from inside a bottle top by an artist whom I know by the name of H.D. I bought the print from her. Perhaps it's time to hang the art collection. Again.

"Try Again."

I'm just saying.

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POST NOTE: Re-posting this because I can and need to see it again.


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9.28.2008

Re-Vlog :: My Buddy Clark of ZipZapZop.com

ZipZapZop makes me laugh. Again.

This is something that needs to be taught to younger generations along with how to make a grass whistle and other important things.

Who knew?





ZipZap says:

Dancing Caterpillars seem to be a recurring theme here at ZipZapZop… This time, I discover that these little Eastern Tent Caterpillar pests (there were literally thousands upon thousands of them here in May) are quite responsive to sound vibrations. It makes me wonder if perhaps some kind of audio mechanism would keep them away…










Faux Press Line :: Do Not Cross
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2.25.2008

Behind the Scenes :: Four-Minute Ballet for Faux Press Corps, Celebrities & Disposable Cameras


.:. Faux Press .:.

As titled.

It's a dinner party.

It's a parade.

An adventure.

It's the debut of the Faux Press.

It's a celebration of success.

It's a meditation on journalism, commerce, and celebrity.

It's honoring our gifts.

It's ritual.

It's dance.

It's a 'love action' - see Blow! Blow! Blow! for the definition of a 'love action'.

It's news.

Metaphrasty.

What in tarnation does this have to do with surviving depression?

Everything.

Music by Danny Payne.

2.18.2008

Dark Cities :: Stills


Dark Cities :: Stills
Originally uploaded by Jannie-Jan
Bruce, Jan, Stacie

Ed

Charles, Ed, Pablo

Stacie decided to come at the last minute. We were soooo happy to have her with us.

Film: what a beautiful pain in the butt.

The neon green 'Poetry' hat was a gift from dear friend C.I.

2.08.2008

Faux Press Credentials :: Front

An early edition of Faux Press Credentials. Vol. 1, No. 1.

A prop for "The Faux Parade".

These press passes were published 2/14/00.

As we approach Valentine's Day, it seems appropriate to revisit this piece. All of these are unsigned and but for this one, in the wild.

Jewelry. Art (it's framed, after all). Advertising. Poetry. Short story. Prop.

Metaphrasty.

The Psychic Poets :: Art Infomercial

An excerpt from a longer work titled "The Psychic Poets".

Art & Commerce.

That's my ex.

We got awfully silly as poets.

So silly we got drummed out of an experimental poetry workshop @ St. Marks Church. Bernadette Mayer. Yeah.

They just didn't get it.

They missed the point.

Bruce. Me. Elaine Jones and Ed McPhillips.

The four of us did a lot of poetry performance together. Bunches of films (in 16mm), audio tapes, live performance. I'd forgotten how much product we created together as an emsemble. We were prolific.

We even wrote a play together that was produced a couple times by the four of us, and once by Toni Taylor of Pi Dance Theatre.

Transferring old media to new media is simultaneously pain in the ass and amazing journey.

Connecting with old friends temporarily lost to the settlement agreement.

1.21.2008

Re-Vlog :: Love Medicine



Ms. Sanders speaks succinctly & softly to wounds and healing through art & consciousness.

Difficult to visualize the body as sacred.

Orgasm as sacred.

Whew.

Working on a video art piece that deals with body image and will post tomorrow.

SPOILER: In the meantime, if you're squicked by gentle, soothing words on the subject of the body, you should not play this fine piece.

Ancient wisdom.


Faux Press Line :: Do Not Cross
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2.11.2007

To Be Blown Away...



Thanks to Ze Frank's blog for the heads' up.

Cripes, five minutes later & my heart's still racing.

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1.30.2007

On Being a Woman :: Re-claiming Feminism

Had a long conversation with Jen of Ebb & Flow TV, produced in consanguinity with her husband, Kent.

Ah.

This is my audio & text response to her fine poem. Download the mp3 HERE.


Photos by Bill Foley.

