Dots

Tuesday, February 9th. I'm going to endure for 6 hours, beginning at 7:00pm to 1:00am in Moka Joka. I will make dots with my pens and markers on the bristol pad paper.I will stay there for 6 hours but I guess I'm allowed to go bathroom with my paper and pen and keep making dots with me.

Cups

So my project Consisted of stacking 120 cups. Every three minutes that passed by I would add another cup to the wall. As the minutes passed I became more aware of how time passed. In a way it was very relaxing, I kept track of the time by listening to songs that were approx. 3 minutes so I could stack the next cup. I felt as time moved slowly as each minute passed a little slower than the one before. In a way I was stacking up a wall from the rest of the world. The pace of things were less stressful, the new realm was more peaceful. It was a very interesting experience, totally different then what I had expected. I originally expected to freak out from being in closed area when really I became one with my project.

(The quality of the original video is much better than this... It seemed to get messed up when uploaded to youtube)

Doodling Results

For my 6 hour piece (which actually lasted 7 hours) I doodled... non stop. It was strenuous and my hand cramped as I realized over time my doodles were becoming more and more pathetic in detail and craftsmanship. Here are just a few of the pages of my sketchbook which I filled about half of...





































































































Alphonse Mucha (my favorite artist)

Tied Up

From 6:00pm to 12:00am, Ian and Dana tied themselves together by the neck with a long rope. For those six hours, they went about their daily lives and attempted to do everything that they would normally do. To make the project a challenge, every hour they tied up another limb, so by the end of the night they were almost completely bound together.

Chalk

For six hours on Tuesday 9 February I drew on the outside walls of Cannon Hall and Teft Hall. I started with a small box of chalk and as I began I realized the chalk was breaking down fast. I was going to run out of chalk before the six hours were up so I had to draw really slow. I drew an octopus and underwater scene, a lion-like animal, and a monster in city scene. After the six hours my fingers were scraped and raw and the chalk I was using was miniscule.

Nudity

This experience was very liberating for me. I was a little nervous at the onset but once I was nude and lying on the floor I became very calm and at peace. I closed my eyes. I just let go of everything and cleared my mind. I listened to people's reactions and heard many interesting things. The most common reaction was, "What the fuck!" but others included: "Wait, can someone tell me what is going on", "Is she okay?", "The naked body is a beautiful thing", "I would never be able to do that", "that's completely normal, people are always walking around with their tops off, you should have gone to terrace 13 to get some real reactions".

My main struggle with my performance was that the floor was extremely cold and I was shivering uncontrollably at times. I hardly cared though, because I was just so happy that I was doing something so meaningful to me. My intent was to get people to face the nude body and see their natural reaction. The nude body is so natural, everyone has one, though when people see one their reactions are not that it is something so familiar but instead something quite unexpected. I still struggle with understanding why nudity is so taboo.

Photos from Performance

All the photos were taken by Michael Lewis. I know that some are blurry but I think it really captures the feeling of the performance. Most people were fidgety and flustered and uncomfortable. Michael would try to take a picture of their first reaction which often times was in motion.