Guerilla Gardening

It was in my undergrad years in Lexington when I first heard of guerilla gardening and I went to harvest some mint with my friend Joe who had planted a a variety of herbs in the vast plot of Masterson Station Park. Funny how unlawful and nervous I felt just picking plants from a public park. How unnatural to feel guilty about such a thing. However, I made some really excellent minted lemonade with our harvest later that day.

Ephemeral Art Project Video

Give me some feedback. I was planning a voiceover but I haven't had time to add it yet. I am not sure the connection is being made that when I play piano alone in my apartment, it's also ephemeral - disappearing just as soon as the strings stop resonating. Every now and then I experience a moment of genius on a piano but naturally on video I never catch any of those moments.

The person calling me at the end of the video was my ex-boyfriend who won't give me my 2008 ART390 Video Class DVD back. As if it was meant to be I noticed that I answered and said "But I'm not there anymore." at which point I turned off the camera...

It happened. In real time. So I can only thank the jerk for this gift to my ephemeral art project.

This was me in the morning, beginning my day's activities with a rangoli. A car immediately ran over it.

Blackboard Material - hidden costs

I've had an ongoing conundrum between the values and environmental morals I'm attempting to follow in this class and the resistance from other classes allowing me. For instance in Modern Perspectives in Contemporary Art, (ARTH541) all our readings are posted on Blackboard, YAY. So I read them online... but as it turns out, I am supposed to be printing them out, BOO, and am consistently asked to reference them in class from 4 - 7pm Wednesdays (which is not online). We're talking about 200 pages a week, kiddos. So I am faced with the option to save the paper or appear to be unprofessional even though I've thoroughly done the reading assignment.

"Water is the next empire."

I don't necessarily, I mean, as a video artist, think a lot of the sensationalism, the bad music, or the editing, but this looks like an interesting video piece nonetheless. In the spirit of our self-important friend Michael Moore, Tapped is a documentary film about the bottled water industry.

Permaculture

Permaculture is a holistic thing... it's a harmony thing. It should be easy. Why is it hard? Why is it seditious? And why is it more seditious to encourage such a lifestyle? Here is your holistic Reddit for the Urban Permaculture contemplator.

Rangoli - Environmental Art Is Not New

My friend Nisha from southern India wanted to be a Rangoli artist, but her parents made her study economics and business. She could pursue her artistic career on the side but needed to make a priority for more "important" studies. I had never heard of Rangoli before.



In Indian cultures, a rangoli is an expression of hospitality especially associated with the Hindu Diwali festival where locals visit each other's homes to exchange greetings and sweets. They are fragile as they are composed of colored sand just laid in rhythms and motifs on floors and surrounded by candles. They are very impermanent but highly respected as an art form and as art objects. No one would dare set foot on a beautiful rangoli artwork.

Home Movies

I'm digitizing this stack of old VHS cassettes. These contain invaluable A/V information from the past; the home movie creations of the Siblings Bass! However what will be done with this stack of plastic and magnetic tape? Here are some ideas cooked up in the brainboxes of other crazy
arteeeests...

Nesting ifs...

Baby boids

The Plastic Conundrum

These are #1 plastic bottles. Many. This, my friends is a crime scene. And I am the criminal. But karmic law is all in place because my intentions were good. I began saving these bottles and putting my own beverages from home in them so that I could A) reuse something that is typically wasted after one use, and B) have a quick and convenient beverage option for the road when leaving the house in a hurry... which is typical. However, I was informed by Bess that in my efforts to help the environment I was in fact poisoning myself with the hormone distruptors and other baddies which leach onto beverages and foods when placed inside these plastics. And washing them like I would any other container with warm soapy water was only expediating the contamination process.

Wunderkammer

Wunderkammer is a bourgeoning local furniture makery headed by a lad named Mitchell, who I met once or twice, a fine lad, which uses reclaimed wood and other objects appropriated into these very swanky home pieces.

Hungry...

This is Alys Fowler's solution to an old fashioned case of the rumbly-tum. The photography really gets the ol masticator moistened... my hands got dirty just turning the pages of this not-so-revolutionary idea of growing greens (and all the other colors of the rainbow) in your home or job and in any sort of various and sundry container. As Dr. Ian Malcolm (Jeff Goldblum) of Jurrasic Park once quoth: "Life will find a way."