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retirement

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installation/shed/film-set in the autopsy room of RPI’s West Hall

 

It’s been almost six months since I’ve looked at this site. School, projects and various other goings on have resulted in online rantings and reportings being less of a priority. For the few people who may read this as a way of keeping in touch, this post is a little update of some activities as well as notice that this site, for now, is officially going on sabbatical.a

-new musical project Fall Harbor

-new music from Dark Dark Dark

-beta version of Stories from the Upper Mississippi site (flash needed)

-collaboration on Animalia, an epic interspecies fairytale created by Fall Harbor inhabitant Ryder Cooley.

-upcoming Miss Rockaway installation at Mass Moca

-Finally, in sad news, the block that I live on in Red Hook, Brooklyn, was bought by a developer (really, you should read about him). They’ve given us until June 1st to move out. So, after six years I’m looking for a new home.

Big Rig Jig

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Big Rig Jig is a rumination on power as manifest in the relationship between humankind and nature. We hope to instill thoughts of wonder, fear, instability, nature, and beauty. And we are going to do this by literally cutting up pieces of the oil industry and thrusting them into the air. The sculpture is fashioned from real oil tankers and filled with lush silk plant life, a reminder of the ultimate source of the black gold once transported inside them.Our source objects are fundamental to the world’s oil distribution infrastructure, and are pertinent examples of our culture’s unmatched production of carbon dioxide. By altering these symbolically rich objects, the sculpture is a celebration of humankind’s raw power on earth, a visual metaphor for non-sustainability, and a contemplation of our unique ability to recognize and change our most destructive actions.

Saints (part 4 of 4)

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Knock Knock

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There’s so much to write about. Traveling to the midwest. Visiting the Miss Rockaway Armada. Playing a square dance upstate with folks from the Germantown Community Farm…but I’m sleepy and busy learning Spanish, sewing, mulling over the decision to move to Troy, NY for the next two years, and thinking about doors. Yes. Doors.

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Yesterday after a nice afternoon with some friends, the light in my neighborhood was as it usually is around 6pm in the summertime: golden, shimmery, and kind of magical really. As I’m feeling particularly attached to Red Hook right now– partly because it seems like the sale of our block (to someone other than us) is imminent and partly because I may be here rather infrequently if I move to Troy– it seemed like a nice thing to ride around and take some pictures.

I took some photos of the lovely Ikea construction site. Some weeds. Some nice old buildings. And then I saw this door. The one up above. Then I thought that I should take photos of ALL the doors in my neighborhood, block by block. I don’t know how far I’ll get with it, but there’s something about the doors– beautiful ivy covered, rusty chained abandoned doors; newly constructed gawdy condo doors; and old beaten doors that still get a lot of use from the same people who’ve been using them for decades– that says a lot about the changing character of the neighborhood.

Here’s the first batch covering the two block stretch of Van Dyke Street between Otsego and Richards (it’s missing 2 doors right now…soon to come). CLICK.

Men of G-d

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On top of the world.

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Back.

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Back in New York. For now. The Realizing the Impossible Tour was super fun. Every night we stopped in a different town and played at the local infoshop/radicalbookstore/free school/community space– in places like Portland, Montpelier, and Wilamantic Connecticut. We swam in the ocean, muddy rivers, creeks, and a deep, icy cold river gorge with a covered bridge. We ate tahini/kale sandwiches. 13 shows in row without a day off was a lot, and I’m glad to be home.

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Realizing the Impossible / Dark Dark Dark Tour

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Realizing the Impossible: Art Against Authority Book Tour & Multi-media Event!

Just published on AK Press, Art Against Authority (edited by Josh MacPhee & Erik Reuland) is 300 plus page collection of writing and images investigating the instersections of art and anarchism.

The authors will discuss the book and present documentation of creative art actions from around the world.

Dark Dark Dark will play their music to melt your longing heart.

Dara Greenwald will make you laugh and cry with her revolving and evolving collection of short videos.

Who we are:

Josh MacPhee is an artist, curator and activist whose work often revolves around themes of radical politics, privatization and public space. His first book was Stencil Pirates: A Global Survey of the Street Stencil (Soft Skull Press, 2004). He also organizes the Celebrate People’s History Poster Series and is part of Justseeds Visual Resistance Radical Art Cooperative.

Erik Reuland (AKA Erik Ruin) is a Minneapolis-based, Michigan-raised puppeteer, printmaker, and erratic editor of Trouble In Mind, a zine about the intersection of art, everyday life, and radical politics. He works/has worked with several art collectives, including UpsidedownCulture, Street Art Workers, Prison Poster Project, Barebones Productions, and Justseeds.

