Created by environmental design group Eness, MÖBIUS is a sculpture comissioned by the city of Melbourne that was photographed and animated over two weeks in May 2011. The piece consists of 21 green triangles that can be configured into several cyclical patterns creating the optical illusion of motion. This is a really fantastic example of public artwork, as the individuals who interact with the space inevitably become part of the art itself.
Jessica Oreck | Mysteries of Vernacular
Mysteries of Vernacular is an ongoing video series by NYC-based Myriapod Productions that explores the etymology of individual words through a carefully animated book. According to Myriapod the series will eventually include 26 stories, each of which takes nearly 80 hours to research, construct and animate.
Sixteen Places I Have Hidden, excerpt
The only recurring dream I have takes place in the park and the neighborhood I grew up in. Sometimes the scope of the dream changes after awhile but the feeling of being in that original space is the same every time. I am either flying or running. Flying feels like swimming if I was actually good at it, except faster and through the air. Running feels wonderful and effortless (I was never athletic, the only time I can run well is literally in my dreams). I am always just a step ahead of whoever is chasing me. Sometimes it is a playful chase like hide and seek, and sometimes things feel more dire. I know I am faster, but only just a bit—I enjoy the sensation of outrunning something though my mood shifts from adrenaline to fear and back. I run into the park and down to the creek to hide. Sometimes it looks exactly like it does in real life, but more often as I move through the space it twists and turns and goes deeper—-there are other pathways, tunnels descending through bushes and brambles, maybe a wider creek or a new river, and sometimes in the flying dreams I will see a giant forest from above and drop down into the space. There have rarely been other people there (but sometimes animals), and I never see my pursuer or am caught by them; there is only a sense of their presence and closeness.
I find a hiding spot and wait.
Prints mimic what we are as humans; we are all the same and yet every one is different. I also think there’s a spiritual power in repetition, a devotional quality, like saying rosaries.
—Kiki Smith, 1998
Chrome Sparks | Marijuana
Nina Katchadourian, Mended Spiderweb #8 (1998)