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Lawrence Lek
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
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I know that exhilaration on leaving, breathlessness at having escaped, dizziness induced by the possibility, like seeing the Manhattan skyline from the Carey bus, driving from the airport, or the gob-smacking beauty of the Empire State Building, seen from the Bowery. The moments we squealed with laughter walking across town, taking it all for granted, and knowing we were going somewhere to eat well and talk about our fears, and hopes. The understanding between us, which for me is very rare, and our ability to forgive each other our transgressions as we behaved like frightened children. Do you remember my bout of sympathetic dihorrea in the Quad cinema on one of our early cinema excursions?...if you had it, I had to have it!
Leaving Dublin for me always included ferries and that bay, and drunken fellow countrymen vomiting over the rails, or asleep in bundles on the floor. It included the 'Liver Building' in Liverpool, and long train journeys, and talk in crowded carriages, not the relative glamour of the New York skyline.....not till later. For me that had to do with leaving England, not Ireland, and returning here smacks of the same feeling of giving up as, perhaps, returning to Dublin would have for you.....adventure might pull me away again, but I'm more afraid of the world now than I used to be. The first time I left has become so enmeshed in the numerous leavings that it's hard for me to remember the actual first time. It's the same with my arrivals. Every time I see the Manhattan skyline I feel the excitement exactly as felt on the first arrival, so I cannot remember which was my first. This is a strange realisation for someone who is so proud of his pre-drug addled powers of recall.
1. Collage, detail, 2. blurred bustle, 3. latte, 4. billy, 5. flickr.com/photos/50417638@N00/2492534431/, 6. Bottle8of14crop, 7. Woodtype, 8. Untitled, 9. Shingle Beach- detail, 10. Broken & Stacked, 11. eight rings, 12. L'insoutenable légèreté de l'être..., 13. enmeshed, 14. DSC_0210, 15. Small Green & Yellow Altered Pot (2), 16. Lots of matte bowls, 17. Seaweed, 18. safety net, 19. grapes (detail), 20. three spoons, 21. raku buttons, 22. for my goddaughter's play, 23. for fun, 24. orange skin, 25. rolled cowl, 26. 'I Miss You' by Colleen Baran (me), 27. clay pipes 1, 28. .1960, 29. mynewkeychain, 30. serious swimmer, 31. pauoa clay high fired, 32. book of flowers, 33. Untitled, 34. vessel collection, 35. Untitled, 36. day 24
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The Mill.
In the mill
constant noise resounds:
clank and thud, clank and thud,
wooden pegs and gears enmesh
with hand-carved cogs,
driven by the whoosh of water in the leat
under the timbered wheel,
which turns and turns and turns….
In the mill
the stones circle round and round,
gritstone grooves, grinding, grinding…
rhythmic groaning of tackle and hoist,
milling the golden grain,
the yield, the hard-won ears, gleaned
from the field beyond the open door….
In the mill
dust hangs in the air, clags in the throat,
carpets cobwebbed corners,
drifts on lath and joist,
clogs the millers’ gasping lungs…
pale flour dust, sunlit motes swirling
endlessly, whirling clouds
in grimy windows’ light,
dust from the rasping runner,
turning, turning….
In the mill,
years pass, harvests come and go,
the river now is full of weed,
the pound choked with rush and flowering reed.
Paddles no longer connect with the flow:
powerless, the stream trickles uselessly away,
the stones are still…
In the mill,
all is silent,
save for the scratchings
of a hungry mouse.
(Commendation Quantum Leap
22nd Subscriber Competition,
July 2008, and published in QL Sept 2008)
This picture is #3 in my strangers assignment.
Check out the 100 strangers website to see more pictures and people working on the same assignment.
This is Brad, a young man of 25 years of age who I met on the Greyhound bus that I transferred to at Kamloops on my way to Victoria and sat next to me.
It didn't take long to enmesh in conversation during the trip. Myself foregoing driving my own vehicle to spend Christmas with my kin in Victoria, BC and Brad moving from Grande Prairie, Alberta to relocate in Victoria. He had a background of construction experience and so would be pursuing that line of work.
