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Part 2 of the How we are comic!
Hope you enjoy it! Don’t forget to check the Tumblr of the artist in the description!
| November 2018 |
Signs of Life
It was the afternoon of Sabbath
In a four-cornered room,
Signs of life were singing
So blessings will come soon.
But one flower stood lifeless,
For no music can make it bloom.
Until a dazzling sound of piano
Started playing a tune.
The piano's played by a man
Whose heart is like no other.
And so the rhythm of the instrument
Is as wonderful as its owner.
The musician kept on playing
Until the piano learns to sing
And the man knew the piano well
And the joy that it could bring.
Songs of grace were to be heard
Coming from this instrument
But still the flower remained lifeless,
Almost ready to lose its scent.
The piano kept on playing
For days and months and years,
Quite unsure of what's beyond
That sometimes it sings with tears.
The flower itself knew
That its petals would start to wither,
Like the roots from beneath
Die from the thirst of water
Roots cannot be seen
For in the deeeper ground it is hidden.
But the voice of the piano
Has lessen the flower's burden
The music of the piano
Made the flower wants to live.
It told about the musician
And everything He could give.
But the flower is too afraid
For it is not ready to forgive.
Forgive the other signs of life
For the burden that made her grieve.
Still the instrument kept on singing,
Trusting the musician's plan.
And this time, the flower was willing
To have a little light from the sun.
It knew what it needed:
Some daylight and some water,
And the piano showed the life-giving well
That its Master wants to offer.
The flower is still afraid
But it drank the water with trust,
And the piano patiently waited
Until the day has come at last.
The flower begins to sway
As the piano starts to play.
And as they grow together,
Tears were sent away.
Now the piano sings,
And the flower dance.
Finally, another signs of life
Have given love a chance.
| End |
#Scorpio #emotions #howweare #theangelaaffect
Been a minute since I listened to this one too #howweare #toteachahundredandone
시간이 없어서 띄엄띄엄읽었지만 건너뛰는순간마다 미련 한바가지씩 퍼내느라 없는시간을 더 없앰... 뭔가 이 책의 느낌을 담아내고싶어 필터 선택에 아주 고심을 했으나 실패한듯 #서울가서마저읽어야겠다 #아직다못읽었지만자신있게강추 #시간이많아서 #임소라 #하우위아 #howweare #독립출판물 (at 시흥시 대야동)
Jamaican hidden histories
Whilst walking around I walked past the OXO Gallery which was holding the ‘Jamaica Hidden Histories’ exhibition, I thought it would be interesting to visit and see the work that they have and how it was displayed. I took a video of the video that was playing in the back of the room. The red chairs were left out for people to sit on and be able to pay attention to what is being played on the tv. I thought this was interesting and give it a casual feeling but I thought it would be a bad idea because of people walking around discussing different art work
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Tate Modern
To get some ideas of how I am going to resent my work in a physical space. I went to visit 3 different galleries.
The first one was one I have visited many times because I knew they would have videos and installations similar to that and as I am using sound in my work I wanted to get an idea of how to present it. In the Tate they have a lot of video instillations and my favourite one is ‘Tiny Deaths’ by Bill Viola
Whilst I was in there I tried to get a video of the piece but didn’t managed to get the audio and not any footage.
“ Tiny Deaths was made in 1993. Barely visible figures are perceived in the darkened space until crescendos of light and sound bring moments of drama. The three projections envelop the viewer in the intense experience of the appearance and sudden disappearance of these presences. ‘The struggle we are witnessing today is not between conflicting moral beliefs’, Viola observed in 1992. ‘It is between our inner and our outer lives, and our bodies are the area where this belief is being played out.’ His works of the 1990s consistently show the body as the site for physical transformations – often through immersion in light or water – that embody these profound concerns with transformation and mortality.” (TAKEN FROM http://www.tate.org.uk/whats-on/tate-modern/display/bill-viola)
The reason I like this is because of how mysteries the work is. At first I was not able to go into the small room to watch it because I was too scared, the sounds in this give this piece a creepy/ horror feeling to it which makes it more interesting for me.
My friend Beth, who this project is about filmed herself telling her story. This is going to be presented with the pictures whilst this is playing out loud in the background. I feel like this adds emotions into the project as it makes you realise that it is real and it does happen a lot