The street art around the place continues to impress.
I've tracked "neonate" from a phone booth in Aro Valley to a door on a derelict building in Thorndon, deep in the heart of the government precinct:
This showed up briefly on the Winslow Appts building in Aro Street last summer before being painted out; it may be my favourite ever:
I'm particularly fond of the very well-rendered teeth - highly reminiscent of the broken and battered stumps in a cattle skull that's been washed up on a beach - and the complex system on the left which makes me think of circuit diagrams and the illustrations in a maritime semaphore manual.
This guy has just started popping up lately:
Gut instinct tells me it could be by neonate too, but I'm happy to be wrong.
These slightly-less stylised images have been popping up too. I have a real soft spot for them, despite - or possibly even because - they look like stuff I have been drawing lately. Whether or not the "circle-P" graf forms the same supposed function as the ol' shoes over the power-line trick (Snopes; Urban Legends; Strait Dope) I am not sure.
I'm not 100% sure either what is going on here (on a pavement in Constable Street, Newtown):
It may be as innocuous as marking out a site for a proposed joint reticulation (cable, gas, power, phone, whatever) but it reminds me of the runes you see on album covers of Finnish black metal bands (not that I could find any on the 'web; a French band will have to do).
Finally - someone has gone to an awful lot of trouble to helpfully mark up the urinal at Lovelock's sports bar in large (and presumably waterproof) Letraset-style adhesive type:
I felt that some form of honouring of this effort was appropriate. So, here's to you, whomsoever you may be. Cheers.
(as usual, click the images for larger versions)
Monday, June 12, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
Purty
I guess it's a little like circuit-bending - and then again, you could argue that it's not really like that at all - but I'm really getting into playing around in the boundaries of the capabilities of the parameters of the camera on my phone.
So far this has mainly consisted of taking ECU - so ECU that the camera can no longer focus - pictures of jewellery (thanks Manju and Kate). But I have PLANS. And IDEAS. So be warned.
(as usual, click the images for larger versions)
So far this has mainly consisted of taking ECU - so ECU that the camera can no longer focus - pictures of jewellery (thanks Manju and Kate). But I have PLANS. And IDEAS. So be warned.
(as usual, click the images for larger versions)
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Nelson
Was in Nelson over the weekend for my little brother's 30th birthday party (and my little sister's 23rd). My god they grow up fast, don't they. My god I sound like a twat, don't I, saying that.
I was able to check out a group show that Andy is participating in at The Suter gallery. It's called Undercurrent. The Suter Te Aratoi o Whakatu is pretty much Nelson's paramount art-space.
Andy exhibited a colossal light box that he pinched from a closed-down clothing store and which I had helped him wire up last time I was down. It's about 3 meters wide. I think the work also comes with a t-shirt.
Our mate Jim MacKay the well-awesome glass-artist ("Fingers of God" project here [PDF 253KB]) was showing a work called "I know what your [sic] thinking". Hopefully you can see that it's a giant rendition of a Newton's Cradle (charming but perfectly awful clunky Java applet representation here), using glass brains.
I don't actually know what your [sic] thinking, but I'm thinking myself that this piece would provide a pretty inappropriate demonstration of the principles of energy transference. But at the same time, it would be pretty and spectacular to try it out.
The whole show was actually pretty great. I'd heartily recommend that you check it out if you get the chance; only I won't, 'cos it finished on Saturday the 3rd of June just passed.
We also went shopping: I refrained from purchasing any Mole SKINS, even at that great price (left), but I was able to pick up one of each of these at the Nelson market.
The Le Champs De Miel Methode Traditionalle "New Zealand sparkling forest honey wine" is perfectly dry and deliciously flavoursome. The Nymph's Kiss Manuka Honey Liqueur is currently being evaluated for it's suitability in a Cosmopolitan as a substitute for, or companion to, the tripel sec (Cointreau or similar). So far it's faring really rather well.
(click the images for larger versions, generally)
I was able to check out a group show that Andy is participating in at The Suter gallery. It's called Undercurrent. The Suter Te Aratoi o Whakatu is pretty much Nelson's paramount art-space.
Andy exhibited a colossal light box that he pinched from a closed-down clothing store and which I had helped him wire up last time I was down. It's about 3 meters wide. I think the work also comes with a t-shirt.
I don't actually know what your [sic] thinking, but I'm thinking myself that this piece would provide a pretty inappropriate demonstration of the principles of energy transference. But at the same time, it would be pretty and spectacular to try it out.
The whole show was actually pretty great. I'd heartily recommend that you check it out if you get the chance; only I won't, 'cos it finished on Saturday the 3rd of June just passed.
