I started at the bottom of the stairwell by the ceramics department and walked up two steps then back one in a rythmic motion for three hours long. While performing this piece I was able keep myself in a repetative beat helping me to stay focused on what I was doing as I climbed the stairs up and down 18 times over three hours. This endurance piece was particularly special to me because it reminded me of my past accomplishments and failures and how in life you seem to take two steps forward and a step backward in everything you do. Reaching the top of the five flights of stairs was a great feeling, just like living life as though it should be one step at a time.
Showing posts with label Kristey Palmisano. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kristey Palmisano. Show all posts
Friday, April 23, 2010
Forward two, back one.
I started at the bottom of the stairwell by the ceramics department and walked up two steps then back one in a rythmic motion for three hours long. While performing this piece I was able keep myself in a repetative beat helping me to stay focused on what I was doing as I climbed the stairs up and down 18 times over three hours. This endurance piece was particularly special to me because it reminded me of my past accomplishments and failures and how in life you seem to take two steps forward and a step backward in everything you do. Reaching the top of the five flights of stairs was a great feeling, just like living life as though it should be one step at a time.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Critical Analysis of Jackie's Endurance Piece
In Jackie's piece, she walked barefoot in a circle between Reimer and Tefft in front of the dumpster. Jackie was dressed in a black plain dress repeatedly following the path of the circle that led her nowhere. Her body language was quite interesting as she is holding her arms close to her chest and her chin close to her hands trying to keep as much body heat in as possible.
The plain dress, her long hair, and being barefoot gave her a sense of vulnerability. As she was making her path around the circle her bare feet stepped on shards of glass, metal and broken rocks every time she took a step. The expression of sadness and fear made me feel as though I needed to reach out and ask her what was wrong and if I could help her in any way. She embodied a helpless soul as she was silently limped over the pavement covered with harmful materials.
I enjoyed the location of where the piece was placed due to the beams of sun shining through the trees creating many dynamic shadows onto the site of the performance. As I watched this performance I felt as though I was watching a painful experience of loneliness which put me into the emotional state with her.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Three Hour Endurance Proposal
Kristey Palmisano, will be walking up and down the staircase for 3 hours. This will occur on Friday April 23rd in the stairwell by the painting and printmaking studios that lead down to the ceramic studios in Harder Hall. I will start at the bottom and work up then down in the time span of three hours. As I will be walking up and down the stairs I will be wrapping the stairwell with string attached to my body. At the top of the stairwell I will have a gallon of water that I will drink one sip out of every time I reach the top. I will respond if you want to talk to me, I will not initiate a conversation.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Organization of Disruption
Even though the motor wasn't image working and couldn't distort the image how it was intended to, the film was still moving creating it's own distortion. The idea behind this motorized automata was the fact that we are thinking and imagining every minute of our day, but the cycle is always being disrupted.
The machine, though was unable to function to its original intention, found a new meaning to its creators and viewers. The motor spun at a consistent rate, the room filled with it's constant sound of struggle and friction. The image in the from moved and almost seemed brought to life by the motor though there was no real connection between them. The dowel continuously splintered as the motor struggled to spin it. This shows not only the illusion and abstraction of how a motor can interact with your piece (is it actually the one responsible for the movement), but also the fact that maybe the beauty is placed on the motors failure to bring results and in this case, distorting the image on the frontal portion of our autonoma.
The machine, though was unable to function to its original intention, found a new meaning to its creators and viewers. The motor spun at a consistent rate, the room filled with it's constant sound of struggle and friction. The image in the from moved and almost seemed brought to life by the motor though there was no real connection between them. The dowel continuously splintered as the motor struggled to spin it. This shows not only the illusion and abstraction of how a motor can interact with your piece (is it actually the one responsible for the movement), but also the fact that maybe the beauty is placed on the motors failure to bring results and in this case, distorting the image on the frontal portion of our autonoma.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Two minuet sound Sonic Cougar
Sonic Cougar Presents "This Might Sound Like Shit But Its Really Good." Coming out of the den with the mission to sonically Maul your ears.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Organization of Distortion
Maya and I constructed a 5 foot wooden box that would make the black and white checker board pattern on the front move in and out of the box. We projected an image onto the box of a person in a conscious state of sleep. The image consists of just a face frantically moving her eyes back in forth as if she was dreaming. The gears would pushed the gears in and out of the box disrupting the image.
Even though the motor wasn't image working and couldn't distort the image how it was intended to, the film was still moving creating it's own distortion. The idea behind this motorized automata was the fact that we are thinking and imagining every minute of our day, but the cycle is always being disrupted.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Cardboard Automatan
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
24 hours measured in observing people eating apples.
I documented the passage of time over a 24 hour period by observing how many people ate snacks during the day. I decided to narrow it down to apples cores. Surprisingly I was lucky as the day went on I saw four people eat apples throughout their daily journeys. As I walked to the Cohen studio, I came in contact with one of my friends eating an apple for breakfast in the early morning. The rest of the apples were consumed at lunch, the studio, and before bed. At the end of the day after I collected all of the apples from as many observations that I had found, I let them sit overnight to show even more of a passage of time as shriveled up apple cores. I created a linear visual effect with the apple cores through sewing a string through them because I wanted to get across a message of time elapsed through each space from one apple to one above it.
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