Metronome Words, Poetics of Plankness, On the Cliffs

Inaugural meeting – Thursday April 15th 2010

Our very first Tertulia, featuring contributions from UWE phd student Sam Playford-Greenwell, Emma Bennett (who was half way through her residency with Arnolfini’s Live Art and Dance department), and Cardiff-based performance artist Sam Hasler.

SAM PLAYFORD-GREENWELL

Sam Playford-Greenwell: ‘Words open and close mouths/Mouths open and close words’, featuring the first half of the sentence spoken in the left monitor and second half in the right, with the metronome keeping a 60 beats per minute time so that a word is spoken from each monitor every second.

http://samplayfordgreenwell.wordpress.com/

EMMA BENNETT

Stavanger Object (Attempt on a Staircase) (split-screen video, collaboration with Dot Howard, 2009), documents a failed attempt to manoeuvre a large, unidentified object up a staircase, from the point of view of the object itself. The video illustrated/instigated a short talk on ‘Del Boy, Falling and the Poetics of Plankness’.

Del Boy’s infamous fall through the bar is a continuance of movement which should have been interrupted (by the solid support of the counter), as well as a continuance of stillness, of posing. He is still holding his pose, and his wine glass, as he goes over. Rigid, like a plank, falling. And speaking – he is still speaking and still holding his pose. Rigid, like a plank, falling, but speaking.. Speaking despite falling, unlike a plank in this speaking against gravity, against matter, against the mere matter of falling, and gravity pulling over speaking and which is winning? The speaking or the gravity?

www.unwieldyword.blogspot.com

SAM HASLER

The open sky, the exploded dome of space , sun, blue tearing away. Suddenly I’m so small, In a place where I am a stranger. I feel an openness, in the sense that this excursion (exclusion) feels anthropological. I feel like some ephemeral character (ghost) In the midst of a depiction idyllic. I remind myself that the weather is on my side, and (a stroke of luck at hitting a 
cider festival) paints the architecture and landscape (here like two spooning lovers) in some dreamy light of heaven.

From ‘On the cliffs (on the cliffs) at Aberystwyth’.

http://www.notesfromtheteleporter.blogspot.com/

http://www.lentproject09.blogspot.com/

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