The Le Champs De Miel Methode Traditionalle "New Zealand sparkling forest honey wine" is perfectly dry and deliciously flavoursome. The Nymph's Kiss Manuka Honey Liqueur is currently being evaluated for it's suitability in a Cosmopolitan as a substitute for, or companion to, the tripel sec (Cointreau or similar). So far it's faring really rather well.
(click the images for larger versions, generally)
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
9 Beet Stretch
'9 Beet Stretch' is a recording of Ludwig van Beethoven's ninth symphony stretched to 24 hours, without pitch distortion, presented as a continuous 24/7 audio webstream.
... just click and go...
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Tag
Tom posted the other day about tagging, making the very salient point that while he is not naturally a fan of this particular species of "street art", anything that irritates the hell out of Karl du Fresne is by logical extension ok with him.
I agreed.
Meanwhile, if is this is a graffito - and I believe it could be said to be so - can we expect to also start seeing tags which are visible from space?
I agreed.
Meanwhile, if is this is a graffito - and I believe it could be said to be so - can we expect to also start seeing tags which are visible from space?
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Feed redux
Another quick heads up: Feedreader is storming ahead with improvements - new version is 3.02 and a doozie. Download here.
Oh yeah, and the site was down for a few days there. Sorry about that.
Oh yeah, and the site was down for a few days there. Sorry about that.
Monday, May 29, 2006
Huff
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Norty
Friday, May 19, 2006
Monday, May 01, 2006
Podcast#2
I done did another podcast for online music zine Foxy Digitalis. You can find it here (right-click and Save As to download) (the podcast directory-page here). I did my own voice breaks this time.
The tracklist:
Joakim Skogsberg "Jola fran ingbo" from Jola Rota
Armpit "Fucko" (seht Fuckoed remix)
Neil Young Organ solo from Dead Man OST
David Sylvian "The only daughter" from Blemish
The Zombies "The way I feel inside" from The Life Aquatic OST
interlude from the motion picture "Fresh"
RZA "Flying birds" from the Ghost Dog OST
Toru Takemitsu "Woman in the Dunes" part 2 from the Woman in the Dunes OST
Dokaka "'Round midnight" from Rarities
Vashti Bunyan "Hebridean sun" from Just Another Diamond Day
Vangelis Prologue and main titles from Bladerunner OST
Entlang "Walking into bars" single
Squarepusher "Parallelogram bin" from Music Is Rotted One Note
Paul Giovanni & Magnet End titles from The Wicker Man OST
The Modern Lovers "Don't let our youth go to waste" from Precise Modern Lovers Order - Live
Jandek Babe "I love you" from Lost Cause
Hans Edler "Langt bort" from Elektron Kukeso
Colin Newman "Alone (on piano)" from A-Z
Surface of the Earth "388" single
Shuggie Otis "Aht uh mi hed" from Inspiration Information
Rev. Dwight Frizzell (with Anal Magic) "How to avoid simultaneity" from Beyond the Black Crack
Vinnie Moore "Saved by a Miracle" (excerpt) from Mind's Eye
Vangelis End titles from Bladerunner OST
The tracklist:
Joakim Skogsberg "Jola fran ingbo" from Jola Rota
Armpit "Fucko" (seht Fuckoed remix)
Neil Young Organ solo from Dead Man OST
David Sylvian "The only daughter" from Blemish
The Zombies "The way I feel inside" from The Life Aquatic OST
interlude from the motion picture "Fresh"
RZA "Flying birds" from the Ghost Dog OST
Toru Takemitsu "Woman in the Dunes" part 2 from the Woman in the Dunes OST
Dokaka "'Round midnight" from Rarities
Vashti Bunyan "Hebridean sun" from Just Another Diamond Day
Vangelis Prologue and main titles from Bladerunner OST
Entlang "Walking into bars" single
Squarepusher "Parallelogram bin" from Music Is Rotted One Note
Paul Giovanni & Magnet End titles from The Wicker Man OST
The Modern Lovers "Don't let our youth go to waste" from Precise Modern Lovers Order - Live
Jandek Babe "I love you" from Lost Cause
Hans Edler "Langt bort" from Elektron Kukeso
Colin Newman "Alone (on piano)" from A-Z
Surface of the Earth "388" single
Shuggie Otis "Aht uh mi hed" from Inspiration Information
Rev. Dwight Frizzell (with Anal Magic) "How to avoid simultaneity" from Beyond the Black Crack
Vinnie Moore "Saved by a Miracle" (excerpt) from Mind's Eye
Vangelis End titles from Bladerunner OST
Friday, April 28, 2006
Marty
Follow-up to last week's Martin Thompson/Sierpinski post: in the days following the article there was some activity in the letters page of the newspaper in question. In case you didn't catch this, it was covered off nicely by Tom at WellUrban.
