Music for a Long Time
Rolf Julius
Julius’ “small music” features simple snatches of found sound, played back through small speakers, often set in bowls of pigment and dirt which shimmies in the vibrations.
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Julius’ “small music” features simple snatches of found sound, played back through small speakers, often set in bowls of pigment and dirt which shimmies in the vibrations.
A joyful conversation discussing disability, gender transition and care labour as expressions of virtuosic and innovative skills that make care – good care – possible.
Quasi-theatrical multiple-projector pieces play with the relationship between performers, art and audiences.
An audio/ video, lecture/ performance exploring the queer and companionly inter-activity of human-animal relations.
One of the most influential groups in improvised music, with the collective understanding that comes from listening keenly to each other for decades
A film performance about Guy then, and Guy now, as a metaphor for the passing of time, which of course all film is inherently about.
Are artists powerless in the face of technology? These often whimsical and amusing films are minimal technological interventions and appropriations but maybe also rigorous takes on the role of popular media and culture in our hyper-technological world.
Heat-mapped bodies, found porn films, Korean psyche-folk, creepy police intrusion and self-defence.
A workshop for educators, activists and young people to think about radical, anti-imperialist pedagogy, and what fighting for the Palestinian cause looks like for young people in the imperial core. PDF of the resource available soon.
Investigate film as language, via the language of film reduced to the basic units of film and language. A film as text in which each frame is a single word.
Minimal details and otherworldly glistening drones, rich with sustained metallic timbres that breathe with the scrapped pulse of bowed metal.
What would have happened in 1963 if someone from the voguing ball scene going on in Harlem had travelled downtown to perform alongside the early postmoderns at Judson Church?