RAVIV GANCHROW – IMAGING FATE
soundSTILL HERE II
installationsoundTYMPANIC TETHER
installationsoundRAINBOW STUMPS
islandperformance & writingsoundSLOW RISING WHITE SALES
performance & writingRE-INVITED DEAD FOLKS
performance & writingFRONT OF HEAD VOID
performance & writingWE ARE SMALL
performance & writing3102
islandperformance & writingTWO THOUSAND THIRTEEN – GO NEW ENCOUNTERS
islandCLOWNING IN THE NEW YEAR
installationislandMANN-LY PURSUITS
islandSANTO-GYPSIES
islandperformance & writingHALLOWEEN NEXT – MIDNIGHT DECOMPOSURE
installationislandTURNING RADIUS OF OUTER WINGTIP
islandperformance & writingMANIFESTO-ING
islandperformance & writingLONDON IS EMPTY, BUT HAS AMAZING CAB DRIVERS
installationislandperformance & writingMANIFESTO FOR MANIFESTOS IN CRISIS
islandCARL WEBER ARRIVES ON SANTORINI
islandJULY 18TH 2012
islandKYIV DIARY – DAY LAST
installationislandperformance & writingKYIV DIARY – DAY 2
installationislandperformance & writingISLANDS’ UNDERSIDES
islandperformance & writingNEW BLOOD GREEK CINEMA
installationislandINTERN’S DIARY – JUNE 26TH
islandperformance & writingINTERN’S DIARY – JUNE 25TH
installationislandperformance & writingINTERN’S DIARY – JUNE 24TH
islandperformance & writingINTERN’S DIARY – JUNE 23RD
islandperformance & writingSandwich Gallery
bg-color-14installationCarl Weber
archivebg-color-13videoCurtis Tamm
bg-color-12installationThomas Myernick
bg-color-12installationMegan Dominescu
bg-color-11textile artIntern’s diary – June 22nd
islandperformance & writingPraire, tights factory, screen
islandIsland-Ports
islandResidency start!
islandKyiv Diary – Day 1 May 22
installationislandperformance & writingClaire Bishop and our literal speed
islandtalkAmbient Santorini
installationislandFictive pursuits
islandperformance & writingThe long braid, the balcony, the arrow
islandperformance & writingPseudophotography
photographyTragic historiography
islandperformance & writingSign competition
installationislandperformance & writingsoundThe copyist
installationislandperformance & writingsoundA house with a view
installationperformance & writingsoundRadio Free Santorini + Aural Lighthouses
bg-color-5installationperformanceradiosoundtalkNew Blood Greek Cinema
bg-color-4videoPachinko Playalong + new Fello works
bg-color-3installationlive performancesoundvideoNina Fischer & Maroan El Sani
bg-color-2installationOrder of the Third Bird
bg-color-1performancevideoNika Neelova
bg-color-6performancesoundtalktextvideoLeon Pozniakow
bg-color-7installationTrajal Harrell – Sister or He Buried the Body
artbg-color-8performanceRaphael Hefti
bg-color-9installationINTERN’S DIARY – JUNE 23RD
9:15 – Costas arrives on Santorini with all of his video equipment.
11:30 – We leave to meet with Barba Theodosis.
12:00 – The entire party is present at Natassa cafe, including Theodosis, with whom a chat is had.
12:30 – Photos are taken and an interview is had with Theodosis in his home.
1:00 – The group departs in search of nourishment.
2:00 – Discussions concerning short film commence.
2:30 – Lunch is served; much fish is consumed. Simultaneously, Ileana organizes the catering and buys infinite newspapers.
7:25 – We set out on a long journey across half of Santorini.
8:50 – Pickup is done by Dinos and Argyris.
9:30 – Wasted Youth is shown to some wasted youth.
11:00 – Margaritas and burritos on the roof prove a delicious combination.
12:15 – L’Aventura becomes an object of study for the volcano day to come.
12:30 – The exhausted team falls into sleep.
Ana: The seeming inertness of this day is but a front – we are making arrangements with the right people, planning expeditions, and hoping that our preparations will yield results as perfect as predicted. It is not without its broad divisions of time, however – waiting under lemon trees, hunting for film clips, choosing carefully between staircases. All the covert work being done behind the veneer of relaxation is some of the most important for the events to come, as the caterer is starting to get it and the team has reason to be excited for its film remake the next day.
None of this is to say that there was no slab of time left for amusement, which was pounded into reddish dust on our shoes in the sunlight on the cliff. If you thought driving on the island was nerve-wracking, you have obviously never experienced the nervous beauty of walking it. Darkly bright orange blooming from the rocks grows only towards the sunset, and I should not be surprised to see so many cacti, but I am. There are only so many potential tumbles one can avoid in inadequate walking shoes, however, and so the success of the rooftop film screening is easily enjoyed by those who have finally found a place to rest their legs.
