A big thanks to everyone who came along to last night’s sketch at the Edge Arts Centre! We mixed things up a bit this week – for the first hour there was a static model, then the class went up to the big rehearsal room to draw a contemporary dance class in action. It was a challenge to try and sketch dancers on the move and pushed the sketchers out of their comfort zone and into a brush with plastic dynamism. But enough waffle, here’s the latest batch of your drawings!
Kick off your weekend with a bang – AWOL Studios are holding their sixth Open Studios event from 4pm on Friday 9th March 2012 in association with Longevity Records and Dr.Me. It’s a great opportunity to meet a bunch of local creatives in their working environment, purchase work, be inspired, socialise and celebrate Manchester’s finest artistic talent.
Longevity Records will be showcasing some of the best local bands:
AMEB – 7:30pm
Rawcuss – 8:20pm
The Minx – 9:10pm
Seeing Hester – 10:00pm
DJ – 10:30pm ’til close
AWOL Studios is home to over 120 creative individuals and businesses practising in a diverse range of disciplines including fine art, ceramics, photography, graphics, fashion, crafts, jewellery, sculpture and many more.
113 Pollard Street
Manchester M4 7JA
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Even when it’s quiet, there is sound. Wind still whispers, glaciers groan and your own heart beats. No one knows this better than Chris Watson – he of Cabaret Voltaire and Natural World; a strange CV, but one entirely assembled around sound. Here is someone who walks around with his ears open, listening not just to language and music, but to the elements behind them, the mechanics and organics, recreating a new language, a new music.
His work with the BBC’s Natural history unit is well-documented (from Springwatch to Frozen Planet), but over the years he has also released collections of his own field recordings – the most recent of which is El Tren Fantasma, The Ghost Train. There have been reviews aplenty of the album itself, but last week Watson was at The Bluecoat arts centre in Liverpool to present the UK live premier of this epic train journey across Mexico, alongside a new soundtrack to an avant garde video performance piece by Gina Czarnecki.
But how would a live performance of El Tren Fantasma work? By its very nature, listening to such a submersive aural piece is very personal – and an arts centre isn’t the first place you would think to head to enjoy a solo trip along the now defunct Mexican line from Los Mochis on the Pacific West coast, to Veracruz on the East. But, as he said when introducing the piece, the sound set up and acoustics you can achieve with the space and speakers of a prepared performance studio ups the scale of what you hear. “This is the first time,” he said, “that it’s being heard in the UK the way it was intended to be heard. So sit back and imagine you’ve poured yourself a tequila sunrise, and are taking a first class seat on the ghost train.”
The intensity of sound was astounding. It backed you into a bubble that became wholly occupied by the sights and smells conjured up by the complex interweaving sounds and textures. The train becomes a giant instrument, steaming across a crease in the landscape, the ricketty-racket of the train tracking the breadth of Mexico, beating a tattoo that Aphex Twin would be proud of. Of course that breakneck beat is just a train; that multi-tonal drone is muted metal on metal, the perfect harmonics and melodies are brakes and bells and the passenger chatter-natter is singing cicadas… But the clarity of individual sounds that such a scale of presentation gives, simultaneously enhances the overall journey – you see the woods as well as the trees, and over the course of the trip through forests and mountains and cities, the sounds become more than a sum of their parts.
The only problem with the performance was the images they were presented alongside – a huge floor to ceiling projection showed stills that bore little relation to what was being heard, and which instead rudely intruded on the cocoon woven by the story of the sound – an unnecessary attempt to reduce the ambiguity of location. Take away them, and the contrived train announcements that bookended the performance (and the album), and you have something startlingly good. Speaking to him afterwards, Watson worked out that he had over 100 hours of original material to sift and shape, and to render something so perfectly structured is a real feat – made all the more impressive with live mixing on the night for a seamless 40 minutes.
Ghosts are a recurring theme in Chris Watson’s work – apart from the Ghost Train, he also did a recent Radio 4 piece on starlings in the abandoned ballroom of the West Pier in Brighton titled The Ghost Roost. He records and recreates moments as a memorial, a memory of the temporary and the no more, bottling live events in their last moments, that once captured, are extinct. The preserved remains of a moment, a raindrop, a train journey fossilised in audio.
