Married Life With Woody & Ellen by Paula Muhr Sequences of images which present fragmentary records of ever changing day-to-day surroundings and experiences are not linear or chronological, although they are marked by recurrence of certain motifs. They follow a highly personal, associative structure which reflects my feelings of displacement.
What is Democracy? by Ting-Tong Chang Hundreds of emails were send to different departments of UK government. questions as follow: In accordance with Section 1 of the Freedom of Information Act, I request the following information, which I believe to be held by (your department): What is Democracy?
Domesticated by Amy Stein The photographs in this series are constructed based on real stories from local newspapers and oral histories of intentional and random interactions between humans and animals. The narratives are set in and around Matamoras, a small town in Northeast Pennsylvania that......
She by Yu-En Hsieh I have been receiving letters addressing to someone named Catherine every now and then. I kept all of them in a box, which belonged to her. But one time, by chance, I unwrapped a parcel and found her resume lay inside, which allowed me to inform myself of all her experience...
Conversation with Kaj Lehmann Q: In your opinion, are you able to change the world? How? A: To answer this question you'd have to define what you mean with "world". I think you can't change the world at large, the human species is heading for a certain point, this process would be slow-/stopable, but only with mass destruction...
Mapped by Maryanne Casasanta Mapped describes a measured personal space characterized by a single length of twine. In this sculptural situation, I have attempted to bring space closer together through a relationship of overlaps and crossovers. It was as a meditative response to a desire I had to create a unified architectural shift in my everyday environment. Mapped was installed in my bachelor apartment for two weeks.
Nearly Morning by Kirill Savateev As the rest of the night passes, he sits and waits, and I lie unable to do anything. Neither of us moves. Sometimes, towards morning, when the room gradually lights up by the sun, I manage to open my mouth slightly. At such a moment, I am not quite sure that he continues sitting in the same place, beside my bed..
Waterfall: Everyone Has Their Own Rooms To form a room/space, start from his point of view, going through varied paths and dimensions and achieve the core of all the matters as destinations. Different people create different rooms, they were built up by every move we take, every choice we make. Pass through those trivial things or even personal experiences, to explore the distance/space/room between the whole world and individuals...
