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Behold, the mighty but wee Arphid!
Thanks for that neologism, Mr. Doctorow. I have adopted it.
Taking stuff apart to see what is inside was a lot easier when tech was larger.
found on the london underground at Baker Street station, originally followed by extra, less interesting words.
the balka installation at the tate modern. i had the camera on a long timer but someone was about to walk into me and it in the dark so i had to move it but that 'accident' produced something a bit more interesting...
Deerhoof live @ All Tomorrow's Parties festival. Pontins, Camber Sands, E. Sussex. February 25, 2005.
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Yoko Ono live @ All Tomorrow's Parties festival, Pontins, Camber Sands. April 2005.
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The Melvins live at All Tomorrow's Parties festival. Pontins, Camber Sands, E. Sussex. February 25, 2005.
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Understandably it can sometimes seem attractive, especially when life’s not going to plan. No body, no mind, no self, no one to bother us or hurt our feelings - just “the void.” The problem is..well, let me illustrate with a true story. I have a friend who was traveling and checking out meditation retreats. At one, in Australia, after a long session of silence, breath focus, and emptying the mind, he noticed a co-meditator alone in a room, crying. He asked her if everything was ok, and if he could do anything to help. Surprised and embarrassed she quickly began wiping the tears from her eyes. “Oh, I’m sorry, ah..no, I don’t think so” she replied. Hoping to assist a fellow seeker, he gently asked if something disturbing had come up in her meditation. “Well, to be honest,” she said, “I’m really struggling with this idea that I don't exist - I just can’t cope with that. No relationships, no personal experiences, no nothing - just the void!” My friend could empathize.
To be a person in this world is tough, there’s no doubt. In fact, it can get so tough and produce such inner discord that “the void” can appear to be a tangible option. But on closer consideration sooner or later our hearts rebel - “I’m a person! I want to love and be loved!” Yoga wisdom reaffirms our experience - the best happiness exists in loving relationships. And that is what yoga, at its peak, is all about - reconnecting to the ultimate loving relationship, which in turn enables all other relationships to function harmoniously. Missing that connection we may, out of frustration, deny our loving propensity, and inadvertently throw the proverbial baby out with the bathwater. Prime yoga text Bhagavad Gita protects us from this catastrophe by urging us towards the positive spiritual life of Bhakti.
Cockatoo Island, Sydney
Cockatoo Island
Cockatoo Island, a UNESCO World Heritage Site,[4] is an island located at the junction of the Parramatta and Lane Cove rivers, in Sydney Harbour, Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.
At 17.9 hectares (44 acres) it is the largest of several islands that were, in their original state, heavily timbered sandstone knolls. Cockatoo Island rose to 18 metres (59 ft) above sea level and is now cleared of most vegetation. Called Wa-rea-mah by the Indigenous Australians who traditionally inhabited the land prior to European settlement, the island may have been used as a fishing base, although physical evidence of Aboriginal heritage has not been found on the island.[5]
Between 1839 and 1869, Cockatoo Island operated as a convict penal establishment, primarily as a place of secondary punishment for convicts who had re-offended in the colonies.[6][7][8]
It was also the site of one of Australia's biggest shipyards, operating between 1857 and 1991. The first of its two dry docks was built by convicts. Listed on the National Heritage List, the place is significant for its demonstration of the characteristics of a long-running dockyard and shipbuilding complex, including evidence of key functions, structures and operational layout. Cockatoo Island contains the nation's most extensive and varied record of shipbuilding and has the potential to enhance our understanding of maritime and heavy industrial processes in Australia from the mid-19th century.[8]
In July 2010, UNESCO proclaimed Cockatoo Island as a World Heritage Site,[4] and has been managed by the Sydney Harbour Federation Trust since 2001.
nto the Void
Scream Dance Project
Company website
Tombez dans le vide avec Scream Dance Project, les danseurs explorent la mort, la depression et la peur. Ça l’air le fun n’est pas? Chorégraphie par Lynsey Billing (en collaboration avec les danseurs). Le spectacle est un totale de 55 minutes incluant un entracte de 15 minutes.
Avec
Lynsey Billing
Debbie Dawson
Ariane Levasseur
Maude Jacob-Daignault
Sarah Crèvecoeur
Geneviève Létourneau
Maité Fournel
Un spectacle, 10 février à 19h 30
Billets: 514-849-FEST (3378)
Notez qu'il n'y a pas de ventes de billets en ligne la journée du spectacle.
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Fall into the void with Scream Dance Project as they explore death, depression and fears through dance. Sounds like a lighthearted dance show doesn’t it?Choreographed by Lynsey Billing, including collaborations with the dancers. Total run time 55 minutes including a 15 intermission.
With
Lynsey Billing
Debbie Dawson
Ariane Levasseur
Maude Jacob-Daignault
Sarah Crèvecoeur
Geneviève Létourneau
Maité Fournel
One show only, February 10 at 7:30PM
Tickets: 514-849-FEST (3378)
Please note, there are no same day sales online.
All Tomorrow's Parties Festival. Pontins, Camber Sands. April 22, 2005..Watching from the side of the main stage.
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esse bode vai longe!
Franklin Stein e bode Ioiô na revista Void !
制作年:２０１８年
場 所：日本新潟県長岡市
主 催：ヤングアート長岡2017実行委員会
種 別：インスタレーション
素 材：長岡の空きビル
内 容：無機質なビルの空室に、対照的な「有機的象徴」として空の箪笥を群像のように並べました。この箪笥は、記憶のカケラが詰まったまま閉じられ放置され、数十年ぶりに開放され空となったものです。はたしてこの箪笥は、このまま捨てられるのか、誰かに受渡されるのか、はたまた用途を変えてみるのか。・・・ワタシが何かを詰めなおすのか。鑑賞後のワタシが階段を下りて見るまちは、ふたたびリセットを迎えようとしています。
photo by Masako Naito (Sunday Photo Studio)
Production year: 2018
Venue: Nagaoka City, Niigata Prefecture, Japan
Organizer: Young Art Nagaoka 2017 Executive Committee
Type: Installation
Material: Empty building in Nagaoka
Contents: Empty chests are arranged like a group image in a vacant room of an inorganic building as a contrasting “organic symbol”. This chest was closed and left unattended with a remembrance of memory, and was opened and emptied for the first time in several decades. Will this chest be thrown away as it is, will it be delivered to someone, or will it change its use? ... Will I repack something? The town where I enjoy watching the stairs down the stairs is about to be reset again.
photo by Masako Naito (Sunday Photo Studio)