We stopped in Chilliwack for on/off loading passengers and it was there I got Brad to pose for this shot, after I explained my 100 stranger assignment.
Once we arrived in Vancouver, I yet again had to transfer to another bus to get to Victoria. It was there where Brad and I parted, as he got on one bus and I on another.
So got another photo to my growing collection (albeit small) and crossed paths with a interesting person I've never met before.
DVD 345
If Franz Kafka had been an animator and film director--oh, and a member of Monty Python's Flying Circus--this is the sort of outrageously dystopian satire one could easily imagine him making. However, Brazil was made by Terry Gilliam, who is all of the above except, of course, Franz Kafka. Be that as it may, Gilliam sure captures the paranoid-subversive spirit of Kafka's The Trial (along with his own Python animation) in this bureaucratic nightmare-comedy about a meek governmental clerk named Sam Lowry (Jonathan Pryce) whose life is destroyed by a simple bug. Not a software bug, a real bug (no doubt related to Kafka's famous Metamorphosis insect) that gets smooshed in a printer and causes a typographical error unjustly identifying an innocent citizen, one Mr. Buttle, as suspected terrorist Harry Tuttle (Robert De Niro). When Sam becomes enmeshed in unraveling this bureaucratic glitch, he himself winds up labeled as a miscreant.
I just finished listening to an audio recording of "Crime and Punishment". I'd already been blown away by "The Brothers Karamazov" and now I'm awestruck anew!
There are few authors I know that can pack so much intensity into a narrative covering only a few days. Brilliant!
This ring is made from an antique brooch (given to me by my grandmother). The brooch is enmeshed with copper wire in teal and rich brown with three different shades of freshwater pearls.
Today is my birthday, and my wife and friends got me a surprise cake. They were trying to figure out how to lure me down to their office, so they said there was a photo op and, of course, I headed down.
The cake was delish, and they are super swell!
It was a nice surprise because I've been so enmeshed in work of late that I actually forgot about my birthday. How sad is this story: last night, my wife said, "I want to take you out for lunch tomorrow."
I thought that was quite nice of her and said, "wow, thanks. What's the occasion?"
She looked at me for a few beats (I now realize she was waiting for me to laugh or make some comment or other), but I didn't react at all. Finally she said, "for your BIRTHDAY."
I was dumbfounded that I had forgotten.
Oh well. So it goes, eh?
Look #138: City Elegance
Featuring Garage Fair Exclusives from Karla Boutique, Enmeshed, Q-Essentials and Munspain; and a Thrift Shop item from Grumble
Blog:
shelsstyle.blogspot.com/2016/05/look-138-city-elegance.html
Flickr:
www.flickr.com/photos/133033401@N02/26866889906
Baroque skullies dress. Fulo, Flawless Frightful & Delightful Cart Sale & Hunt.
Medicci Boots - ankle height high heeled black. Lourdes of London, Enmeshed Into Fall 2015 Hunt prize.
Hair - Summertime Sadness mini-medley. Long hair w. HUD. Alice project. Marketplace.
High gloss lipstick, bright red. AngelleWingz, Marketplace.
Wolf Wisp Pet. aii the Ugly & The Beautiful, Lucky Board.
All entangled I knew this was my shot of four as soon as I saw my littlest guys hands enmeshed in my husbands. Those little fingers grasping the big ones just melted my heart.
Madison Bycroft
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
#headheapheat
Haffendi Anuar
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
#headheapheat
My acupuncturist told me on Tuesday that I was on my way to a stroke. I made a joke about how I could now see how it would all end. And he said "We have to address this" as if I was in mortal danger. I was naturally alarmed since he was the one taking my pulse every week. So that afternoon I went to CVS to measure my blood pressure on their machine and it was perfectly normal. Then I borrowed a blood pressure monitor and took readings all day. All were normal for all sorts of activities.
I began to suspect that my doc was skewing the diagnosis with a sort of exaggerated white coat syndrome. He already had me coming in 4 times a week telling me I was using up energy as soon as he was giving it to me as if it were my fault. He was beginning to annoy me especially since he had also told me I wouldn't be fit to travel even in six months when I was next planning to. As if I was an invalid. My friends began to worry about me.
