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Don’t Play Games with Me TripSpace, London Music: “...og lengra” by Ólafur Arnalds
This week I made a game for myself. I randomized combinations of descriptors and movements. This is what came out.
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Don’t Play Games with Me TripSpace, London Music: “...og lengra” by Ólafur Arnalds
This week I made a game for myself. I randomized combinations of descriptors and movements. This is what came out.
instagram.com/hella_gela
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It’s always someone else’s fault.
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TripSpace, London, UK
002 -- fear /'fir/ noun an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat. -- The use of the word "fear" was on a steady decline from 1820 to 1983. It has been going up ever since with a sharp incline since 2001.
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“The ceramics teacher announced on opening day that he was dividing the class into two groups. All those on the left side of the studio, he said, would be graded solely on the quantity of work they produced, all those on the right solely on its quality. His procedure was simple: on the final day of class he would bring in his bathroom scales and weigh the work of the “quantity” group: fifty pounds of pots rated an “A”, forty pounds a “B”, and so on. Those being graded on “quality”, however, needed to produce only one pot -- albeit a perfect one -- to get an “A”. Well, came grading time and a curious fact emerged: the works of highest quality were all produced by the group being graded for quantity. It seems that while the “quantity” group was busily churning out piles of work -- and learning from their mistakes -- the “quality” group had sat theorizing about perfection, and in the end had little more to show for their efforts than grandiose theories and a pile of dead clay.” -Art and Fear, David Bayles & Ted Orland