And if...

There is more. What exactly does more mean? Another langscape? Another landguage? It is nature to look at the fescue on the other side of the divide and wonder at its marvelous greeness, luscious velosity. But it is movement that is at issue, or rather displacement.

Roberto dell Griva sits by the gunwale of the shipwrecked vessel. He ponders the idea that what he sees before him is yesterday. When he sees a bird flying there, he knows it is not there now. He can't swim. He knows that if he dives off the ship and swims toward the island, he will be swimming towards the day before. But, as mentioned, he cannot swim. Is this what it means to consider the verdosity of the fescue outside the limits of the enclosure? Of course it is. Get over it.

Touch re:touch

I am in the process of scanning and post-processing 4x5 negatives from a photographic survey of Fish Plants in Western Newfoundland. I have been photographing several sites over the past 4 years and have amassed a huge pile of images. There was a problem with a good portion of the negative stock I was using resulting in pin holes and other artifacts that forced a reconsideration of how things were going to be printed in order to preserve consistency and quality.




After much experimenting, a way was found to scan the negatives using a fluid mount system on the Epson 750. If one is careful to turn off most of the "correction" tools like automatic level and curve adjustments or scratch and grain correction, it is possible to get a scan that accurately reproduces the original negative. This will allow to process the image, make necessary adjustments and corrections while staying in control of the process and produce an image that will retain many of the qualities of the silver printing process.

Wen I return to the studio, I will begin posting some of these images to the Fish Plant blog and the CURRA website. I am still betwixt and between about how to present to work in these formats without, inasmuch, reducing the impact of "unveiling" the work in an exhibition context; it is necessary to control this kind of output so that the show can have some air of freshness when it is finally put together.







- Posted from GEDEON XXIII

Location:Newfoundland and Labrador 70,Bay Roberts,Canada

The Wringing in Your Ear

The Wringing in Your Ear from Pierre LeBlanc on Vimeo.

Pictures @ an exhibition

These two pieces are presently on show at the Art Gallery of Grenfell Campus, Memorial University of Newfoundland.

I think they are about space and experience. A view of Dublin on my first voyage there in October 02010. It is always a question of separating ones own experience form the knowledge acquired from books, maps and Google.

An spéir ar Bhaile Átha Cliath (02010-10)
Subtitle: 173rd Cantos for Gilles Deleuze
Medium: Inkjet on Tyvek  :: 120cm X 120cm :: Ed. 1/5

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Dublin Marathon (02010-10-25)
Medium: Inkjet on Tyvek :: 120cm X 120cm :: Ed. 1/5

Too long

Too long since the last post. Images piling up losing context and foresight.

Have been thinking about ownership in the online universe. Does an asset really belong to anyone anymore and does ownership actually mean anything today? Of course the question is rhetorical, a rhetoric; it could even be sophistic. All resides in the user. Freedom is a responsibility and that is so much more important than a right, it is the social contract.

Long live the little animals that run wild in the kingdom of the wild.

Up from the ground came a bubblin' crude.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with Oil, and the Word was Oil.

Low level fly-by

As we shuffle through the langscape, a landguage ensues. Keeping eyes on the ground, careful not to stumble on unforeseen events, a pattern emerges. It is really all about seeing those patterns, some call it conspiracy paranoia, others see it as simply paying attention. Il faut bien faire attention aux fentes dans le parcours tout en gardant les yeux bien fixés sur le but du voyage. C'est bien ici la particularité d'une mouvance, continue, lente, en perpétuité.

Autobahn

On the road, to the road, in the road.

Through the road, if such can be found; it is found.

On the way to where we should be.
In that place that is between where we are,
And where we are going.
Some call it Pennsylvania.
Or Erewhon.

C'est bien cela la mouvance.
Et.
On t'aime Gérald.

Once inside or around...

Prim(e)(al)

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