I had two other theories about why I wasn't recovering and he didn't think either had any value so I suspected he felt threatened that I might discover another healing modality and leave him. I decided to tell him I was only coming in 2 times a week take it or leave it. And to broach the subject in the least confrontational way possible I would ask him if I had free will.
The morning I was going to see him my reading was the highest ever at 147. I got in there and told him we had a white coat problem here. He said he could see that I was "in part" angry at him. I said I felt trapped and asked him if I had free will. Of course he said yes.
"So I'm free to come and go?" I said.
"Yes," he said having no idea what I was on about.
So after the treatment (which was a super long one because he spent an hour talking to me and taking a sudden interest in what I had been telling him about energy healing) I told him I was going to exercise my free will and not come in the next day but would come in Monday. And he didn't have the grace to let me go. He tried to persuade me that I would so benefit by coming back the next day after our break through session. I said no I wanted a break. He told me he had a 48 hr cancelation fee.
"Ok I'll buy my freedom," I said and pulled out my money.
"I don't want to take your money," he said.
"I'm still not coming in", I said.
"Ok I'll take your money," he said. I gave it to him and walked out. Took a reading in the car and it was 155—as seen here. Clearly I would be in mortal danger if I saw him again. I had proof. So handy these tools we now have.
I went home and he had left me a telephone message offering to see me on Saturday since I was "busy" Friday and would I call to confirm. When he didn't hear from me he texted me to say the barometer was dropping which would affect my energy levels so I should come in before the storm if at all possible.
I wrote to a trusted spiritual advisor the whole story of what had just happened to me. And how his energy was probably all enmeshed in my aura since he had been my ad hoc therapist for some time now using the diagnostic tools of Chinese medicine to assess my psychological status and commenting on every relationship and discussion I was involved in. This had been very insightful at the time and so were his insights though I took his advice with a grain of salt since I could see he didn't get out much.
At the end of writing my story to my friend I took a reading and it was down to 106. I had reclaimed myself.
"OMG how freakish... I think that man was killing you," she wrote back all concerned. This assured me it was obvious and I set to writing him my Dear John letter making sure it was bullet proof that I was not coming in Saturday or next week or at all and he was not to persuade me otherwise. I meant it about exercising my free will. I said I wasn't doubting that his treatments would be of benefit but now I had issues with him and any treatments would be wasted on me but thank-you for everything. I told him I had booked an appointment with another acupuncturist for that second opinion I told him I was going to get. He wrote me back a dry apology enough to assure me he wasn't going to stalk me, but not enough to mend any bridges.
Ironically it was because of all the attention he brought to how my energy was affected by my emotions and interactions with people that I was open to learning about how energy works and was now going to move on to study this. Specialists are prone to thinking their methods are a cure all for everything. He was trying to prove to me in our last session that his treatments were going to support my new studies, but he totally didn't get it about free will. It may have been the one lesson I came to give him.
I love your lips when they’re wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses against my face.
Not for me the cold, calm kiss
Of a virgin’s bloodless love;
Not for me the saint’s bliss,
Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives
And laughs at the whole world’s blame,
With your body so young and warm in my arms,
It sets my poor heart aflame.
So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,
Still fragrant with ruby wine,
And say with a fervor born of the North
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm arms,
While the pale stars shine above,
And we’ll live our whole lives away
In the joys of a living love.
I Love You
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Kiss
By Auguste Rodin
No I dont have a siamese twin...this is just a test shot for a series I have in mind...obviously its a rough one, but you get the idea ;-)
Quatrain 57 (Translation 1)
Oh, Thou, who didst with Pitfall and with Gin
Beset the Road I was to wander in,
Thou wilt not with Predestination round
Enmesh me, and impute my Fall to Sin?
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From Ads of the World, a reminder of Marshall McLuhan's assertion that "The television war has meant the end of the dichotomy between civilian and military. The public is now participant in every phase of the war, and the main actions of the war are now being fought in the American home itself." (War and Peace in the Global Village, 134)
By enmeshing us into the global web, is television itself a social enterprise?
Bronze handle of a hydria (water jar)
Period: Classical
Date: ca. 460–450 B.C.
