Thursday, December 25, 2008

London

I was in London on 22 Dec and aside from feeling sick, having the play I was going to see cancelled and then skipping the second play, due to the aforementioned sick feeling, I actually went to the Tate Modern, because I wanted to mindlessly stare at their Rothkos. Lucky me, there were having a special exhibit on Rothko and their were a whole bunch more of his "late work" to stare at. That was good.

Rothko reminds me of quantum mechanics, specifically the ability of light to act like a wave AND like a particle. Light can be in two places at once. Stare at one of Rothko's rectangle paintings and think about that.

Kinda blows your mind right?

That is all.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Dans La Nuit, Des Images

A collection of video art ranging from the words of 'le charte des droits fondamentaux de l'Union européenne' (Charter of Fundamental Rights of the European Union) projected across the building to long videos including 'Étude de Danser' housed in Le Grand Palais.

The lights of le Grand Palais were off and the inside was as dark and cold as Les Champs Elysees outside. Except its the end of December. Les Champs Elysees is filled with strings of blue lights dancing in the trees and reflecting on the pavement. Le Grand Palais is similarly filled with the flickering light of more than a hundred projection screens.

The video art of various artists from all over the globe celebrates the end of French Presidency of the European.

But I'm not going to discuss the art- the art ranged from great to puzzling to bad- I wanted to talk about looking at art, how people do it and why, maybe, video art is a viewing experience more like the way art was viewed in the premodern world. Lets face it, visual art is cheap. No that doesn't mean everyone can now afford a Vermeer, nor does every street corner have a Rodin sculpture, but the work available in the world labelled as "original art" is so wildly available- even if it is crap- most people could say they have an original piece of crap. I do. Its a glittery fairy from the Venice Beach board walk and it looks amazing in my bedroom decorated by a 16 year old me.

So what's my point? Video art is different. Nowhere have I ever seen available DVD's of an artist's video installation - and Le Grand Palais is not the first video art installation I've seen.

The only place you can now see a video art installation is at a gallery, a museum or special event. Isn't this the way art used to be view?

Not to be unnecessarily pessimistic, but with the way the economy is going (and energy costs) entrance fees to video art projects are going to be incredibly high and possibly only affordable to the rich. Didn't art used to be only for the rich?

However in a more interesting vein of thought: How people view art.

On my first trip to Paris almost four years ago now I saw La Jaconde (the Mona Lisa). It was August, peak tourist season and the gallery was jam packed with all the languages of the world bouncing off all four walls and the glass box of the painting. And the snapping of pictures. It was almost impossible to actually see the painting through the glare of flashes, my eyes could adjust as the light was constantly changing, and ultimately, I had a panic attack. My own personal problems aside - I was disappointed that viewing art had been reduced to taking photos of it. It doesn't make sense, you're better off buying a gallery print, the quality of better. I suppose though you can't "prove" you've "actually seen it" with a gallery print, anyone could order one online. But that's the point of interrogation; do you "actually see" a piece of art when only looking at it through the lens of a camera?

Maybe the photo lets the person feel that some how they too possess that piece of art. Maybe for them possession is more important than experience- maybe for everyone. Possession is nine tenth of the law. But I don't think art can be a matter of possession, and I find the term "public art" rather oxymoronic. I don't think you can ever possess art. It is the artist's no matter who buys it, or displays it. The artist doesn't "own" it then, but the art is still the artist's. And maybe that's why I like theatre - or performance art - so much, it is impossible to truly possess the complete realization of the art. It is only an experience, and it will only ever be experienced. But then the question of film and cinema arises, but we'll get to that soon.

The debate's been argued before and by better artistic thinkers than myself, and I will leave their thoughts uncommented on, but personally I don't think you can "see" art through a camera lens.

I finally got my time with La Jaconde, less than a year later. And it is possible to see why its amazing, something I never did see when looking at prints and photos. The same went for Michelangelo's David. The beauty of the actual statue is some thing a picture could never rival.