This article originally appeared on http://caughtbytheriver.net/.
Read more of Rebecca’s writing at http://wordswellseasoned.wordpress.com/.
Over the last decade Chen Man has carved out a highly successful career as one of China’s leading fashion photographers, having shot for the Chinese editions of Elle, Cosmo and Vogue as well as working on commissions for Adidas, Nike and Motorola.
Chen Man’s style involves heavy post-production and manipulation of her photographs, producing glossy, dreamlike images – a style that has made her a firm favourite with the advertising industry as China’s consumer culture takes off.
Catch this exhibition while you can – it’s on now and up until 7 April 2012 at the Chinese Arts Centre in Manchester. Admission is free, and the Centre is open from 10am – 5pm from Tuesday to Saturday.
Chinese Arts Centre
tel: +44 (0) 161 832 7271
fax: +44 (0) 161 832 7513
Tues – Sat: 10am – 5pm
Sun – Mon: Closed
Bank Holidays: Closed
The most popular place in the world to end it all is the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. The vertiginous 75-metre drop ensures most jumpers die on impact with the water below; drowning and hypothermia claim the rest. Britain’s own Beachy Head, where Phil Daniels’ scooter met its symbolic end in Quadrophenia, comes in third. But it’s the silver medal holder that’s the focus of a new film, funded in part by the New York Foundation of the Arts.
The Aokigahara forest covers an area of roughly thirty-five square kilometres at the base of Mount Fuji. The trees crowd together in high density, obscuring sunlight and wind. This, along with a lack of fauna within its confines, gives rise to a crepuscular calm, an unearthly stillness that resonates throughout the forest. The area has demonic associations in Japanese mythology, and over the years has steadily built its reputation as a ‘good place’ to die. In one year alone, 108 suicides were recorded in the forest. The Japanese government has since ceased publishing figures in an attempt to downplay its morbid fame.
Into these gothic surroundings steps independent artist and film-maker, Joshua Zucker-Pluda. “Can a landscape have a soul? Can past events leave a psychic impression on a terrain[…]?” These questions are his jumping-off point for a haunting piece of experimental documentary film-making, reminiscent of Werner Herzog or Terrence Malick, treading/blurring a line between environmental psychology and paranormal investigation.
Zucker-Pluda first came to my attention through his Roadside Picnic podcast, an intermittently updated ethereal journey through the abstract outer reaches of modern music. Since its first episode in 2005, the podcast has built up a cult following and spawned a series of limited edition vinyl box sets titled A Room Forever. A sense of otherworldliness pervades every aspect of the project, from the choice of sounds to the dark, minimal layout of the website and the accompanying photos, each image showcasing Zucker-Pluda’s preoccupation with landscape and the ability of his lens to make the familiar appear strange.
This aesthetic has been expanded upon in his latest film project The Sea of Trees, which takes its name from the Japanese nickname for Aokigahara. The film, which has received funding from the New York Foundation of the Arts (NYFA), the New York State Council of the Arts (NYSCA) and the Jerome Foundation, features some startling footage of the forest itself, mixed with interviews and anecdotes from numerous sources. The film is currently in post-production, having successfully raised the funds via a concerted campaign on www.kickstarter.com, and from the looks of the sample footage released so far it’s shaping up to be a breath-taking piece of film-making.
Welcome to 2012! If you’re a user of the Mesoamerican Long Count calendar, a.k.a. the Mayan calendar, you’ll be on the last few pages by now. In which case, count yourself lucky – I myself am a user of the Beards of Manchester calendar and am required to replace it every year, so stop snivelling!
2011 was a good year for the Chorlton Alternative Art Class – we hosted not one but two exhibitions in our local stomping ground of Chorlton-cum-Hardy, and sold one drawing for an undisclosed five-figure sum! Ok, one of those facts may not be true, I’ll leave you to figure out which one.
Having built up a loyal following of amateur artists since the inception of the class in 2010, we’re now taking a mighty leap forward – with our very own website! The aim is to complement our Twitter account and Facebook page with a dedicated site to show off all of your lovely drawings to their fullest.
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