A videopoem. I experiment with my own reflection (if I can see myself then I am a Descartian subject, though interspliced with a Deleusian thought-cast).
In the poem I reflect on our reflections of ourselves and how we can't see ourselves except in our art, which reflects us.
The words of the poem:
In the field of an'other,' reflecting on self-reflection. Who are we in our mirror-image? In a gallery of sculpture, do we become still? Stilled, turned-to-stone, despite time, age, change. Like those fizzures, splits, gaps, places of disintegration in the plaster, stone, metal carved and cast about me that occur in smooth moments of presence. Where our lives buckle, crumble, turn backwards to plunge on.
We are subjects who cannot behold ourselves.
We gaze upon ourselves
only
in our art.
Video: Brenda Clews (person/voice in clip, editor of video, poet, ya know the etc.): http://brendaclews.com
Sculpture: Theo Willemse's show, 'The Art of Form' at SPAZ I O dell'arte in September in Toronto: http://theowillemse.com
Stills from the video, showing a little of the process of making it:
The video is displayed in two screens. Both screens show exactly the same video clip. This is the screen on the right. The Final Cut Express filters are: Swing, Color Offset and RGB Balance.
This is the screen on the right, without any filters. This is what I started with.
This is the screen on the left. The Final Cut Express filters are: Noise Dissolve, Indent, Posterize, Vectorize Color, Band Slide, Swing, and Band Slide - 2. It is cropped tighter than the screen on the right.
This is the screen on the left, without any filters. This is what I started with. It is cropped tighter than the screen on the right.
Click on images for larger sizes - you can also go to Picasa to see them together.