Culture: Greek
The attachment at the bottom of the vertical handle is in the form of a siren. Part woman, part bird of prey, sirens were not only guardians of tombs but also creatures notorious for their seductive songs. The figure here is executed with the utmost refinement and appears delicately enmeshed in the surrounding spiral ornaments.
Haffendi Anuar
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
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Artist: Nicole Hanna
Poetography
Explanation of visual haiku: this is poetography. the title of each picture is one line of a haiku poem.
I feel my life is journey in a few different spectrums"¦all beautiful and lonely"¦ wholly connected"¦ totally isolated and enmeshed at same time.. intense"¦always in motion"¦ sometimes the journey is turbulent"¦. jerking"¦ jarring "¦violently twisting"¦ like a boat lost in the most dangerous of storms"¦. crashing waves"¦pounding walls of water . alone at the mercy of the vengeful sea"¦ .. the undertow of despair"¦ hopelessly taunting"¦.
sometimes journey is blissfully floating, rising and soaring"¦.soaking in the warm sun"¦gliding on the peaceful thermals of endless dreams "¦ endless possibility fueling the ascent to dangerous heights"¦ and it's difficult to find my way"¦but"¦
sky and stars are always there"¦. sometimes hiding from me.. beyond the clouds"¦"¦sometimes simply cannot see beyond the blinding sun ..but they are there"¦.always reappearing when all seems lost.. when i am lost constant beacons of hope and direction"¦. helping me navigate unfamiliar places"¦helping me find my way home.. helping me find my new home.. is stillness in realm of unrest"¦is comfort in the seemingly unchanging cosmos"¦.
photography is the stars by which i find my way"¦ the stars by which i orient my senses when I am lost when i don't know how i feel"¦ where I am at"¦where I am going"¦where I have been "¦ find some solace in taking photographs.. photos are like slowing down light and time"¦ time and light in constant motion.. slow it down "¦. find the stillness"¦hold onto it"¦ helps me find my way through memories"¦..find my way to new ones"¦.
and though words can be so tenuous"¦. sound is soothing.. the rhythm of the fixed, syllables.. ..gentle flow of sound and symmetry"¦..implying motion"¦.contradicting the stillness of the image"¦. .it's poetography.
the places in these picture are not there any longer"¦.they now just memories.. but there was a story .. sad stories, colourful stories"¦ left there to settle with dust"¦. grow tired.. forgotten and now gone"¦ like broken places within me"¦"¦hollow "¦sad "¦beautiful"¦ "¦haunting memories "¦"¦ missing memories"¦ some left along the way"¦"¦some just forgot to remember"¦"¦. some taken from me"¦"¦ some tried to erase"¦..destroy"¦"¦..some altered forever"¦"¦.some beggin to be brought down. guess I was grieving the loss of parts of me that are gone"¦and looking to let go of parts that prevent change.
Madison Bycroft
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
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Yola Yulfianti (foreground)
Madison Bycroft (background)
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
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Rina Banerjee ‘Viola, from New Orleans-ah, an African Woman, was the 19th century’s rescue worker, a global business goods raker, combed, tilled the land of Commerce, giving America a certain extra extra excess culture, to cultivate it, making home for aliens not registered, made business of the finer, finer, had occupations, darning thread not leisure with reason and with luster, in ‘peek a book’ racial disguises preoccupied in circulating commerce, entertaining white folks, pulling and punching holes in barriers, place that where was once barren, without them, white banks made of mustard and made friendly folks feel home, welcomed and married immigrants from far noted how they been also starved, fled from servitude and colonial dangers, ships like dungeons, pushing coal in termite wholes, churning fire, but always learning, folding, washing, welcomed as aliens. She wandering, hosting, raising children connected to new mobilities and most unusual these movements in Treme’, New Orleans was a incubating, enmeshed embedded in this silken cocoon when she land, she’s came to be parachute mender, landed those blank immigrant peddlers from Hoogali network of newcomers’, exhibition ‘Make Me a Summary of the World’, San Jose Museum of Art, 2019, San Jose, California
Rahul RAM
Bass Guitar, Vocals
Rahul’s bass playing moves smoothly – from melodic enmeshing with vocal and guitar lines to the more standard laying of foundations over which the band soars. His riveting stage presence is an essential part of Indian Ocean’s electrifying live concerts. His vocals have a raw power, an uncompromising edge that emphasizes the folk roots of the band. Rahul also ends up doing most of the talking at live shows. His experiences as an activist/supporter with the Narmada Bachao Andolan and during his four years studying in the US have exposed him to a variety of musical styles from all over India and the world, and have strongly influenced his musical expression.
