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Artist invitée & enseignement à l’USF (University of South Florida) - USA
Je pars vendredi, pour 10 jours, pour une conférence sur mon travail, pour enseigner, et mettre en place des échanges avec l’Université de Floride du Sud, à Tampa, Floride. I am leaving Friday for Tampa - Florida, for 10 days, where I am going to be presenting my work, teaching and setting up exchanges in collaboration […]
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Des bugs illustrator
- My life is an Interactive Fiction - Excuse me? - I love him sooo much - What the fuck is going on? - I am the happiest girl in the world, and I don’t know why
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No-mad-isme
Une phrase géniale prononcée par Kyd ce matin pendant un colloque sur le nomadisme : “J’aimerai avoir accès aux codes source de ma vie”. (Kyd Campbell)221007
1 week status
Julie is… trying to listen to Hawkins’ Brief History of Time while cooking pumpkin, which is prouving to be quite a chalenge… cold, her flat is freezing, paris is grey editing video magnetized happy looking through the window at Marie’s office listening to grandaddy wearing her favorite jumper back on her bike feeling nostalgic at a party thinking about the futur reflecting on the sentence “Hay un mundo más […]310807
Paul Auster, Humpty Dumpty & the Power of Words
- The initials HD in the name Henry Dark refer to Humpty Dumpty. - Who? - Humpty Dumpty. You know who I mean. The egg. - As in “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall?” - Exactly. - I don’t understand. - Humpty Dumpty: the purest embodiment of the human condition. Listen carefully sir. What is an egg? Is it that which […]
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Icebergs, split screens, et dérive identitaire
Autre référence, Marie me fait découvrir le travail “True North”, d’Issac Julien, un travail de ré-interpretation méditatif de l’aventure au grand nord de l’explorateur Matthew Henson. Le travail est un mélange de moments kitchs (à voir la thématique, je doute que ce soit voulu?) et sublimes, un montage fragmenté grâce au split screens, qui me […]
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Chambre horaire / Time Zones Room
Hier soir, après avoir décrit la position des différents groupes de meubles dans ma chambre (que j’ai appelé îlots), je me suis dit que j’allais tracer les différentes trajectoires dans cet espace pendant une journée. Puis je me suis dit que je pourrais y superposer les fuseaux horaires, comme si ma chambre était la terre […]070307
Ennuyeux les générateurs?
“Oh my god, if you think these are boring to look at, can you imagine how boring they are to paint” (F. Stella)
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Hidrazone, UK
Julie Morel. Commissionnée par Hidrazone, UK, pour un projet d’art numérique. Julie Morel. Commissioned by Hidrazone, UK, to produce a digital art project. >http://hidrazone.com/artists/julie_morel/julie_morel.html HIDRAZONE is a space for practitioners and writers in the field of digital and interactive arts. We seek to encourage practical and theoretical research into a wide variety of digital art (new media […]101100
The Real Thing 1
The first day I arrived at the house, I was tired by my bus journey and went to bed early… I was woken up at 3 o’clock in the morning by the flatmates I had not met: they banged on my door and i soon discovered that they were drunk. One was even more plastered and […]101100
The Real Thing 2
One night, we went dancing in Moseley, in a village near Edgbaston. I was really please, it was going to be a salsa night. But once we arrived there, it seems I was the only one to be happy about it. No one was dancing… John gave me the explaination: “we are not drunk enough”.101100
The Real Thing 3
My house was really dirty, and my flatmates even more. On the first floor lived a gay couple. On their door you could read “beautiful people”. By opposition, I assumed that we were the ugly and dirty people.101100
The Real Thing 4
While i was in england, he was thinking of me all the time : He told me once: “every morning, when i get up, i hate you”101100
The Real Thing 5
There was that guy living in my house. Dave. He was the first guy I got chatty with and we got along well. One night the whole house went out, in a strange bar, with loads of gothic decorations on the walls. Students from the campus were hanging there. I found the place awful. As the […]101100
The Real Thing 6
There was that guy living in my house. Paul. A boy from Liverpool who was trying to D-jay during the night and was sleeping during the day, or he would lye on the couch in the ground floor kitchen-living room, making the kitchen smell of his unwashed clothes. He was always eating cereals and they […]101100
The Real Thing 8
There was that other guy living in my house. Pete. I think. A boy from Cheltenham. Everybody commented on how posh his accent was. For me he was just the guy with the warm garlic breath.101100
The Real Thing 9
There was that guy living in my house. Simon. A Newcastle yob with a thick accent. Once he wanted to go to the cinema. I suggested going to see the new Wim Wenders. He said : Who?101100
The Real Thing 10
One sunday, as the two of us were speaking quietly in the kitchen, Yan admited that he was spitting in Dave’s shampoo everytime Dave was an arse. I laught, looking astonished, opening big eyes then said:” no way, me too!!” We both burst out laughing. From that moment on, i kept my shampoo in my room.101100
The Real Thing 11
On day, HE called on the phone landline, and Yan asked nosilly, who’s that guy, he is you blokey? In my broken english, I heard “bollockey”. For the next few weeks, happy to have learnt a new word, i used “bollockey” as often as i could.101100
The Real Thing 12
Our house was a nice but old victorian mansion, owned by a vicar. He would always come univited the day before the rent was due, then on the day. I thought it was really odd : why would he fear that we would not pay him, he was a vicar…101100
The Real Thing 13
Our house was cold and damp. In the shower you had one of these annoying hot water electrical heater. I had never seen anything like it before. It was never really hot, and never powefull enough. I had the idea to ask the vicar if he could do something about it. He looked at me […]101100
The Real Thing 14
One day, the heater in my room broke down and Yan and Mary told me they had to go to the vicar the next day : It was only 5 mns away from the house, they would show me where it was. On the way, they explained to me that he owned a few houses […]101100
The Real Thing 15
In the spring, during the night, you scould hear the baby foxes’ cries, it was like slaughtering a baby.101100
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