Thursday, February 18, 2010

March Forth for Hope


March 4th, 2010 was called as a united strike/ day of action across the state of California in response to the devastating budget cuts to the public education system. K-12, community colleges, CSU's and UC's will all be participating in local events and actions to enforce the fact that the people have the power, not just over their education, but their entire lives. When we rise up for what we believe in, and stand in solidarity with other oppressed peoples, the authority of the government reveals its superficiality. We, as people, have power in numbers.

But as for March 4th at San Francisco State University, many different events will be happening. Along with an informational picket in the morning and soft occupations throughout campus, there will be an arts festival in Malcolm X Plaza from noon to 2 PM. I am looking for confident people who are interested in participating in a performance art piece. This will take the form of interpretive and improvisational dance, however no experience is necessary. Rehearsals are in FA 203 in at 3:30 on Sundays. Also, there is a possibility this piece may be performed in a formal theater setting as a component of the annual Student Dance Alliance Showcase at the end of the semester.

The performance will be to the song Serpentine by Ani DiFranco. Here are the lyrics:

Pavlov hits me with more bad news every time I answer the phone
so I play and I sing and I just let it ring,
all day when I'm at home

a defacto choice of
macro-microcosmic melancholy
but baby any way you slice it,
I'm thinkin I could just as soon use the time alone

yeah the goons have gone global
and the CEO's are shredding files
and the democrans and the republicrats
are flashing their toothy smiles

and Uncle Tom is posing for a photo-op with the oval office klan
and Uncle Sam is riggin' cockfights in the promised land
and that knife you stuck in my back is still there
it pinches a little when I sigh and moan
and these days I'm thinkin I could just as soon use the time alone

cause all the wrong people have the power of suggestion
and the freedom of the press is meaningless if nobody asks the question
I mean causation by definition is such a complex compilation of factors
that to even try to say why is to oversimplify
that's a far cry, isn't it dear, from acting like you're the only one there
unrepentantly self-centered and unfair

enter all suckers scrambling for the truth
exit mr. eye-contact who took his flirt and flew the coup
but whatever, no matter, no fishin trips, no fishin
cause momma's officially out of commission

and did I mention in there somewhere
did I mention somewhere in there
that I traded Babe Ruth,
yes I traded the only player
that was bigger than the game
and I can't even tell you why,
cause you'd think I'm insane.
and that's the truth

and the music industry mafia is pimping girl power
sniping off sharp-shooter singles from their styrofoam towers,
and hip-hop is tied up in the back room with a logo stuffed in its mouth
cause the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house

but then, I'm getting away from myself
as I get closer and closer home
and the difference between you and me baby
is I get fucked up when I'm alone

and I must admit today
that my inner pessimist seems to have gotten the best of me
we start out sugared up on kool aid and manifest destiny
and then we memorize all the presidents names like little trained monkeys
and we spit into the world so many spinny-eyed TV junkies

incapable of unraveling the military-industrial mystery
pre-emptively passified with history book history
and I've been around the world now and I can see this about America

the mind control is deep here, man
the myopia is steep here, man

and behold those who try to expose the reality
really try to realize democracy
are shot with rubber bullets and gassed off the streets
while the global power brokers are kept clean and discreet
behind a wall
behind a moat
and that is all
that's all
that's all she wrote

and my heart beats an s-s-s o-o-o s-s-s
cause folks just really couldn't care-care-care less-less-less
as long as every day is superbowl sunday
and larger than life women in lingerie are pouting at us from every bus stop
she loves me, she loves me not
she loves me, she loves me not
she loves me, she loves me not

and "big government should not stand between a man and his money"
i mean, "what's good for business is good for the country"
our children still take that lie like communion,
the same old line the Confederacy used on the Union

conjugate liberty into libertarian
and medicated associated with deregulation privitization
we won't even know we're slaves on a corporate plantation

somebody say hallelujah,
somebody say damnation,
cause the profit system follows the path of least resistance
and the path of least resistance is what makes the river crooked
makes it serpentine
capitalism is the devil's wet dream

so just give me my Judy garland drugs and let me get back to work
cause the empire state building is the tallest building in New York
and I have always got the feeling
you just like to hear it fall off your tongue

but I remember my name in your mouth
and I don't think I was done hearing it close to my ear
on a whisper's way to a moan

Pavlov hits me with more bad news every time I answer the phone
so I play and I sing and just let it ring,
all day when I'm at home

a defacto choice of
macro-microcosmic melancholy
but baby any way you slice it,
I'm thinkin I could just as soon use the time alone

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Geo-graphing Project

For this week's project with Google Earth, I propose to fly to each eventful location involved with the War on Terror in a time-line fashion. I have a lot of research to do... So wish me luck!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Google Earth Art & Mapping
This artist browsed Google Earth to find colorful images of natural landscapes. He then cropped them and tweaked the saturation to create stunning abstract images.

The following link is similar work.

Here is a short video of Google Earth at work in Switzerland.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Candice Breitz

I was at the deYoung a few months ago with my sister and we stumbled into a room upon hearing John Lennon lyrics. The piece is titled Working Class Hero: A Portrait of John Lennon. There were about twenty different television screens, each with a extreme close-up of a person's face. The twenty people were of mixed ethnicities and ages. While definitely not in harmony or syncopation, the people sang John Lennon's first solo album a cappella in its entirety. It was a beautiful piece and moved me to tears during the song Working Class Hero. She selected each person singing in the piece based on how John Lennon has impacted their lives. After viewing more of her work online, I have come to greatly admire Breitz as a conceptual artist.

In Response to Paragraphs on Conceptual Art by Sol Lewitt

As a person interested in art (for I refrain from calling myself an artist), Sol Lewitt's Paragraphs on Conceptual Art struck a chord in my heart. Prior to this semester, I have had limited classroom instruction with a few mediums including film, dance, drawing, and ceramics. I have always been asking myself the question, what does it mean? Either to the viewer or artist? I have always felt confused on the point of "art" when friends, colleagues and instructors create beautiful works that are devoid of any purpose or meaning. "No matter what form it may finally have it must begin with an idea. It is the process of conception and realization with which the artist is concerned. Once given physical reality by the artist the work is open to the perception of all, including the artist." Here, Lewitt stated that the idea behind the work of art is the most important aspect of the work. This is a democratization of art in the sense that all every-person's opinion, point of view and input in regards to the material piece is valid and correct, while value is based on the underlying idea.

"In fact, it is best that the basic unit be deliberately uninteresting so that it may more easily become an intrinsic part of the entire work. Using complex basic forms only disrupts the unity of the whole. Using a simple form repeatedly narrows the field of the work and concentrates the intensity to the arrangement of the form. This arrangement becomes the end while the form becomes the means." I visualized myself walking down a dirt path in the middle of the woods. The path had many different twists and turns, as well as other intersecting paths. As I kept walking, the importance my destination faded away, for an end to the journey was inevitable. The journey itself is what is where the most can learned, discovered, appreciated, seen and experienced.

As for now, I am not interested in my terminus; I just want to enjoy the ride.