Showing posts with label film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label film. Show all posts

CELLO IN THE CHARRED CHAPEL


Sometimes you come across someone doing something that makes you sigh. 

German-Korean musician Isang Enders' rendition of Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1 within the sacred, charred interior of Peter Zumthor’s Bruder Klaus Field Chapel is one of those moments you can't help but wish was quietly, selfishly your own. 

It's been a long time since I list picked up a bow and drew it across the strings of my cello. Re-establishing my love for playing that deep, aching instrument has been on my list for quite a while now. But the things that make cellos so human - their size, weight, and equal parts fragility and strength, also make them cumbersome additions to the life of a 25-year old who rents her home and doesn't know where she may move to next.

So in the cello-less meantime, playing the piano in some of my most revered architectural spaces seems like a bucket list worth pursuing. The trick is just going to be getting myself, and the piano, there. 

After that, those encompassing forever moments will come easy.

LA FABRICA


In Residence: Ricardo Bofill on Nowness.com

It's a strange thing, seeing photographs you have poured over so many times you are certain you understand their deepest intricacies begin to move before you.

Yet, Albert Moya has done a beautiful job of transforming the sequence of images - stills, almost stills, and slow pans - into a sense of the quality and sequencing of the space. This short film outdoes the images in ways I could not even have imagined.

Within the raw shell - those curtains, that lush greenness, the furnishing! Suddenly Bofill's place has a denseness to it - it is full of space and possibility.
Bofill says it best himself:
It’s here where I know how to live, here where I know how to work
Where I start to think and project, my life is always made up of projections,
because the profession of architecture leads you to project the future,
so this influences your own mind
My life is always a project moving forward,
more than a story from the past
The idea of a space which helps you to understand what it means to march through life as yourself - a space which just fits  - that's a fairly wonderful thing to search for.

MORNING RITUAL


Hans Ulrich Obrist: Morning Ritual on Nowness.com

Thinking about the new year, and how you want your life to play out. Obrist's rituals is a beautiful way of reconsidering how your everyday routines, which could become mundane, can be sculpted to provide a meaningful, and highly personal, backdrop to your life.

L'AMANT - THINKING ABOUT DURAS



"Writing comes like the wind. It’s naked, it’s made of ink, it’s the thing written, and it passes like nothing else passes in life, nothing more, except life itself.”
 - Marguerite Duras, Writing, the final line.


A beautiful  review touching on aspects of solitude in the creation of art on TheLitPub here. 

VIOLA



Because you can't not have seen it.

COMPRESSED


Kim Pimmel films the echos of science: floating on the surface of water, ferrous printer toner particles align to the magnetic field around them. Stunning.

DISCOVERING THE WORLD

Breathing House from Tom Foulsham on Vimeo.



A History of the World in 100 Seconds from Gareth Lloyd on Vimeo.

Il GIRASOLE


Marcel Meili and Christoph Schaub tell the story of 'Il Girasole', the rotating modernist house built into the Po Valley hillside in northern Italy, in this award-winning film.  Affectionately termed 'The Sunflower', the house was built in the 1930s by architects Angelo Invernizzi and Ettore Fagiuoli, with the help of their artist, sculptor, designer and architect friends.
Recommended to me by a friend via Yatzer.

PALIMPSEST

Ailbhe Ní Bhriain's solo show at the Butler Gallery, Kilkenny, 
installation view of 'Palimpsest' video series, each continously looped, 2008.

'Once we acknowledge the constitutive gap between reality and its representation in language or image, we must in principle be open to many different possibilities of representing the real and its memories. This is not to say that anything goes. The question of quality remains one to be decided case by case. But the semiotic gap cannot be closed by any orthodoxy of correct representation.'
-
Andreas Huyssen in Present pasts: urban palimpsests and the politics of memory

PATRITA

Glenn Gould playing J.S.Bach's Patrita #2. Extract from "The Art of Piano" documentary.


SEASONS


Ygdrasil, Autumn in Auvergne

Anselm Kiefer, “Ygdrasil, Herbst in Der Auvergne,” 2010, Gouache on Photographic Paper. Courtesy Gagosian Gallery, New York. 

Summer in Barjac - The reknowned Orders of Night
Anselm Kiefer, “Sommer in Barjac — Die berühmten Orden der Nacht” 2010, gouache on 

photographic paper. Courtesy Gagosian Gallery, New York.


"Snow melt in the Odenwald. Goodbye, winter, parting hurts but your departure makes my heart cheer. Gladly I forget thee, may you always be far away. Goodbye, winter, parting hurts."

Anselm Kiefer, “Snow Melt in the Odenwald,” 2010, gouache on photographic paper. Courtesy Gagosian Gallery, New York.

Work on the book has recently had me engaging in discussion of Heidegger, and I have once again been seeing the world with a tint of Anslem Kiefer to it. The relationship between the two men - and their philosophies - is intriguing in many ways. See here, and of course Michael Biro. I've been musing on it a lot lately, and will continue this blog when I've found the right words. In any case, this book is on my must-acquire list. You can see some of the blood-freezingly-beautiful photography here,I couldn't bring myself to re-post. For now, Kiefer has the most interesting thing to say: 

"There is a special border, the border between art and life that
often shifts deceptively. Yet, without this border, there is no art.
In the process of being produced, art borrows material from life,
and the traces of life still shine through the completed work of art.
But, at the same time, the distance from life is the essence, the
substance of art. And, yet, life has still left its traces. The more
scarred the work of art is by the battles waged on the borders
between art and life, the more interesting it becomes."
~ Anselm Kiefer


In looking for all-things-Kiefer, I also stumbled across this amazing resource at the University of Minnesota (why have I not heard of robert Stackhouse before!?) and this film by Sophie Fiennes.

TRAVELS


This article at UrbanTick describes this Parisian time lapse by Luke Shepard, entitled 'Le Flaneur' as Debordian, or Situationist.  However,  Le Flaneur, the original, is of course Baudelairean (I have included the poem, A une passante, in French and English after the page break), and embodies quite a different perspective and way of engaging with the city. There is a very interesting article here about the flaneur as it moves into Benjaminian terms. Also, though I like the xx, I prefer the film without sound, without climax, with the images alone telling the tale of how time passes and shifts and speeds to the eye, rather than the images conforming to the rhythms and climaxes of the external song. 

In other armchair travels, I have discovered the newly released Google Art Project and am, as many others, utterly enamoured. 


Vision, Media and Man

Pertaining to my current project for a School of Music and Film with integrated public facilities, I have been reading Paul Virilio's 'The Vision Machine' and Marshall McLuhan's classic 'Understanding Media: The extensions of man.'
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