My London gig was this morning only, so I'm given a few rounds of the concourse in roof-filtered sun before clattering back to Surrey. I peck idly at what catches my eye, like these fellows. There's hardly anywhere to sit at the station now, so I'm surprised they bother. The third of this group flapped off. Maybe his spirit is taken up by the bum-proof steel bollard/Brancusi thing.
Monday, October 25, 2004
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Autumn walk
A wonderful walk today. Shining light glittered amongst the half-fallen leaves, damp but not soggy underfoot. We collected chestnuts, wondered at the edibility of mushrooms and were friendly to all sorts of animals. Winkworth Arboretum was heaving, but worth the effort. They are re-configuring the lakes there, and one of them will be getting a new job as a wetland -- this seems to be the "in" eco-system. Spectacular leaves/fungi etc filed to Flickr: try my munstead, winkworth and fungi tags.
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Disrupt on of pat e ns
A disruption of a perfect pattern is more beautiful than absolute regularity, so they say.
So when I'm immersed in a work (on the train, I squint at words in my palm, on my Palm), I should be grateful for any intensification of the work. How ironic that the author himself should break the spell of literary virtual reality.
Gahh, he's spoiled it, now I know they're Moscow-bound before too long, probably in search of the mysterious Auteur behind The Footage.
Good book this (*), really fine writing. Somewhat Amis-like (you know I like Amis, like). So many levels of realising that the author has expressed a feeling, a context or a syndrome exactly as you were about to articulate it yourself, only in a more surprising way.
Not as good as the film. Until they make the film, that is, which then won't be as good as the book.
* : Pattern Recogntion, William Gibson.
So when I'm immersed in a work (on the train, I squint at words in my palm, on my Palm), I should be grateful for any intensification of the work. How ironic that the author himself should break the spell of literary virtual reality.
Gahh, he's spoiled it, now I know they're Moscow-bound before too long, probably in search of the mysterious Auteur behind The Footage.
Good book this (*), really fine writing. Somewhat Amis-like (you know I like Amis, like). So many levels of realising that the author has expressed a feeling, a context or a syndrome exactly as you were about to articulate it yourself, only in a more surprising way.
Not as good as the film. Until they make the film, that is, which then won't be as good as the book.
* : Pattern Recogntion, William Gibson.
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Shadowplay
No Photos allowed in the exhibtion. And NO TOUCHING! A bit peeving, especially as some of the exhibits clearly desired to be experimented with.
There were plenty of peepholes and lenses to look through though. Eyes, Lies and Illusions would fascinate anyone on Flickr. Magic lanterns, zoetropes and peep shows were the virtual reality, home theatre and new media of the centuries past. Nothing new at all.
A superb collection and fascinating stuff for any physics gadget art-freak.
There were plenty of peepholes and lenses to look through though. Eyes, Lies and Illusions would fascinate anyone on Flickr. Magic lanterns, zoetropes and peep shows were the virtual reality, home theatre and new media of the centuries past. Nothing new at all.
A superb collection and fascinating stuff for any physics gadget art-freak.
Saturday, October 16, 2004
Eyes, Lie & Illusions
Ann Veronica Janssens, Scrub Colour II, 2002, Light and Colour Projection. Courtesy Schipper & Krome, Berlin (Installation view, 2002) © the artist 2004
... exhibition combines more than a thousand instruments, images and devices drawn from the remarkable collection of the German experimental film-maker Werner Nekes with major works by internationally renowned contemporary artists showing how optical phenomena continue to fascinate ...
This Exhibition, at the Hayward Gallery, looks right up my street.
Actually, it is almost up my street, give or take a train or two! Let's go!
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