17.2.11

where's my purse?



it's time to pay a visit to LATENT CITY. it's the studio blog of the 3rd installment of the su soa's transdisciplinary media studio, a collaborative design studio that encourages the use of new techniques in digital media. this work is the result of the first workshop with mclain clutter, who developed these techniques along with mark linder in a past GIS workshop. what you see above is a TIN or TRIANGULAR INTERPOLATED NETWORK of data collected from census data in syracuse, ny.
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14.2.11


putting the fol[lie] back in the portfolio. this time, i'm playing games. this is an abusurd version of techniques for the new portfolio that will be equal parts work, play, and questions about portfolio-ness. think coloring book, think magazine, think look-book. Continue

one soon feels oneself shut in by impermeable layers of silence


preferable watch with no sound. this was a installation in reaction to reading light in japanese architecture by henry plummer.
i loved this book, here is an excerpt directly related to the work.

'the succession of thresholds, & their rapid arrival
& departure, are given added emotional impact by the alternation colors, the lavish reds echoed by complementary greens, just as the rising up of spring is echoed by the pulsing blood in human beings. each gate is a blood red birth of what is to come and the blood red death of what has been, forming a long chain of sudden initiations and sudden endings, flickering hot & coldso that a walk uphill is a blur of lifetimes....
the whole of life is an endless flow of resurrections, ceaseless yet always changing like a river, its separate moments impermanent & wave like, a series of footsteps along the Way.
whiteness purify & bleaching the retina, cleaning the imagination. This prelude refreshes the eye & heart with a numbingly while extinction of color, yet just at this empty moment reconnects us to the sparkling sea far in the distance. Every pore of space is inhabited with colred mist overflowing like vessells that can hold no more.'
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