Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Grrrrr....

Internet and email down most of the day, moved camp out of the technically inferior dorm to a computer lab. Since I can't email documents, here is my description of my video work for the class pamphlet - you should all come to our opening - the Monday after this one.

This class is my first experience making anything, in the artistic sense, at Middlebury College. The overwhelming conclusion that I have come to is that in this day and age, media culture enhances visual literacy; advertising, graphics, and movies give us the ability to receive and process images instantly. However, being visually articulate is another thing entirely. To effectively communicate visually, without the crutches of audible or written language, is a challenge. This installation is a continuous experience, eleven separate minds sharing a singular gallery, using separate voices and vision to convey different personal experiences of one geographic landscape, Middlebury in January.

The biggest things on my mind these days are copyright law (especially related to the arts / internet - ala the recent Eldred decision) and illegally seized cultural artifact trafficking ala my most recent **favorite** debate case - consider me reading up about these, contemplating buying these books, reading blogs like these, looking for a job on this UN committee to bide my time until grad school, and doing my laundry because everything I own is dirty and possibly encrusted with beer puke.
posted by lmjasinski at 10:13 PM