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Lathe
I also did an interview, here, for music 'zine Foxy Digitalis.
Woom linkage
Woom's very new web-presence.
Woom show review and comments thread on ArtBash. There's a fight goin' down already. Good stuff.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Woom again
So I've been in Nelson, for the Woom show, amongst other things. The opening of the show was a great success, with a huge turnout of happy and impressed punters. I had a lot of positive feedback about my work, and even managed to sell some.










You'll notice that the gallery walls are red, rather than the customary white. This was an experiment, and I really think it works rather well.
The refreshments were various infused vodkas, supplied by a local distillery under the auspices of "taste-testing". They were served in shotglasss and consumed neat.
Afterwards we went out for a few drinks. And ended up having an utter shitload of drinks. Ow. I won't be posting the photos of, for example, my brother's partner and I dancing the Charleston on top of every one of those little green electricity transformer boxes on the walk home. Or of my brother and I wrestling with temporary speed restriction road signs (me: Greek-style, him:WWF-style). Or the video-clip of me bellowing at the top of my voice "I LURRVE MACROCARPAS" and leaping from the top of one of those afore-mentioned little green electricity transformer boxes into a finely-topiaried specimen of same.
Well, ok, maybe one.
Here's a tally of my consumption for the evening:
4 x Carlsberg lagers
between 8 and 11 shots of infused vodkas of varying strength
1 Monteiths Original
3 x Guinness
4 x triple Centenarro Blanco tequila
1 x triple Tanqueray gin
2 x Frangelico and lime
4 x Smirnoff Black Ice RTD (don't ask) (seriously)
Compiling that list, I am left feeling a strange combination of awe and shame. I got off lightly though; all I ended up with was a scratched arm, and a nasty afternoon-hangover.
(hover mouse over images for captions; click for bigger versions)
You'll notice that the gallery walls are red, rather than the customary white. This was an experiment, and I really think it works rather well.
The refreshments were various infused vodkas, supplied by a local distillery under the auspices of "taste-testing". They were served in shotglasss and consumed neat.
Afterwards we went out for a few drinks. And ended up having an utter shitload of drinks. Ow. I won't be posting the photos of, for example, my brother's partner and I dancing the Charleston on top of every one of those little green electricity transformer boxes on the walk home. Or of my brother and I wrestling with temporary speed restriction road signs (me: Greek-style, him:WWF-style). Or the video-clip of me bellowing at the top of my voice "I LURRVE MACROCARPAS" and leaping from the top of one of those afore-mentioned little green electricity transformer boxes into a finely-topiaried specimen of same.
Here's a tally of my consumption for the evening:
4 x Carlsberg lagers
between 8 and 11 shots of infused vodkas of varying strength
1 Monteiths Original
3 x Guinness
4 x triple Centenarro Blanco tequila
1 x triple Tanqueray gin
2 x Frangelico and lime
4 x Smirnoff Black Ice RTD (don't ask) (seriously)
Compiling that list, I am left feeling a strange combination of awe and shame. I got off lightly though; all I ended up with was a scratched arm, and a nasty afternoon-hangover.
(hover mouse over images for captions; click for bigger versions)
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Sierpinski
An interesting story appeared in the DomPost yesterday. But, first some background.
Waclaw Sierpinski was a Polish mathematician who lived from 1882 til 1969. In 1915 he described what became known as the "Sierpinski gasket", which is a kind of fractal (which has, incidentally, been documented as appearing in Italian art from about the 13th century). The gasket is also called the Sierpinski "sieve" or Sierpinski "triangle". (source: mathworld.wolfram.com). It's created by the following "beautiful recurrence equation":
As you can doubtless see, the geometric method of creating the gasket is to start with a triangle and cut out the middle piece. This results in three smaller triangles to which the process is continued. The nine resulting smaller triangles are cut in the same way, and so on, indefinitely. (source: astronomy.swin.edu.au)
Now consider the Sierpinski carpet. Same deal as the gasket, but constructed with squares, instead of triangles. It can be described "using string rewriting beginning with a cell [1] and iterating the rules":
This is all fine and dandy, but "so what" I hear you say. So lets look at the "carpet" in three dimensions (below, left). We're suddenly presented with an object of uncommon beauty, which is typified by the interesting characteristics of inversely proportionate volume and surface area.
(That is, the more iterations of the 'pattern' are made, the surface area increases in direct proportion to the volume, which decreases). (Aside: Fractal antennae based upon the Sierpinski carpet can be used in communication devices such as cell-phones, where they can give far superior performance over the usual rubbery stalk.)
