I never understood spacetime or the theory of relativity, and I still don’t, but “Einstein’s Dreams” provides entertaining hypotheticals for time that question our experience of reality. Continue reading “Einstein’s Dreams”
This man is looking at nothing.
In order to speak to my subconscious, I looked to virtual reality. I thought that looking at the real world through a headset, while messing with the image in between, could provide an experience that began to separate the head from the body.
This week, we started test three concepts. Continue reading “Midterm Progress”
It’s strange how statistics can represent something like a relationship. I analyzed text messages with my girlfriend and saw stories in the data.
Continue reading “Seeing / Listening to Metadata”
I began the week by collecting a bunch of different data sets about myself: my Apple Health data, my Google Export, and my iMessage history.
Continue reading “Collecting My Digital Footprint”
I resumed work recording my stomach by trying to create a better connector for my microphone to my stethoscope. I bought some kind of brass pipe coupler and taped it to the mic. On the other end, I retrofitted my old connector to fit into the brass pipe, allowing the stethoscope tube to be threaded through while blocking out some of the outside noise. This seemed a little better but not good enough.
Continue reading “Listening – Week 2”
Robert Irwin is a master in illusion. For him, “aesthetic perception itself [is] the pure subject of art. Art exist[s] not in objects but in a way of seeing.” It requires an active viewer to take it in and, hopefully, become altered, even if only for a second. Irwin induces a change in perception through his work, making the viewer reexamine their environment – which includes themselves. He believes the role of artists is to prod the relationship between the mind and the body, as two parts that are “equally dependent and mutually exclusive”[source]. This to me is the real magic of art; it can force an awakening of the mind and the body as separate things. When you become aware of the whole of you, in the environment, it produces a jolt of exaltation. It’s the most spiritual act I’ve experienced.
Continue reading “Seeing is Forgetting The Name of The Thing One Sees”