How does this relate to video art? At the exhibition at Le Grand Palais I saw a man taking a photo of one of the video screens. I found this odd. How can you take a photograph of a video? A photograph of video art art represents the entire work of art even less than a photo of La Jaconde. There is absolutely no way to take the art with you. Yes, you can "prove" you "saw it" with a photo, but maybe you only saw that frame - or a blur of frames. The viewer of video art can never possess a piece of the art. They can only experience it. And in only being able to experience it the viewer returns to a time before photography even existed. Funny how technology turns the table on itself with each new invention.

Projected video on buildings gives the artistic experience to the people, whether they want it or not. The viewer can no longer possess the art any more than they have to chooce to go see it. Perhaps the 'le charte des droits fondamentaux de l'Union européenne' is the perfect piece to display in this way.

Scholars use the term 'mediation' to discuss how something is viewed. Before the camera everything was seen 'unmediated'. I find it ironic that with multimedia video art the viewer can once again "see" the art without mediation- that is, of course, when the video is the art: video of art is completely different.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

HOLIDAYS

My holidays started on Sunday, so I'm almost a week into them. And so far, so good!

I'm currently in Paris. On Sunday I depart for a day in London - with tickets to two shows. On Monday I head back to LA for a tan and my parents, girlfriends and a visit with a NYU friend in San Diego, who I'm dying to see. Actually, I'm dying to see everyone. Then on the 30th, I get off to NY to see everyone I left behind, who I'm also dying to see. Then on the 7th I leave back to the cold of Aberdeen to take exams that'll I'm currently "studying" for...

I'm sorry to everyone that I haven't posted in a really long time, I've been super busy and I promise to post lots and lots of pictures when I get to LA and then again when back in Aberdeen.

But to tide you over-- VIDEO!!!
Of me doing Scottish Country Dancing.

This is from the demonstration I did with the Aberdeen University Scottish Country Dance Society. It starts half way through, so my apolegies, but the quality is better than the other options on YouTube. (if you want more search 'ausds suscdf 2008' - there are a total of three videos, or ask and I'll email you the links).


This is from a ceilidh with the band Clachen Yell, who are absolutely amazing!!! The video's only part of the dance, but the band leader stopped playing and taped it himself. All the eight people dancing are in the dance society and are really talented.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

homesickness

Homesickness strikes at the strangest times this lasy weekend I went to a fancy dress scottidsh dance ball. I wore my long red and black dress that I've had for years and I felt the way I always feel in it - beautiful. And I was excited to be performing for my unis dem. I love the excitement of performing. I always forget how much I miss it until I'm performing again. And even though I'd turned my ankle and wasn't actually going to be able to do much dancing. I was thrilled. The evening was going to be lovily.

Then it hit me. All of a sudden in the pit of my stomach. Homesickness. Not for LA but for New York City. I wanted to be back at a ball I'd gone to 4 years ago. I wore the same dress and felt just as lovely.

It was a ball to raise money for a playwrights organziation and they had invited a lot of young playwrights to fill out the crowd. But that wasn't the best part. The dance floor was empty for most of the night. My boyfriend (at the time) and I had just enough to drink that it didn't really matter, but not more than would stop us from keeping our balance. And we danced. It felt like hours. Sweeping and twirling and turning across the empty dance floor. Until my shoe broke. It actually snapped. I got the Coat-Check person to tape it on to my foot with gaffers tape so it would stay on the rest of the night. If it wasn't for that shoe we could have danced even longer, all alone with the band playing just for us.

That's one of my favourite memories of New York. That night I felt like the whole world was right and nothing would ever be hard or go wrong. But life changes quickly. Not that I'm not happy now, I'm very happy. But sometimes you miss beautiful moments like that so much that they ache in the centre of your stomache and heart, which makes it hard to make more moments that are just as special.

Its hard to live in the present when the past pulls so strongly. But that's the fight of a life time.