Some videos reated to music

James Tenney Korg NanoKontrol with SuperCollider Michael Pisaro

climate of education

flow

developing toy piano work

The toy piano project continues. Toy Piano -- more developed

Ordered Table : in progress

A piece for Toy Piano that has a fixed accompaniment. There is a great deal more to tighten up and some rewriting of the toy pf part that will happen. But I wanted to make a note of it at this stage. I was noticing today that with every large or small pile of things on a surface there is an order. That could be the result of usage patterns, or simply the eye of the viewer imposing. Not a hierarchy, but a strategy reflective of some input, within and beyond the perceiver.
Ordered Table - Toy Piano with Electricity

Now if I can figure out how to read the image of the byte code at 44100 lines per second, I think I will find something interesting. Ok, couldn't resist. Here are two iterations of the image as sound file. This reads the image you see as a greyscale from top to bottom. That this image only represents a very small fraction of the entire byte code means that what is heard is a percentage of second that has been slowed down, thus producing a very rich bass tone.
2periodsTOYpfIMAGE

The Discovery

I am enjoying this simple form of interaction. It is very direct. I found it here.

The Pinky Show

This one is my favorite of the 10 or so I have watched in the past day. So very enjoyable.

A Day in the Life of a Musician by Erik Satie

An artist must regulate his life. Here is a time-table of my daily acts. I rise at 7.18; am inspired from 10.23 to 11.47. I lunch at 12.11 and leave the table at 12.14. A healthy ride on horse-back round my domain follows from 1.19 pm to 2.53 pm. Another bout of inspiration from 3.12 to 4.7 pm. From 5 to 6.47 pm various occupations (fencing, reflection, immobility, visits, contemplation, dexterity, natation, etc.) Dinner is served at 7.16 and finished at 7.20 pm. From 8.9 to 9.59 pm symphonic readings (out loud). I go to bed regularly at 10.37 pm. Once a week (on Tuesdays) I awake with a start at 3.14 am. My only nourishment consists of food that is white: eggs, sugar, shredded bones, the fat of dead animals, veal, salt, coco-nuts, chicken cooked in white water, mouldy fruit, rice, turnips, sausages in camphor, pastry, cheese (white varieties), cotton salad, and certain kinds of fish (without their skin). I boil my wine and drink it cold mixed with the juice of the Fuschia. I have a good appetite but never talk when eating for fear of strangling myself. I breathe carefully (a little at a time) and dance very rarely. When walking I hold my ribs and look steadily behind me. My expression is very serious; when I laugh it is unintentional, and I always apologise very politely. I sleep with only one eye closed, very profoundly. My bed is round with a hole in it for my head to go through. Every hour a servant takes my temperature and gives me another. from

violin sketches

violins1 violins2 I was listening to "VERRANDO, G.: Dulle Griet / String Quartet No. 3 / Il ruvido dettaglio celebrato da Aby Warburg / Triptych #2 (Mdi Ensemble, RepertorioZero, Valade)" and it got me sketching some ideas on violin. Here are a couple of drafts.

Damien Hirst

“It’s as if the artist is the animal and the painting is the record of the artist’s tracks through space and time … I did not want just a record, but rather the actual movement.” speaking about "A Hundred Years" Black Ritual is the most important piece of artwork that I have ever experienced. I expected one thing with my initial conception of the work and was lead through a process by the artist that revealed something entirely other. It still engages my mind years later.