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With the Third there will be No End ?

There was 'Fun', and first 'wrecked em', and now summer's almost done.
The Parking Lot's gone, but the cave still on. Chill. Details here.
The map'll get you there.

For the project team FUN, as I read them called at least once, this weekend's party, across the road from PS1, Long Island, NY, will be the summer's last of three raves. The first was held in an empty car sales yard--appropriate in that what is empty can only fill. The night came off with mixed feelings and half-tanks. The guy whose car yard it was had marginally different ideas of what should happen at one of these raves. Also the event had not one but well, two main curator/organizers who evidently missed something in the tally and chalk. You get that with the sniff of oil--sand moves on.
I was sent a photo of what looks like a regular car salesman looking a little confused trying to sprout more arms to get more a grip on things. There wasn't much need. The event was free and happened the same day right after the Scissor Sisters. So what went down was a wind-up with DJ's, a video screening of smashing cars, and small illuminate for those sober-discriminate enough to tell the in-between, the real fill--a bunch of quasi-artworld stuff, personalities, possible scandals, a rock, a road--'altogether' good people, and a good enough ambience that held the rain off.

The second rave went off like a cracker, and was a hanabi event held inside. The video screening was completely reworked--and the vibe was said to be alive.

Everyone likes a teardrop and there's one here to tell. The four, who are the running team, have decided to team up. They're pulling together--funds, throwin’ in a job, and papering in a switch-a-roo institution--all for a loft.

The third-- forever--or another teardrop? Find out. FUN. Wreck. Wreck room. I don't know, what's stop?

Here are the guys involved here and here

manifesto 1.0 text2speech animated doodle c/o standardsofa for wrecked em.

Hottie posted a couple of good links at artforum talkback that are relevant to the 'wreck' connective. Look here and here.

...also from arforum talkback

Faustus

by Milli Vanilli, 08.13.04 05:32 pm

www.nytimes.com/2004/08/13/arts/design/13REVE.html

"One clear tendency is that recreative artists want to create. They want to creep ever closer to the creative center of their arts, making the art that others execute (by acting, directing, conducting). They want control over their own work, but they also, in the Platonic sense, want to move closer to the pure essence of art, the noumena, and escape its distorted outer trappings, or phenomena.

If you think of the arts as a kind of bull's-eye pattern, the center is creation, and the outer rings represent successive degrees of re-creation and enablement. Outside the creators are the performers, and beyond them lie backstage workers of one kind or another, and last are administrators, donors and critics, huddled together on the outermost circle. Those on the outside want to inch in toward the bull's eye.

Quite apart from the need for security, the kind obtained by a good salary or a collegial workplace, success is seductive, and the more successful you are, the more easily are you seduced. Why lock yourself up in some little Alpine cabin (Mahler) when you could be out grabbing glory as a conductor at summer festivals? Why risk failure as a director when you can pull in another $15 million or $20 million, along with points, as the star of yet another mindless action picture (or worse yet, a good one)?"

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<< manifesto 2.0 << manifesto 1.0	With the Third there will be No End ? There was 'Fun', and first 'wrecked em', and now summer's almost done. The Parking Lot's gone, but the cave still on. Chill. Details here. The map'll get you there. For the project team FUN, as I read them called at least once, this weekend's party, across the road from PS1, Long Island, NY, will be the summer's last of three raves. The first was held in an empty car sales yard--appropriate in that what is empty can only fill. The night came off with mixed feelings and half-tanks. The guy whose car yard it was had marginally different ideas of what should happen at one of these raves. Also the event had not one but well, two main curator/organizers who evidently missed something in the tally and chalk. You get that with the sniff of oil--sand moves on. I was sent a photo of what looks like a regular car salesman looking a little confused trying to sprout more arms to get more a grip on things. There wasn't much need. The event was free and happened the same day right after the Scissor Sisters. So what went down was a wind-up with DJ's, a video screening of smashing cars, and small illuminate for those sober-discriminate enough to tell the in-between, the real fill--a bunch of quasi-artworld stuff, personalities, possible scandals, a rock, a road--'altogether' good people, and a good enough ambience that held the rain off. The second rave went off like a cracker, and was a hanabi event held inside. The video screening was completely reworked--and the vibe was said to be alive. Everyone likes a teardrop and there's one here to tell. The four, who are the running team, have decided to team up. They're pulling together--funds, throwin’ in a job, and papering in a switch-a-roo institution--all for a loft. The third-- forever--or another teardrop? Find out. FUN. Wreck. Wreck room. I don't know, what's stop? Here are the guys involved here and here manifesto 1.0 text2speech animated doodle c/o standardsofa for wrecked em. Hottie posted a couple of good links at artforum talkback that are relevant to the 'wreck' connective. Look here and here. ...also from arforum talkback Faustus by Milli Vanilli, 08.13.04 05:32 pm www.nytimes.com/2004/08/13/arts/design/13REVE.html "One clear tendency is that recreative artists want to create. They want to creep ever closer to the creative center of their arts, making the art that others execute (by acting, directing, conducting). They want control over their own work, but they also, in the Platonic sense, want to move closer to the pure essence of art, the noumena, and escape its distorted outer trappings, or phenomena. If you think of the arts as a kind of bull's-eye pattern, the center is creation, and the outer rings represent successive degrees of re-creation and enablement. Outside the creators are the performers, and beyond them lie backstage workers of one kind or another, and last are administrators, donors and critics, huddled together on the outermost circle. Those on the outside want to inch in toward the bull's eye. Quite apart from the need for security, the kind obtained by a good salary or a collegial workplace, success is seductive, and the more successful you are, the more easily are you seduced. Why lock yourself up in some little Alpine cabin (Mahler) when you could be out grabbing glory as a conductor at summer festivals? Why risk failure as a director when you can pull in another $15 million or $20 million, along with points, as the star of yet another mindless action picture (or worse yet, a good one)?"
	+++ contact: 131@brenthallard.com