Dark Dark Dark is a group of musicians informed by the mountains, plains, seas, and cities in a tradition of exiled wanderers. City Pages of Minneapolis calls it “a gently spooky American folk with eastern European exoticism.”

Dara Greenwald makes short videos that capture the interesting and strange sides of life, subculture, and the bizarre inner workings of her brain. New site coming soon.

Tour Schedule:

Date

City

Venue

Address

Start Time

5/26

Albany

Ironweed/Free School

8 Elm Street, Albany, NY

 

8 pm

 

5/27

Boston

Lucy Parsons

549 Columbus Avenue, Boston, Massachusetts

3pm

5/28

Portland

People’s Free Space

144 Cumberland Ave. Portland, Maine

 

7 pm

5/29

Montpelier

Black Sheep

Langdon Street Café 4 Langdon St. Montpelier, VT

 

7 pm

5/30

Amherst

Food For Thought

106 N.Pleasant Street Amherst, MA

 

7 pm

5/31

Providence

Building 16

39 Manton Ave. Olneyville

 

8:30 pm

6/1

Brooklyn

AdHoc Arts

49 Bogart Street, Buzzer 22, Unit 1G, Brooklyn

6:30 pm

6/2

New York
(music only show)

ABC No Rio

wi/ Why Are We Building Such a Big Ship?

 

156 Rivington Street, NY, NY

3pm

6/3

DC

Brian Mackenzie Infoshop

1426 9th St. NW (btw O & P St) Washington, DC

6 pm

6/4

Baltimore

Red Emmas

800 St. Paul St. Baltimore, MD 21202; (410) 230-0450

Call for time

6/5

Philly

Temple Gallery

259 N. Third St., Old City

7 pm

6/6

Connecticut

Wrench in The Works

861 Main Street Willimantic, CT

7 pm

In between

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The bus was long and painful and beautiful. I met some amazing people and got very little sleep. I don’t have much time in front of a computer to write anything coherent. Here are a few photos. in Pittsburgh, PA, Amarillo, TX, Joplin, MO, and Harrisburg, PA. More soon.

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ON THE BUS (an open call for stories about riding the greyhound)

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Next week I’m taking a Greyhound bus 3.5 days from New York to Seattle. These days it’s cheaper and faster to fly (although Greyhound tickets are still possible to forge, I think). I’m taking this trip because I want to make a film about a cross-country bus ride. These 3000 miles are a kind of research for the film– a way to ‘find’ the story.

I’m fascinated by the intersections of people and the temporary intimacy and how utterly American the bus is in a non-Patriot Act, non-flag-waving kind of way. On the bus that it becomes very apparent who is fighting the United States’ wars, who is being criminalized, incarcerated, institutionalized. It’s on the bus that I’ve met Vietnam vets, fresh faced army-recruits en route to basic training, and folks just out of prison– as well as retired bureaucrats, English teachers, and entire families on their way to weddings and funerals. It’s on the bus that I’ve divulged secrets about myself that almost no one else knows– and it’s on the bus that I’ve listened to the most intimate confessions of strangers whom I’ll never meet again.

Of course, I know it’s not all romantic and gushy like I’ve just described. It’s uncomfortable and stinky and boring and people are annoying and loud and the only hot food around is Arby’s and McDonalds…and sometimes you just don’t want to talk to your neighbor or they don’t want to talk to you, so you both just watch the landscape of the interstate roll by or stand awkwardly under the florescent lights of a rest stop stop in Elk City, Oklahoma smoking cigarettes at 3:00 A.M.. But I think that’s part of it too.

Everyone I talk to about this film project gets excited to share their own amazing story about riding the bus. It’s pretty universal. So, I’m making a zine of these stories. And I’d love yours to be part of it.

The only requirement is that your story be about an experience you had riding a Greyhound bus (or some other U.S./Canada-based bus line).

Write about the time you had to wait in the station for 13 hours. What about the time someone got drunk and belligerent in the back seats and the driver tried, unsuccessfully, to throw them off? The 8-hour love affair you had on the way to Cleveland? Or when you woke up as the sun was rising over the Rocky Mountains and your neighbor, the soft-spoken 70-year old train conductor, was leaned gently up against you, still asleep. Or write about the boredom, or the time you scammed your way across the country with a fake ticket. Anything related goes. Please forward this email to others who have stories to tell.

I’m also looking for art and illustrations that are on topic.

Please let me know if you’re interested and email (or mail) all stories / art to me by April 16th. I’m going to be compiling and laying out that following week.

toddchandler [at] gmail.com
Todd Chandler
17 Dikeman Street
Brooklyn, NY 11231

Thanks. Happy trails.

XO


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