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5.30.2008
Frustrated with the creative process? Feel like your ideas are going nowhere? Let Ira Glass tell you how it might get worse before it gets better. All true... but maybe, too true.
This must have taken an insane amount of time, dedication, and imagination. I would recommend watching this video in it's entirety, if you skip around you're bound to miss something incredibly crazy. For more info on the artist visit http://blublu.org.
It was actually Billy Kluver, who said that to Sarah Rushford when she was awarded a residency at his studio. He was an engineer and a big supporter of early video art. In 1966 he and Rauschenberg produced Nine Evenings: Theater and Engineering at the Armory in NYC.
It was Billy Kluver, thanks Michele. When I finished undergrad I entered everything I could find on the artdeadlines list.In a few weeks, Billy Kluver left a cryptic, scratchy message on our answering machine saying "Sarah Rushford, you have access." and then mumbled a telephone number. Later when I called them I realized what I had won. I was pretty clueless as to who I even sent the work to. But I soon learned what important forces he and Julie Martin were in the forming of multimedia art.They were so cool to choose my student work.They continued to support me when I was in NYC, I've lost touch now though.Billy died a few years ago. Moral of the story. Get in touch with Experiments in Art and Technology if possible, and, comb through artdeadlines, enter everything possible, and something is bound to happen. Also, Join Rise industries.
Beat Plowshares into Plowshares
Found this here Guerrilla Gardening site linked over at TMN today.. great guerrilla style public beautifications. Reminds me of Parking Day, only longer term.
A newly discovered letter from Einstein has been uncovered that pretty much ends the argument of whether or not he believed in god (both atheists and theists have long been claiming him to agree with their own side).
"The word god is for me nothing more than the expression and product of human weaknesses, the Bible a collection of honourable, but still primitive legends which are nevertheless pretty childish. No interpretation no matter how subtle can (for me) change this."
Pretty straightforward. Dawkins will be quite pleased, as he devotes some ink to explaining Einstein's use of the concepts of god and religion.
You know those sentences that they use to show you fonts, the ones that have all the letters of the alphabet in them so you can preview your letter forms all at once? Well, I got a freebie font from Adobe for registering some software, so I made up a pangram to test it out. Works great! Feel free to use it yourself.
A big, fat, xenophobic, quick-drying dog ate my zitty kid’s camera and took a crap in my little 1973 Jetta VW, dammit!
Today while driving home from work, I thought I had missed the march, that the heavy traffic through downtown was just the tail end. I came home and went about my business, but later when I turned on the TV, I learned that the American Apparel marchers were heading down Alameda. The news reporter called them "a splinter group" that had illegally marched without a permit off the planned route. I guess she didn't recognize their Legalize LA t-shirts and it didn't occur to her that they were probably just heading back to work at the factory. I had the sudden urge to join them. They were at Alameda and 1st. I looked for my sign from the march in 2006, grabbed my phone, my ID, debit card and keys, (what else could I need?) and ran out the door. I got to the corner of Alameda and third just as the group was passing through the intersection. I stood at the corner short of breath, holding my sign as high as I could. I got some stares, a few honks and some glares from the numerous cops. Once they passed through the intersection, I ran across the street to join them. I asked one woman holding her child, "Vamos a American Apparel?" after she looked confused when I asked in English. She smiled and said "yes" and I kept walking. Soon a young guy ran up to me and asked if could talk to me. He said he is writing for the American Apparel blog. He was shocked and thrilled to see a white person amongst them. I told him my story and reasons for being there, that I was told that my great-grandmother came here on a fake passport. Who knows if it is completely accurate, but regardless she left Eastern Europe in search of a better life - how is that any different? We agreed this is not a Latino issue, it is an American issue and that South and Central America are still America. Wilmer gave me a bottle of water and recorded a sound bite for his blog. He took my number and we talked the whole rest of the way to the factory. At the gate I shook his hand, although he invited me in for tacos, I had to get back to work. Thanks Wilmer!
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