Chanhee Choi
2015
What would happen if I ate myself? Would I become twice as big or would I disappear? I could wear my skin and organs like wearing a coat inside out. What else is in there?
Nowhere Mountain
“What exactly happened in that rural Midwestern pumpkin patch all those years ago?
Nobody is really sure.
We may never know.”
Nowhere Mountain is St. Louis, Missouri based visual artist Mark Regester and Salt Lake City, Utah based composer, producer & multi-instrumentalist nonnon (aka Dave Madden)
Devin Harclerode
Sweaty Mother Slow Groove is an engagement in magical thinking that proposes a displacement of swamp methodologies into the virtual realm through re-conjugation. In doing so, the cyborg and goddess are united in a re-routing of essentialism that confronts the neo-liberal domination of technology. The metaphorical swamp is the possibility of a mushy danger zone that harnesses the absorption of an unwanted space: a disintegration of the binary and the soft-coded awareness of the body as a process, not a site.
Lana Z Caplan
Using animation, heat sensitive camera footage from US border patrol screens, military bombing drone monitors, and other collected footage, Maelstroms is a reflection on the dehumanizing use of image technology in modern practices.
Richard Haley
Pre-Enactment of Rubbing a Hole in My Corpse, Variations on the Shadow My Decaying Corpse Will Cast, and Proposal For Actions To Be Performed With My Ashes Once I have Deceased are animations and a video from my series of work titled Rehearsals. These particular works rehearse performances that my body will enact once I have died, extending the hand and presence of the artist into the realm of post-breath. In addition to the videos, myself and my students will give a live play by play analysis reviewing the rehearsals.
Tommy Becker
6 min
It is AWEsome to be human and to be alive, but the evolution of human intelligence has also burdened our species with a self-awareness of life’s impermanence. The Danish philosopher Søren Kierkegaard called these two uniquely human emotions, awe and dread. Through its symbolic meditation on mortality, this work attempts to find meaning between the fleeting flavors of bubblegum and cultural programming that entrenches us in our denial of death.
Tommy Becker is a poet trapped in a camcorder. He received his MFA in Film, Video, Performance from California College of Arts in 2001. Since that time he has continued to feed video poems into his never-ending saga, TAPE NUMBER ONE. His song length video work blends spoken word, performance, graphic design, and home recorded music.
Janelle VanderKelen
8 min, 2016
The repetitive motions of the canning process quietly remap the accreted horrors of female labor that intervenes in the lifespan of a vegetable arrested in forever-summer. A circuitous wandering explores this process and confuses conceptions of time and space as seasons accumulate into undifferentiated years of feminine relation to and reinvention of natural growth cycles. The physical constraints of the domestic and embodied architectures are eventually completely subverted by the excessive act of preservation.
Heejin Jang
4:15 min, 2014
1-800-GET-LOST consists of four experimental video remixes (1-800-FICTION, Bleach Formula, Heikki Laaksonen’s Silent Syllables, Pink Trilogy). The project addresses the moment when the countless struggle to establish a sense of connectedness eventually conjure up an endless nightmare that overwhelms the physicality of life.
By reediting and overlaying language, pop-culture phenomenon, smartphone clips, and found footages from the Internet, the convolution of layered moments will demonstrate the itineraries to the nature of chaos, or the views of induced panic.
Dakota Gearhart
3:37 min
During a residency at a recycling processing plant in Seattle, WA, USA, I was able to spend time observing the act of remixing, re-sensing, and of course, recycling. First off, the smell when you enter the factory (which is lovingly called the Murf) is enough to make most people gag, but for me, the putrid sour milk and rat poop aromas provoked me to consider what kinds of objects society leaves behind. Once this question is brought up, a nightmarish Kafka-like scene is brought on; the sensations of which I share in the short video collage I created. Everything in the video is unmanipulated and in real time, even though in some scenes it looks as if sped up or animated.
Don Anahí & Aby White
This video talks about the domain