Friday, September 05, 2008

On derive and psychogeographic voodle


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"One or more persons committed to the derive abandon, for an undefined period of time, the motives generally admitted for action and movement, their relations, their labor and leisure activities, abandoning themselves to the attractions of the terrain and the encounters proper to it....to be drawn by the solicitations of the terrain"

Abandoning himself to a short moment of derive, Sam Renseiw re-viewed some known, local locations from a different, drifting perspective. View the ensuing, abridged psychogeographic docu-voodle by clicking here or on the links above. (patafilm # 624,04'01'',21.6Mb, Quicktime/mov - other versions at Blip.tv)

Today's Bonus Lumiere Video Features yet another recent drifting passage, fixed. (lum # 143, "water-housing" 00'56, 4.4MB, Quicktime/mov)

Today's Patalab Metaphor Video re-play supplement features a year old view from the same waterway. (patafilm # 549, [15.12.207 post]01'13'', 7.5MB, Quicktime/mov)

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Blogger gurdonark said...

"Abandoning to the attractions of the terrain"

Why are the textures all hidden under bridges? Perhaps they reside there to entertain passing boats and passing bats.

I love to take a wooden mallet, with a rubber "superball" as its head, and strike it on the underside of a concrete bridge. Usually, there is only a thud--interesting, but not revelatory. But when the mallet hits the sweet spot and there is a resonance? A doorway to a secret garden, a momentary respite.

In your video I have seen the sky serve as a wonderful curtain to the scenery below. The terrain passes by, telling no narrative, asking no questions, answering no questions, but drifting, as if afloat, as if floating by, as if floating by on an ocean of mind, and if I fancy I hear a zen bell, then may I also
hear nothing at all, except perhaps a gull's call, and the sound of water gently lapping on a boat.

I think, sometimes, that in Denmark, Sweden, Norway and Iceland, there is a special love for boats in the way that forty miles northwest of my home there are rolling hills where people have a special love for horses. Boats become part of the terrain--something to experience as an important thing--and not as mere transportation.

Yet the whys and wherefores of the boat and its scenery are not what makes this film charming--what makes this film charming is the way it offers a moment of connection between film-maker and audience.
The distant remove of removing narrative keys us all into the scenery which we chew up, and swallow, one boat at a time.

What reflection do we see when we have drifted by?
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/2727596635_cf6680557c_o.jpg

Saturday, September 06, 2008 8:43:00 am  

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