This "cube" is also called a Menger sponge. The Menger sponge, in addition to being a fractal, is also a super-object for all compact one-dimensional objects, i.e., the topological equivalent of all one-dimensional objects can be found in a Menger sponge (Peitgen et al. 1992). (Hmmmmmmmm.) (Make sure you play with the cool 3d models, too).
So back to yesterday's DomPost story, which describes how the New York Folk Art museum (described, no doubt for calculated effect, as a major
New York art museum) has "picked up" (actually, had donated) two works by local Wellinton "outsider" artist Martin Thompson (pictured, right). This was some sort of post-script to an exhibition of 40 "obsessive" drawings by five international artists, including Thompson, which closed at the museum last month.
The works illustrating the article (left) are not actually the works in question, but any mathmetician worth his salt would immediately identify Thompson's "obsessive" "geometric abstraction" as an execution of a variation on Sierpinski's carpet.
Which basically leaves me wondering, well, when does advanced mathematics become art, folk or not? (And also cursing my laziness at not picking up some of his work, when I met him about five years ago, for a lot less than the $3000 or so they are each commanding now.) But mostly thinking "why don't I understand this?" I personally don't care if Thompson has been copying illustrations from a tome on fractals from the 70s for twenty-six years (very popular, they were in the 70s, fractals); or rendering his own formulae (and those of others); or if it's a complete coincedence; or all of the above. But what is the American Folk Art Museum playing at, for example? And what is discovering their $3000 "outsider art" drawing is actually copied out of a 200-level university maths text book going to mean to all the people who have reportedly been lining up to buy a piece of the action?
Some web-resources on Martin Thomson, most showing more examples of his work:
> Obsessive Drawing, at the American Folk Art Museum, 2006.
> Review of Dirty Pixels, which premiered at Artspace in August 2002 accompanied by a catologue. The show was also exhibited by Adam Art Gallery from April 12-25 2003 and finished showing at the Waikato Museum of Art on 18 January 2004
> Biography of Martin Thompson on Stuart Shepherd's Self-Taught & Visionary Art in New Zealand resource.

PS: As an artist Taylor is not alone in his mathematics fixation. This image (right) shows a metal rendition of the Menger sponge created by digital sculptor Bathsheba Grossman.
SEE ALSO: Box Fractal, Cantor Dust, Cantor Square Fractal, Delannoy Number, Haferman Carpet. Hours of fun.
As you can doubtless see, the geometric method of creating the gasket is to start with a triangle and cut out the middle piece. This results in three smaller triangles to which the process is continued. The nine resulting smaller triangles are cut in the same way, and so on, indefinitely. (source: astronomy.swin.edu.au)
This is all fine and dandy, but "so what" I hear you say. So lets look at the "carpet" in three dimensions (below, left). We're suddenly presented with an object of uncommon beauty, which is typified by the interesting characteristics of inversely proportionate volume and surface area.
So back to yesterday's DomPost story, which describes how the New York Folk Art museum (described, no doubt for calculated effect, as a major
The works illustrating the article (left) are not actually the works in question, but any mathmetician worth his salt would immediately identify Thompson's "obsessive" "geometric abstraction" as an execution of a variation on Sierpinski's carpet.
Which basically leaves me wondering, well, when does advanced mathematics become art, folk or not? (And also cursing my laziness at not picking up some of his work, when I met him about five years ago, for a lot less than the $3000 or so they are each commanding now.) But mostly thinking "why don't I understand this?" I personally don't care if Thompson has been copying illustrations from a tome on fractals from the 70s for twenty-six years (very popular, they were in the 70s, fractals); or rendering his own formulae (and those of others); or if it's a complete coincedence; or all of the above. But what is the American Folk Art Museum playing at, for example? And what is discovering their $3000 "outsider art" drawing is actually copied out of a 200-level university maths text book going to mean to all the people who have reportedly been lining up to buy a piece of the action?
Some web-resources on Martin Thomson, most showing more examples of his work:
> Obsessive Drawing, at the American Folk Art Museum, 2006.
> Review of Dirty Pixels, which premiered at Artspace in August 2002 accompanied by a catologue. The show was also exhibited by Adam Art Gallery from April 12-25 2003 and finished showing at the Waikato Museum of Art on 18 January 2004
> Biography of Martin Thompson on Stuart Shepherd's Self-Taught & Visionary Art in New Zealand resource.
PS: As an artist Taylor is not alone in his mathematics fixation. This image (right) shows a metal rendition of the Menger sponge created by digital sculptor Bathsheba Grossman.
