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Magic Door to Infinity

http://www.alansondheim.org/magicdoor.mp4
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Magic Door to Infinity
Magic Door to Infinite Reality
Magic Door to the Magic Kingdom
Magic Door to Another World
Magic Door to Another Time
Magic Door to an Alternative Universe
Magic Door to Mixed Realities
Magic Door to the Self
Magic Door to Magic Doors

Alan Sondheim, Foofwa d'Imobilite
Fourth day at Eyebeam

 

Wonderful video segments from day3, Eyebeam performance

http://www.alansondheim.org/day3.mp4
Foofwa d'Imobilite, performance/choreography
Azure Carter, performance
Alan Sondheim, oud, sound, video

language, shattered by your langue, a bris? par ta
read, whether or not absorbed or comprehended. The hysteria of langue
the subject, much as Lacan's langue permits the insertion of the I as
closest one can com/e to langue, to tongue, a movement always in escape
Cinema is not a universal or primitive language system ('langue') nor
tue of the sememe, the domain of langue. The latter as domain or place is
proach; reading me, no longer language, langue, parole, word, speech,

 

 
People: Alan Sondheim (with Foofwa d'Imobilite)
Tags: dance, performance, sound


last of the great landscapes


http://www.alansondheim.org/platelets.mp4

 

 

I realize I'm writing to myself, why not? We saw Lady Gaga on TV, wonderful! We're starting working with Foofwa in the Project Space tomorrow. The horrors of the past year are broken down by the artificial barrier of the new! 

Seeing Lady Gaga, I thought, this is not only the real art and technology / new media, but it's also inside the computer - the glow-works of Times Square were unbelievable, indescribable. I could theorize this material to death, but I was really in awe for once.

Now we have to do the same starting tomorrow, welcome Foofwa, along with Mark Skwarek, Azure of course, Chris Diasparra, later Slava, we'll see what we can do!

 

for Carol Novack

http://www.alansondheim.org/blanking.mp4

I was working on this, shot with Foofwa d'Imobilite at Eyebeam,
when I heard the news that Carol Novack had died. for many of us,
this was unexpected and awful, as if the year couldn't end
without just one more tragedy. Foofwa and I had talked about our
work together, earlier, about issues of pain, wounding, death;
I think this piece, made at the time, is all I could do, I speak
through image and sound, these words already lost, resting in
peace

thank you Foofwa and Jamie and Jackson at Eyebeam

 
People: Alan Sondheim
Tags: death

my writing of infinite depth
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my writing is my most important medium. it lacks the seduction of image
and sound, of performance and the smell of bodies; it lacks the arousal
accompanying the dreams or deliriums of the residue of flesh. instead,
there is always a substitution: that of the body flailing behind the
horse-drawn cart, bouncing from field to field, until not even the bones
are left, just the broken skein of tissues that once harbored thought.
it's here in this delirium that thought is born, out of exigency, out of
urgency, before its disappearance into the lost furniture of the world.
but it's where depth occurs in my work; nowhere else are wonder and beauty

 
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