Bill and I worked together years ago
. He seemed remarkably human for a still guy, and we got on. When I moved to a loft in Williamsburg I suggested he take some photographs of the place, a spot I knew neared the end of its useful life as both building and working factory.

Was writing a lot back then and shared the words about the factory with him, toward inspiration. After he gave me prints, I re-wrote and ordered the bits together in what I'd wanted to be a handmade, limited edition book. I'd no money to execute the project in the way I'd imagined and its publication foundered, though this one piece found a page in "The World's Longest Open Love Letter".

"Jackie on His Head: For JKO" was one of the poems and short stories that were appropriate to our collective mission of hanging out and documenting the amazing space in which I lived.

Ludwig Industries

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1.24.2007

FREE PRESS :: Freedom Protest Proposal :: My Tax Protest :: Pay More


In March 2007 video blogger / independent journalist Josh Wolf will become the longest-jailed journalist in history. Here's what I have to say about the matter in audio form.

Frankly, what happened to Josh - in jail for contempt of Grand Jury since September 2006 - scared the shit out of me. So much so that I've not been as supportive of his cause as I might have been.

Forgive me, I'm a recovering pussy.

Beyond the fear of government scrutiny and reprisal, what made me reluctant to support Josh (though I did contribute a small sum to his defense fund) was that the summer 2005 anti-world-trade protest included violence, not only on the part of the police but on the part of protesters.

I do not condone violence.

Now, this has gone too far, too long. I cannot remain silent. I'm not afraid. I've nothing to lose. Nothing is more import than to live free.

Chris Peck's article in the Memphis Commercial Appeal explains Mr. Wolf's situation in clear detail. That Josh Wolf is a journalist is not up for debate. He was paid by a television station for his footage. It aired. Is payment not the definition of a professional?

A few things are certain:

  • We must have a Federal Shield Law for journalists.
  • Josh Wolf should not be in jail.
  • The press corps needs to grow some balls and ask and answer the hardest questions regardless of consequences.

What's happening to the Constitution is a nightmare. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. We're in a media-induced coma, drugged by television and horrid food created with addiction to salt, sugar and shelf-life in mind.

Tune out corporate media. I'm begging you.

God help us. God Bless America. Let us prove that freedom is not an illusion created to mollify but rather, created to lift we - the people - up to the highest rather than the lowest expressions of our humanity.

Sundays @ Noon: a Proposal for World-Wide Action in Support of Freedom

I propose that folks everywhere devote one hour a week to peaceful protest for freedom. Sundays at noon. Go out of your house, plant yourself at the side of your street and stand in support of freedom for an hour. Carry a simple sign, make a hat or tee-shirt and say on those things you make what you love about freedom. As you stand there, imagine yourself free.

At the moment, I'm going to work on having the balls to do this. I live on a busy street near an active Roman Catholic church. Lots of people will see me. Oh, what shall my sign say?

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He or she who runs for President with defending the Constitution as the #1 plank of his or her platform will get my vote. He or she who has the balls to say that empire is morally wrong as the #2 platform gets my vote and for the first time in my life, real money given to a politician.

I've been deeply disappointed in this my country for a while now. Currency is often a canvas upon which I "paint". The best "fuck you" I know is to give an adversary something they think you should at all costs hold onto. It is said that I should value and hold onto money above all things. To that I say a definitive, "No." Take it. Take it all. In the meantime, I shall give it to you even if it hurts. And believe me, there have been times in the last 5 years when I've been hurting financially. Because I do not file income tax returns, I am ineligible for unemployment insurance benefits.

One long-term currency performance involves becoming a non-filer. That's right, I have not for the last 4 or 5 years filed income tax returns. I do not wish to be that conscious of money. It hurts me as a human being to have money / taxes in my consciousness every time I spend. Do I need to keep this receipt? Is it a writeoff? It takes time and money-consciousness to maintain the required files and stay informed of changes in tax law. I refuse to give the government that part of me that is free from the ideas of value and beancounting. Value and beancounting make my head and heart hurt. Not thinking about money is the greatest freedom imaginable. I love it.

Take as much of my money as you wish, Uncle Sam, really. Just don't make me think about you and taxes every fuckin' day.