SEE ALSO: Box Fractal, Cantor Dust, Cantor Square Fractal, Delannoy Number, Haferman Carpet. Hours of fun.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Inferno
Went to Martinborough. Had wedding. Much drunk. Very drunk. Armed with BBQ firelighters, three petanque sets, and the inspiration that only comes at around 1am,
we constructed our own little inebriated vision of lawn sports in hell.
(click images for larger versions)
Woom
Woom is a new gallery space opening in Nelson. One of their stated principal aims is to not be shite, like the other art spaces in Nelson.

With this in mind, I was more than enthusiastic to be involved when the space's manager, a Mr. A Clover (full blood relation) graciously offered me the opportunity to show some work in the inaugral exhibition.
So Woom1 will be opening on Thursday night; I will be showing these.
With this in mind, I was more than enthusiastic to be involved when the space's manager, a Mr. A Clover (full blood relation) graciously offered me the opportunity to show some work in the inaugral exhibition.
So Woom1 will be opening on Thursday night; I will be showing these.
Monday, April 10, 2006
Podder
I've begun syndicating my podcasts for Foxy Digitalis. No doubt there will be some other things of interest popping up from time-to-time as well.
You can hook into the feed here, or from the little icon below. There may be some teething troubles, so please bear with me.
seht podcast feed [RSS 2.0]
You can hook into the feed here, or from the little icon below. There may be some teething troubles, so please bear with me.
seht podcast feed [RSS 2.0]
Friday, April 07, 2006
Oil
At the risk of sounding flippant or disrepectful to Ms. Phillips - neither impression is intended, this is a serious problem - may I enquire of her as to why the fuck she is still living in Nelson. It must surely be second only to Goa or some fucken place like that in the hippies-per-square-foot statistics, and generally overrun by the stinking, deodorant-slash-antiperspirant-eschewing patchouli-daubed ropeheads.
I hate the stuff too - one patchouli-favouring psychotic ex-gf was all it took - call me a dog; hell, call me a Pavlov's dog - and so I suggest to Ms. Phillips that that in addition to her standard several shots of adrenaline, she start carrying about with her a large can of mace and a bucket of industrial-strength caustic soda. That way she can take the hippy by the rope and go on the offensive; when she encounters someone wearing the patchouli oil scent that is such a danger to her well-being, she should use the mace to disable them while she then melts they asses right there and then on the pavement.
Bussed
It would seem as if the buses are trying to tell us something:


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It would also seem that they need to get their stories straight.
I'm in love with today; I want to be back in Sydney. So time for a song from one of Aussie's finest, the Go-Betweens, and from their finest album - 16 Lover's Lane.
The Go-Betweens - Love is a sign (right-click and Save As to download)
"Arguably Australia's greatest ever pop group, The Go-Betweens seemed to save the best for last when they split in 1989. (They reunited in 1999, and have issued two more studio recordings since that time). 16 Lovers Lane is simply breathtaking; it is a deeply moving, aurally sensual collection of songs about relationships and the broken side of love that never lapses into cheap sentimentality or cynicism... " (Thom Jurek, allmusic.com)
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It would also seem that they need to get their stories straight.
I'm in love with today; I want to be back in Sydney. So time for a song from one of Aussie's finest, the Go-Betweens, and from their finest album - 16 Lover's Lane.
The Go-Betweens - Love is a sign (right-click and Save As to download)
I wish you had a big house / and that your work would start to sell...
"Arguably Australia's greatest ever pop group, The Go-Betweens seemed to save the best for last when they split in 1989. (They reunited in 1999, and have issued two more studio recordings since that time). 16 Lovers Lane is simply breathtaking; it is a deeply moving, aurally sensual collection of songs about relationships and the broken side of love that never lapses into cheap sentimentality or cynicism... " (Thom Jurek, allmusic.com)
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Wake
David Bowie - We are the dead (right-click and Save As to download)
Swell Maps - Blam!! (right-click and Save As to download)
The Bowie song, We Are the Dead, is from his at-times testing 1974 concept album Diamond Dogs. It's very beautiful and sad. The concept album purports to be based on George Orwells's 1984, though I have reservations about the success of the project.
"because of all we've seen, because of all we've said... we are the dead"The Swell Maps track is off their best album, Trip To Marineville, and is a rowdy-if-melancholic anthemn of lost love with almost-gang-choruses and the works. On the LP it's bookended by pts 1 and 2 of the wonderfully upbeat and surreal Full Moon.
"why did you do it... you said you loved me / I don't care, I guess I'm nearly dead"(By the way, do be sure and let me know in the comments section if you're having trouble downloading or playing the mp3s I post here.)
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