Fortunes, an experimental comedy — Greg Barth
Fortunes is an experimental comedy that portrays a collection of domestic rituals, highlighting the monotony of repetitive daily routines.
Its a study on perception, ultimately demonstrating how doing something long enough can drive you crazy.
Lotus Shrine experiment 3D model in Maya. About 3 hours work; last major practice piece before the big midterm work for material spectrum class. Mostly just extruding, smoothing, rotating - no sculpting or NURBS, all polygons.
A short experimentation in translucent sound: if you were stuck on an endless train platform, what would you hear?
Pro Tools & Logic Pro, for sound art class.
Some quick behind the scene photos of my tacobot animation, I Taco. Shot with dragonframe for 8 hours…
This is the story of Juan Carlos and a taco
Portrait of Women With Vegetable Weapons, Tsuyoshi Ozawa
Since 2001, Japanese photographer Tsuyoshi Ozawa has been traveling around the world photographing young women holding guns fashioned mainly from vegetables. As part of the process, the ingredients are chosen by Ozawa’s models and make up a hot-pot dish native to their country. After the portrait is completed, the “gun” is disassembled and Ozawa and his model share a meal made up of its parts.
Vegetable Weapon, a collaborative project promoting peace, will be on display at Misa Shin Gallery in Tokyo from September 21-November 2, 2012.
Li Hong Bo: Statues in Motion, Todd Martin
In what might be the most inspired paper-folding since Sadako and The Thousand Paper Cranes, Beijing-based master sculptor Li Hongbo unveils Statues in Motion, a video piece that documents the artist’s jaw-dropping work with accordion-style paper cutouts.
Dream House, sound and light environment.
MELA Foundation, exhibiting from 2PM-midnight on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays, Manhattan
[ The beat that thrums in your ears is that of an angry god with two voices: one high-pitched, one low, warbling, like stones in the mouth. The lights are hypnotic, illusionary: one minute they disappear and another form takes its place. It’s like the room is alive and we are in the belly of a bioluminescent creature. It’s not a kindred spirit, but somehow you feel the need to worship this godhead of desire. ]
Code Club, the subway, Jolie restaurant, Morgan Avenue (Bushwick), the winter-spring sun.