Unlike Asheem, Rahul is the total non-romantic. He is Logic Baba, the guru of rationality, and doesn't suffer fools gladly - this despite his head-banging extrovert party-animal attitude to life and hair-styles. He has the shortest temper in the band, and is also called gyandev (lord of knowledge) based purely on his own feeling that he knows a lot (Yeah, right!). By far the sloppiest dresser in the band, he wastes inordinate amounts of time reading bad literature and doing sudokus. By training an environmentalist, he’s also into ornithology. He's an irreverent atheist and a stand-up comic whose addiction to puns has driven others to untimely suicide. Rahul is into jazz, rock and reggae - and sometimes Hindustani classical music, if the melody takes him, as it does… frequently.
Haffendi Anuar
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
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Amanda Heidel, balm making performance (reishi mushroom foot balm), 2019, dimensions and time variable, participation optional
I feel a sense of urgency to prepare for a future of uncertainty. I am worried about the environmental obstacles we are facing, emanating from a culture that has become reliant on convenience and immediacy. This cultural paradigm has become enmeshed with the natural world and as a result we are harming the planet and have become disconnected from everything around us. I have developed a relationship with the mushroom which has been leading me deep down into the Earth in preparation for enacting an intertwined paradigm shift that must take place in order for life to survive. My fungal entangled preparations are to enable myself to live in this shift while attempting to find footing in the present.
SMEYERS, Maurits; CARDON, Bert; VERTONGEN, Susie; SMEYERS, Katrien & DOOREN, van, Rita (1993). Naer natueren ghelike. Vlaamse miniaturen voor Van Eyck (ca. 1350 - ca. 1420). Davids-fonds, Leuven. ISBN 90-6152-820-8
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Murbach Abbey (French: Abbaye de Murbach) was a famous Benedictine monastery in Murbach, southern Alsace, in a valley at the foot of the Grand Ballon in the Vosges.
The monastery was founded in 727 by Eberhard, Count of Alsace, and established as a Benedictine house by Saint Pirmin. Its territory once comprised three towns and thirty villages. The buildings, including the abbey church, one of the earliest vaulted Romanesque structures, were laid waste in 1789 during the Revolution by the peasantry and the abbey was dissolved shortly afterwards.
Of the Romanesque abbey church, dedicated to Saint Leger, only the transept remains with its two towers, and the east end with the quire. The site of the nave now serves as a burial ground. The building is located on the Route Romane d'Alsace.
The founder of the abbey, Count Eberhard, brother of Luitfrid of the Etichonids, brought Bishop Pirmin from Reichenau Abbey on Lake Constance to build up the religious community, which had previously used the Rule of St. Columbanus and become ill-disciplined. Pirmin solved the difficulty by introducing the Rule of St. Benedict.
Count Eberhard gave the abbey a rich endowment and extensive privileges, including the right of free election of the abbot. The monastery was obliged to have its privileges regularly confirmed and was thus closely dependent on the Pope and the Emperor (after 1680 the King of France). Murbach was placed under the patronage of Saint Leger, who had introduced the Benedictine Rule into Burgundy in the 7th century.
The abbey was important politically, and Charlemagne himself took the title "Abbot of Murbach" (Latin: Pastor Murbacencis; in a secular sense) in 792–93.