I'm prepared to go to jail for this non-filing. There are both criminal and civil penalties for such a thing. But if and when Uncle Sam comes after me, I shall have my say. In court. For the record. And getting the ideas published is what counts. I only want to be 'published' indirectly, you see. Traditional methods of publication don't interest me much. But that's another kind of 'canvas'.

Since I stopped filing returns, each and every pay check includes a voluntary additional Federal Income Tax deduction in the amount of $50. Whether I work one day or five, every paycheck gives the IRS an additional $50 over and above what they withhold.

Call it a bribe. Yes, I'm trying to bribe the U.S. government to stay out of my head, my body, and my bed. It hurts to pay more, but that pain is the way I know it's the right thing to do as an artist.

A Promise

I will give every dollar of that not-insignificant amount of money now held by the IRS to the presidential candidate who runs on an anti-empire, freedom platform. There are no more important issues at hand.

Well there are these issues, too:

  • Bring the troops home from the middle east
  • Forgive loans to emerging nations
  • Extract ourselves from foreign oil dependency by investing heavily, heavily, heavily in energy alternatives
  • Drastically smaller federal government
  • Simplify the tax code
  • End the racist war on drugs
  • Make the teaching profession exactly that, a profession, with professional-quality money
  • Unconsolidate the media
  • Leave abortion issues to the states. Gay marriage too. In fact, all red-herring morality issues are to be turned over to the states. Period.
  • Return the dollar to the gold standard
  • Net neutrality
  • Election reform
  • Campaign reform
  • Governmental transparency
  • Legislate hearts into corporations. Fuck Walmart - pay more.

To implement these ideas will require huge sacrifice as we change energy and corporate infrastructure, but only for a few years as we straighten this shit out. Thereafter, I predict things will get much better all around.

Is there such a candidate? This person must come from neither the Republican nor Democratic stables. Both parties have lost all credibility. We need someone powerful and fresh, untainted by corporate ownership. That means WE have to find someone outside the system to run and give that person millions upon millions of small fiscal expressions of support and our time. A truly grass-roots presidential candidate.

In the meantime, support Josh Wolf (from his website):

Legal Defense Fund





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Don't want to use Paypal?

You can send a check
to Josh's Mom instead:

Liz Wolf Spada
P.O. Box 2235
Wrightwood, CA 92397

Write to Josh
All correspondence may be reviewed by anonymous authorities. All letters must have a return address.

Joshua Wolf 98005-111
Dublin FDC
5675 8th St. Camp-Parks, Unit J2
Dublin, CA 94568

Books may be sent in to Josh, but only through a bookseller. There is a book list on his wiki which has nothing listed at the moment, but the wiki says to address books to him here:

Joshua Selassie Wolf 98005-111
Federal Detention Center, Unit J2
5675 8th Street
Dublin CA 94568

E-mail Josh's Support Team
If you would like to get a message to Josh's support team please send mail to freejosh(at)joshwolf.net and it will be sent on to the appropriate person.

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1.07.2007

Faux Parade :: The Princess & The Man of Her Dreams :: Click.tv Test #3




Been working with the fabulous Click.tv team to troubleshoot a bit of an issue. Happily, they got a previously problematic timecode-based comment post using their free service up and jumping in a couple of days. Beta testing is demanding but rewarding work. Mostly, love seeing the results of the back and forth.

Thanks, Click! Working fine...

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POST NOTE: The java-based code generated didn't work in Blogger Alpha, tho it used to work in Beta if I overrode the error message. What you see above is Click's 'alternative code' solution that doesn't support the 'email' function. Getting closer :)

Here's the original, java-based code for comparison:



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POST-POST NOTE: Hrm. Now both bits of code appear to work. Go figure.

Best possible outcome for Click anyway.

Cheers!


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1.01.2007

Dances From the World's Longest Open Love Letter








Contemplating the structure of "The World's Longest Open Love Letter" as documentary.

Download the Quicktime version HERE.

