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On our Cafe Morte page, someone shared this piece of art. I believe it is by French & Mottershead, and it is titled Afterlife. Currently it is a work in progress, so i have only been able to listen to a clip of the work, but i really want to experience the whole thing. The piece consists of four separate pieces of audio. In a somewhat graphic yet poetic manner, you are told how your body decomposes. The four separate pieces are due to them focusing on four different environments to decompose in: "a woodland visitor rots in the elements, eventually turning to stone; a museum viewer dries out and becomes a preserved sculpture; a body in water transported by currents and tides is transformed to sand, and a person at home remains undiscovered." The subject has been deeply looked into in order to fully make sense of the whole dying process, and to give a true representation. The way they are being put into these four different settings gives an understanding that everyone doesn't follow the same path when they die, that this is open to the place and situation that they die in. Even though this is just a listening piece, it really requires a sense of willingness from the audience and imagination. That they flow with the piece, and encourage it on.
I came into the art practice looking upon sound art as not something to be a contender, i don't really think i believed that it has a place in the art world. However, now two of my favourite pieces are both sound works, pieces that i can't break away from my mind. The work itself talks about grotesque things like how a fly enters your dry yet warm mouth and lays its eggs in the rotting flesh, but then she goes on to say that it flies off into the cooling woodland breeze as the night begins to darken. I feel like this piece is of poetic genius. The soft woman's voice is as though she is speaking to a child, holding your hand and taking you through this process. I don't know if i felt paralyzed with fear over what was happening or because i was consumed with what was being said and that i wanted to hear and know more. I would like to do some speech work like this in my practice. I will need to find a voice like this to do the work, and as of yet i am unsure what i want to tell.
On our Cafe Morte page, someone shared this piece of art. I believe it is by French & Mottershead, and it is titled Afterlife. Currently it is a work in progress, so i have only been able to listen to a clip of the work, but i really want to experience the whole thing. The piece consists of four separate pieces of audio. In a somewhat graphic yet poetic manner, you are told how your body decomposes. The four separate pieces are due to them focusing on four different environments to decompose in: "a woodland visitor rots in the elements, eventually turning to stone; a museum viewer dries out and becomes a preserved sculpture; a body in water transported by currents and tides is transformed to sand, and a person at home remains undiscovered." The subject has been deeply looked into in order to fully make sense of the whole dying process, and to give a true representation. The way they are being put into these four different settings gives an understanding that everyone doesn't follow the same path when they die, that this is open to the place and situation that they die in. Even though this is just a listening piece, it really requires a sense of willingness from the audience and imagination. That they flow with the piece, and encourage it on.
I came into the art practice looking upon sound art as not something to be a contender, i don't really think i believed that it has a place in the art world. However, now two of my favourite pieces are both sound works, pieces that i can't break away from my mind. The work itself talks about grotesque things like how a fly enters your dry yet warm mouth and lays its eggs in the rotting flesh, but then she goes on to say that it flies off into the cooling woodland breeze as the night begins to darken. I feel like this piece is of poetic genius. The soft woman's voice is as though she is speaking to a child, holding your hand and taking you through this process. I don't know if i felt paralyzed with fear over what was happening or because i was consumed with what was being said and that i wanted to hear and know more. I would like to do some speech work like this in my practice. I will need to find a voice like this to do the work, and as of yet i am unsure what i want to tell.