New project Sausage Party by Aaron Meyers looks at your upcoming Facebook events and rigorously assesses their respective male attendance ratings on a 0 to 5 sausage scale. In my case “Ready For The House” (LA artist Ben Bigelow’s house warming) rates a whopping five on the Sausage scale (perfect Sausage score)! First I’ve seen since I’ve been on the site! This way you can gauge and plan your nightly social agenda accordingly. Thank you Aaron, for bringing us such an awesome way of connecting with Facebook and the sausage of the world.
Designers Matthew Cooper and Johnny Kelly have started a new project titled I Am Not An Artist: “an animated gif paranoia about nonstop design workers.” I’m sure we’ve all felt like we’re being punched in the face (pixelated, sorry! Check their site for actual size) or being driven to insanity by tunneling computer screens. The layout of the site reminds me a bit of Sweet Gifs. Via Svarta
American artist and architect Paul Laffoley’s work is usually classified as visionary art or outsider art: most of his pieces are painted on large canvases and combine words and imagery to depict a spiritual architecture of explanation, tackling concepts like dimensionality, time travel through hacking relativity, connecting conceptual threads shared by philosophers through the millennia, and theories about the cosmic origins of mankind.
Last but not least is Polish artist Wojciech Kosma who spent took some birthday shots with us last Friday. Wojciech lives between Berlin and London, working between art and composition. His artworks and performances are often spatial, sonic, obliquely interactive and poetic, creating speculative aesthetic interventions and oft times deal with pain and endurance: how long an audience can extend their short attention span to “endure” an image that does not change drastically, how long a female performer could perform the act of oral sex on a microphone, or how to “Count down and come or fail to come on one.” Wojciech’s answers were brief but to the point, you can check a more in-depth interview by Johanna Reed (who performed his piece Friday night).
Thank you so much everyone who came to the show this weekend. Videos and audience did indeed collide with each other. I’d like to congratulate everyone involved in the show and thank you for making it a success!
There’s still 2 more interviews left in the series! Please check out Zeesy Power’s interview after the jump. She’s honestly one of a few people who’s got the most um, balls, that I’ve ever known. Her experience trying out the I Will Tell You Exactly What I Think Of You For $5 series Beverly Hills right after landing in the US: “Few passersby, mostly homeless. No contact. Beverly Hills Coffee – Heavy discouragement from blonde barrista, ‘the boss would be mortified’. Also advised that agents from William Morris would be unimpressed. Suggested I try the parking garage instead.”
There is never a dull moment in Jeremy Bailey’s performances – I’d like go ahead the deliveries of his stand-up/software demos/karaoke sessions as the funnier “artistic” Steve Jobs. In “The Future of Theatre” debuting tonight, he plays “this hopeless and foolish slave trying desperately to conjure his machine to do increasingly absurd tasks of questionable use. Computers are the new chauvinist modernists.”
Los Angeles Ben Bigelow is an extraordinary image-maker and narrator. His newest piece (cowboy and old-western influenced magic) debuts for the first time ever at the Videos Collide in Real 3D Space show tonight! Doors open at 8PM, show starts very promptly at 8:30PM. Bring your loved one, bring your arch-nemesis, your parents, your cyber crush, whoever it is, you’ll all walk out of it excited for the possibility of banishing YouTube and Vimeo and watching time-based art in REAL 3D SPACE.
Featuring live animatronics!
Matt Barton mixes artificial and natural, jest and earnest, high and low technologies in an attempt to blur the borders that separate, promoting a sense of totality and oneness of reality. He instills a bit of wonder in the lightest possible sense; tickling a remote nerve ending in the imagination and stimulating atrophied curiosity. Watch out for wired-up woodland creatures, video games, and the unexpected surprise sense that you are watching yourself as you are performing familiar routines…