Today I want not to think that you will be aging without me.
The previous set of postings is probably the second haiku I’ve ever written (the first one having been formulated at age 11).
Today tore at the nerves; stretched and stressed, calm cast aside to make way for the miscommunication of others. The impetus to react with far less provocation than I’m used to was disappointing.
Tomorrow will be better.
Even though I will likely still feel absolutely knackered, as I did today and do every day, while attempting to manage the ins and outs and the expansive in-betweens of living purposefully. Or just living.
Unnamed organization I volunteer with whose outward philosophy I no doubt believe in, I neither approve of your partnership with mega-chain nor support the other political affiliations that are unraveling before me as more truths begin to show through the cracks in your mismanaged skin.
Lacked appetite, but somehow successfully cleared my fridge of things-that-need-eating (ongoing).
I feel very behind this growing season and hope that this isn’t a sign of things to come for I have a lot of work ahead of me and fewer hands, unless you happen to be as passionate about composting as I am and enjoy mucking about the garden barefoot. Inquire within to work on my micro urban farm. Bring a goat or mason bee.
My foster kitten has gone away to have her ovariohysterectomy.
Do believe me when I say I will be without you and live in my own way, no longer will I/you draw you/me/us into circles to dance around the open flame.
I don’t care that it’s 1:42am. I’m going to have a second dinner and ponder the relevancy of pants in order to detract from the hole in my stocking. It is an unnerving hole, as are many holes.
But life is not changed magically by a poetic act: Autogestion in Gramoven
Urban Subjects 602,000:WORKS ON HOUSING Residency and Emergent Exhibition
Friday March 18 2011, Opening 7-11pm, Screening 8pm, Talk 8:30pm
Exhibition of new works, produced in residence, “But life is not changed magically by a poetic act” + screening of “Living Mega-Structures” (2003/2004) + Urban Subjects, Ivan Drury and Amy Kazymerchyk will hold a discussi…on on ideas of neigbourhood and urban self-management, and about what art can say about our urban lives.
But life is not changed magically by a poetic act is a video installation that builds a narrative about autogestion (or self-management) in a community in Caracas, Venezuela. Using wall projections and an installation of monitors, “But life is not changed magically by a poetic act” sets documentary interviews, architectural and urban establishing shots, and textual elements in dialogue. Using long takes of an expropriated Coca Cola bottling plant, a small community-run brick making factory, and vernacular architecture in the barrio Gramoven, and setting these in dialogue with interviews of members of community councils in Caracas who are actively altering forms of community organizing and urban governmentality, Urban Subjects have created an installation that pursues an argument spatially, didactically, and poetically. Taking its title from a sentence written by Henri Lefebvre in the revolutionary heat of May 1968, this installation also tries to grasp a sense of the deeply affective alliances that autogestion builds in the texture of everyday urban life: how can a hybrid form of documentary and aesthetic video installation represent the textures and possibilities of urban life? Cutting across the naturalized form of documentaries “But life is not changed magically by a poetic act” opens the manner in which the community activists in Caracas take apart North American media frames of Venezuela and its social programs. What emerges is a complex moment of performance, global-local media analysis, critical reframing, and importantly, a view of housing and community that is based on a form of dual power.
Urban Subjects (Sabine Bitter, Jeff Derksen, Helmut Weber) is a cultural collective formed in 2004 and based in Vancouver, Canada and Vienna, Austria. Urban Subjects does visual and textual research on global-urban issues, the texture of cities, and on civic imaginations.
VIVO Media Arts gratefully acknowledges Franz Van de Ven, Simon Fraser University School for Contemporary Art, the LMPC, Mark Curry and Emilio Rojas for their support of this exhibition. VIVO and Urban Subjects sincerely thanks the 2011 Olympic Tent Village Coalition, the Downtown Eastside Neighborhood Council, the Western Front, Neil Smith and Ivan Drury for their collaboration on 602,000 WORKS ON HOUSING and related events.
Friday, March 18, 2011
7:00pm - 11:00pm
The earthquake happened while I was in Boston. By the time I came home, it was already huge news. The only thing that seemed to matter, that seemed at all meaningful, was footage of the catastrophes. When I had a spare moment, I’d watch it. Sometimes just the same video, on a loop, over and over. And I’d wonder what I was going to say.
The earthquake, the tsunami, the volcano, the maybe-meltdown. So many people have lost their homes; so many people have died; the danger is so far from being over. And, thanks to 24-hour news and amateur YouTube videos, nearly all of these events have been captured on film. Thanks to the Internet, nearly everyone has blogged about them. There’s something uncomfortable about watching that footage. It draws you in; it refuses to let you stop watching. You click “replay” compulsively, hoping that the next time you see it, you’ll comprehend it all. The shaky camera, the kitchen drawers falling open, the cloud of ash, the supermarket aisle covered in shattered glass and spilled wine: It seems almost ordinary, especially if you watch it (as many people do) on tiny, low-resolution YouTube windows. But you know that something beyond your experience, something massive and with unimaginably awful consequences, just occurred. You saw it. But you didn’t see it. You didn’t understand.