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3.21.2006

Faux Press :: Rerun :: The World's Longest "Open" Love Letter

How the project came to be known as "The World's Longest Open Love Letter" rather than just a plain "Love Letter".

So yeah. I'm doing it too: reruns.

There's a method to my madness.

Forgive me, do?

Original post, HERE.

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8.20.2005

Faux Press / Fairytale Division :: The World's Longest Love Letter



Before Valentine's Day 2000, this project was titled "The World's Longest Love Letter".

In the course of "publishing" the Love Letter, many works of art were installed in the streets. Documenting their subsequent decline, I learned the advantage of embracing how nature (including human nature) changes things, and furthermore, to embrace how others' needs and desires change my own.

In a kind of fairytale moment, this excerpt from "The Faux Parade" reveals how the project came to be known as "The World's Longest Open Love Letter".

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8.16.2005

Faux Press Fairytale Division: The Princess & The Soldiers



Always one for multitasking, this excerpt from "The Faux Parade" is part of a continuing meditation on media, celebrity & community, not to mention the kickoff of a cocktail party that commenced at the end of the parade. Fact is, there are more layers to this piece than I can comfortably address here.

The sub-context of the remark that the wee lass, "...wanted to come down and find the soldiers so she could play with them," makes me weep. Every time.

Featured are Agnes & Benny of The Charleston (Williamsburg's best pizza / music joint), you'll also meet my friend Anice (way in the background) and poet/engineer buddy, Steve. This excerpt covers our 2nd and 3rd stops along the parade route.

Enjoy. More to come.

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8.12.2005

I Want: a paean to desire


Testing Blip.tv's media hosting (thanks to new vlogger / Blip.tv-guy Charles HOPE)

Revisiting some older footage of performances lately. This is from "Who is this Princess-at-Large Person and Why My Basement?" a more-than-one-woman show that was sketched out at various performance spaces in and around New York, including Amiana and the Baggott Inn.

Seemed to fit with Raymond's "League of Decent Vloggers" movie that I adore.

WORD JUST IN from ZudFunk: said adored above-incorporated "League of Decent Vloggers" movie is the product of the scrofulous Human Dog Laboratory and not Raymond at all! It's 10 o'clock. Do you know where your movies are?

Quicktime version HERE.

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7.28.2005

Another Page from The World's Longest Open Love Letter :: Fairytale Division



Another page from The World's Longest Love Letter/Fairytale Division: The Princess & The Man of Her Dreams.

Got Flip4mac in order to QT all those WMV files hanging around the PC hard drive. It works great, allowing the import of WMV's into iMovie and compression with fast start. Whoo-whoo.

NB: The man of your dreams could be anywhere.

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7.25.2005

Strangers on a Mission :: Get a String Over the Fence



Met these folks late one night whilst out hanging art posters in the neighborhood, a thing I was wont to do in 2000-2001 as part of "The World's Longest Open Love Letter".

Because it "isn't done alone," I asked for help getting a string up and over the high barbed wire fence and wound up making an interview / commercial for filmmaker Jonathan "Chickendust" Seidman and his film "In Heaven there is No Fear".

I believe this film fits the criteria for Clark ov Saturn's vlogme05 because the aforementioned string was part of the Toolkit of Love(tm) that I carry at all times. Vlogme05 because the background music was playing from the van when I landed.

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5.25.2005

Excerpt from The Faux Parade :: The Princess & The Vet



This is an excerpt from one of my favorite crossover films, "The Faux Parade". The plan is to post excerpts from the longer parade-work in the coming weeks.

Created early on in a PC environment and later made into QT - before I learned about fast start - I apologize for the extended download time [since repaired].

4.21.2005

Faux Press Vlog :: At The Bath Remix



Annie and my pal E., Voiz, Steve & Carol/Carol & Steve, Ryanne & Jay, Raymond & Kristina all have me thinking about how isolated I've felt since moving to NJ. Finding a new community here seems daunting.

Deeply missing the Williamsburg, Brooklyn vortex of artistic endeavor.

Bottom line is - and what I learned during the making of this vlog entry - that friendships do not disappear but accumulate, and none of us is alone.

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