Monday, July 16, 2007

On fenced worlds of sand

click for video: Quicktime version / Flash version

"Ts'ui Pên must have said once: I am withdrawing to capture video footage of reality. And another time: I am withdrawing to construct a labyrinth. Everyone imagined two works; to no one did it occur that the videos and the maze were one and the same thing."

Walking on the outskirts of a crudely fenced sand world on the other side of the shoreline, Sam Renseiw, barefooted and puzzled by the following stroboscopic experience, recorded some footage while continuing his paytaphysical visual experiments. View the newest patafilm by clicking here or on the links above. (patafilm # 456, 01'57'', &.1MB, Quicktime/mov - Flash version at And, as usual: bold text are embedded links.

Bonus Lumiere video from another, darker, much more confined space, click here. (Lum # 14 museum door, 00'37'', 2.3Mb, Quicktime/mov) Note: For a overwhelming experience of all the frantic, ongoing moving video stills, visit the home of Lumiere videos.

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Anonymous pepa said...

great music choice.
what have you done with that wall? i see you enjoying as you edit. :)

Tuesday, July 17, 2007 5:08:00 am  
Blogger SAM RENSEIW said...

very little editing in fact ;-)

i just walked past the fence and filmed.
it is actually the fence itself, making the stroboscopic effect.

i have always been interested in fences for that reason: sometimes they produce a strange filtering. i tried to capture this condition.

the soundtrack is a (very) short excerpt from Öyvind Fahlström, one of modernism great swedish concrete poets. he also made quite a lot of fabulous soundtrack mash-up and mixes in the sixties and seventies from radio and other sources. more by him at

Tuesday, July 17, 2007 9:58:00 am  
Blogger ps said...

very nice

Tuesday, July 17, 2007 10:12:00 pm  
Blogger B said...

There was a sandcastle building contest in Boston this past weekend. While I was at work, some people came by, just back from viewing, and showed me pictures. It took place on the beach where people tend to joke about finding needles and bags of drugs because it is a poorer area of town, which is lame for many reasons but mostly because it's the most publicly accessible beach for the city.

The museum door is even more stunning than the fence, which is saying a lot. Or maybe I shouldn't try to compare them.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007 7:21:00 am  

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