By about 850 Murbach had become one of the intellectual centres of the Upper Rhine; the library contained about 340 works of theology, grammar and history. In its decline, the library at Murbach still provided a possible source (aside from Fulda Abbey) for Poggio Bracciolini's recovery in 1417 of Lucretius' lost didactic poem 'De rerum natura'. At the same time the worldly possessions of the abbey were increasing, thanks to large numbers of gifts. Murbach owned properties and rights in about 350 localities. Most of them were in Alsace, in the Bishoprics of Basle and Strasbourg. In addition there were properties on the right bank of the Rhine and even in the Black Forest. For example, in 805 the Alemannic nobles Egilmar, Focholt, Wanbrecht and Nothicho gave to the abbey their land and a church in the present Grissheim (Latin: villa Cressheim in pago Brisachgaginse). Further, the abbey acquired the territory of Lucerne in Switzerland and owned besides a whole series of estates in the Palatinate, near Worms and Mainz.
This first period of prosperity ended in 936 with the invasion of Alsace by Hungarians. By the 13th century the abbey had recovered and was able once again to play an important role in Alsace and the region of the Rhine.
Murbach Abbey played an important role in the creation of Switzerland. On April 16, 1291 Rudolf I bought all the rights over the town of Lucerne and the abbey estates in Unterwalden from Murbach Abbey. The Waldstätte or Forest Communities (Uri, Schwyz and Unterwalden) saw their trade route over Lake Lucerne cut off and feared losing their independence. When Rudolph died on July 15, 1291 the Communities prepared to defend themselves. On August 1, 1291 an Everlasting League was made between the Forest Communities for mutual defense against a common enemy. This league formed the nucleus around which the modern country of Switzerland grew.
From the 14th century the abbey began gradually to decline in influence. In the 15th and 16th centuries Murbach was a principality, and between 1680 and 1789 was enmeshed in the tensions between the King of France and the Empire. In 1764 the monks gave up the Benedictine Rule, and the monastery became a collegiate foundation for members of the nobility (French: insigne chapitre collégial-équestral de Murbach, German: Adeliges Ritterstift Murbach). In 1789 the French Revolution and the rioting peasants gave the abbey its death blow (Wikipedia).
Integrated. Intertwined. Enmeshed. So at one, this thing snaking through me. Are we one? Should we be? Or should I make every effort to rid it from my life?
Lawrence Lek
Photo: Weizhong Deng
Curated by Caterina Riva
'head heap heat' presented the work of four artists born in the 1980s: Madison Bycroft, Haffendi Anuar, Lawrence Lek and Yola Yulfianti.
Haffendi's colourful paintings and sculptures suggest movement and material play; the spiky sculptures placed on the floor of the gallery act, like good pets, as both guard and host to viewers. Yola’s video installation teleports us to the streets of Jakarta, her home town, where the moving images and sounds of Pasar Senen – Kampung Melayu PP (2017) have been recorded. Lawrence Lek’s CGI (computer-animated imagery) film 'Geomancer' (2017) explores the aspiration of an environmental satellite to become an artist in Singapore in the year 2065 at a time when an anti-AI (artificial intelligence) law has been introduced. Madison Bycroft’s videos employ animation, drag and text to deconstruct aspects of reality and the feelings enmeshed in it, all containing some reference to swimming.
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Rahul RAM
Bass Guitar, Vocals
Rahul’s bass playing moves smoothly – from melodic enmeshing with vocal and guitar lines to the more standard laying of foundations over which the band soars. His riveting stage presence is an essential part of Indian Ocean’s electrifying live concerts. His vocals have a raw power, an uncompromising edge that emphasizes the folk roots of the band. Rahul also ends up doing most of the talking at live shows. His experiences as an activist/supporter with the Narmada Bachao Andolan and during his four years studying in the US have exposed him to a variety of musical styles from all over India and the world, and have strongly influenced his musical expression.
Unlike Asheem, Rahul is the total non-romantic. He is Logic Baba, the guru of rationality, and doesn't suffer fools gladly - this despite his head-banging extrovert party-animal attitude to life and hair-styles. He has the shortest temper in the band, and is also called gyandev (lord of knowledge) based purely on his own feeling that he knows a lot (Yeah, right!). By far the sloppiest dresser in the band, he wastes inordinate amounts of time reading bad literature and doing sudokus. By training an environmentalist, he’s also into ornithology. He's an irreverent atheist and a stand-up comic whose addiction to puns has driven others to untimely suicide. Rahul is into jazz, rock and reggae - and sometimes Hindustani classical music, if the melody takes him, as it does… frequently.