19th
September 2012
www.pami.org.uk
It’s
getting cold in London these last few days. Autumn is almost here and, despite
the chill, I am enjoying the clear blue skies. As I take the bus from New Cross
to Peckham for PAMI (Peckham Artist Moving Image Festival) the setting sun
bursts out from behind long, dark blue clouds, at an angle that practically
blinds me for a few moments as I step out on to the street. It’s always great
to come to Peckham for shows, I love the ‘show’ of the main street, Rye Lane,
which is filled with every imaginable business. There is so much visual
information to look at, posters for cell phone deals, fruit and vegetable
sellers, pound shops, spicy food restaurants, and salons with garish brightly
coloured walls, full of ladies getting their hair and nails done. The energy of
this market follows me as turn past Peckham Rye station and head down a quiet
street to the first gallery.
Left: MOCA Project Space
At
MOCA project space, there was a three-videos show called Myopia Sparkles curated by Harriet B
Mitchell and including work by Jennifer West, Edith Dekyndt and Shana Moulton.
The films included a 16mm (but transferred to dvd) abstract film, a video
showing a hand cupping a whirling mercury-like substance, and a third narrative
film involving a lot of strangely implanted people and obvious green screen
work, with soundtrack. The placement of the work in the exhibition space felt
balanced, with a variety of approaches to the moving image from abstract to
narrative; from physical to digital maneuvers. The use of colour was striking
in all three videos, the soundtrack of Moulton’s felt strangely like something
I would listen to while getting acupuncture. The bizarre mixture gave a sense
of feeling a bit in an altered state, but a calm and perceptive altered state.
I was pleasantly surprised to see 16mm, and as I look at West’s notes I see
that the film leader was “lined with liquid black eyeliner, doused with Jello
Vodka shots and rubbed with body glitter”, a very physical intervention to
create a moving image, a characteristic which made it stand out from anything
else I would see that night.
Left: MOCA Project Space
Another
notable video was the extremely short (40 seconds!) work by Adrianna Palazzolo
at Flat Time House. Spliced between two videos involving cats (not sure if this
was coincidence), Palazzolo’s work featured images of a rose and found footage
from a documentary about consciousness in plants. Both had been substantially
altered through processing, with many jagged cuts to the picture, like the
fragmented jerky image that happens when you pause your vhs. The degradation of
the video contrasted with the image of a perfect beautiful rose and seemed to
imply a kind of disturbance in quite an unsettling and sinister way. The
darkness and subdued quality of the work really stayed with me, and it’s one I
would like to have seen again, on a larger screen to really appreciate the
manipulation of the image and the rhythm of the editing.
At
Sunday Painter they showed Wallpapers, a collaboration between
Vancouver artists Nicolas Sasson, Sara Ludy and Sylvain Sailly. The upstairs
room had one wall entirely filled with a projection of a pixilated moving
surface, sort of like a gif of a thousand bacteria swarming under a microscope.
This was one of my favourite exhibitions. The space is large and this greatly
benefits the installation. The ‘wallpapers’ can also be found on-line (http://www.thesundaypainter.co.uk/), but one of the
charms of seeing it in the gallery is feeling like a miniature person dwarfed
by a giant computer screen. Or perhaps the screen becomes a window into another
digital world. We used to watch waves from the picture window, now we
contemplate the endless undulations of what is essentially a large-scale
version of a screensaver.
Right:
Watching video at FoodFace
The
exhibition at FoodFace was entitled Grander Designs, and is an on-going
collaborative video project headed by Myles Painter, showing videos made by
artists based on footage from the original television series Grand Designs, featuring six video
played alternatingly between three monitors. I saw the submissions by Gareth
Owen Lloyd and Joseph Popper as well as Myles Painter and found them humourous
but perhaps limited given the fact that the artists had to work with
‘predetermined sections’ of tape. I was more intrigued by the strange
excavations of dialogue appropriated in Painter’s work, where the source was
less predominate and original dialogue had been altered to sound like the
gravelly voices of ‘anonymous’ crime victims giving television interviews.
What
did I see tonight? A lot of collage, a lot of mixing from original sources,
sampling. Very modest work, nothing world changing, but definitely charming.
The thing about going to moving image festivals is that there is often so
many works by so many people, which you only get to really see a few depending
on when you arrive, that I’m left with a sense of seeing so many fragments.
Many things I wouldn’t mind seeing twice, having a moment to digest them,
seeing what repetition does to the meaning. Works that were shown in larger
spaces, such as at Sunday Painter and MOCA project space really benefited from
them. Most of the art here felt small and quirky, and the evening felt like
little hiccups of somewhat digested visual culture. I sense the potential for
some of these works to be ‘greater’ actual physical experiences on a large
screen, but unfortunately I was left wanting. What does this say about our
culture? It speaks to the incessant mixing of sources that we encounter daily,
to our love of the mundane, and of cats. The evening left me feeling
sentimental about pixels, 16mm film and Youtube videos, and reminded me of how
much of our lives and sense of place are formed by the ephemeral experiences of
moving images, most of them not ‘high culture’. It is a medium that we
all have such personal experiences on own ‘personal’ computers and private
living rooms, that it was a pleasure to see these sources reconfigured and
presented on a public scale, and to get some sense of the gentle humour,
unexpected narratives and calming familiarity of digital culture.
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