One of many scores developed by composers involved with Fluxus, Ichiyanagi's piece - now in MoMA's collection - essentially describes the reconfiguration of a metronome; the resulting irregularities comprise, of course, the performance. And, second, a picture of the Beast's castle, done a few days ago by Cleo and me:
Look closely, and you'll be able to pick out a full moon shining above a werewolf, Belle's father in the dungeon, and the Beast, in an elevator, concealed in a frenzy of blue that represents motion. Even the slimy Gaston is present, drenched in a flood of aquamarine marks at the right, after fruitlessly asking for Belle's hand in marriage.
Chaos out of order; order out of chaos. Irreverence and iconoclasm; reverence and repetition. In the wake of the dissolution of the rules of art, two generations ago, we nonetheless take up our pens and draw, in faith.
Chaos out of order; order out of chaos. Irreverence and iconoclasm; reverence and repetition. In the wake of the dissolution of the rules of art, two generations ago, we nonetheless take up our pens and draw, in faith.
No comments:
Post a Comment