Interruptions Videos; Rusaila Bazlamit [Techno Me : Me Reflect انا اعكس]

In this piece, the artist was looking at surfaces and media where the camera will be seeing itself.
This piece is part of [Techno Me] exhibition done by Rusaila Bazlamit, Makan, March, 2009

“Love Died” on a Wall in Amman!

Written by Khaled Sedki for WAW Al Balad
To be released in WAW’s Issue/8.

And wall said: Khaled, love died!

A wall once told me, as I walked by it, that love died; “Khaled, mat al-hob!”
It knew my name, so I guess it was addressing me personally.
Walls usually tell us a lot of stuff; to vote for the wrong people, to buy things we don’t need or to rent apartments. Some walls gossip about who loves who ‘forever’, what sports-club the kids of the neighborhood are fans of, or simply threatens anyone who attempts to ‘piss’ next to them.
But this wall specifically wanted to let me know that “love is dead”, as if it was a sequel to Nietzsche’s old announcement, yet the latter at least bothered to offer an explanation!
I looked around the wall, even the other side of the wall and all the walls of the neighborhood to find any further details on how, when or why love has died. Whether it was murdered, or simply died of cancer or perhaps aids! But that’s all there is! None of the kids around the area have seen the dying love, or heard about its tragic death, but they all believe it is dead, and none of them seemed to be bothered by that ‘fact’.

Walls talk to us; with our words- I prefer graffiti-sprayed walls to neat bourgeoisie-guarding fences.
Words on the walls are like riddles, solving them is decoding a culture through its own spontaneous, irrational and collective means of expression and reproduction of its self, its values and its symbols.
So try reading walls, writing or even commenting on them! True you can’t post links, videos or pictures on city walls like you do on Facebook walls, but these walls are not virtual, they’re not limited to ‘friends’ and at least they don’t feature Google ads!

Walls are urban canvases that bare our traces, whether carved, designed or built; they are a way of urban communication found by cave-men and lost for the polished image of sexy tourism.
Words spoken on a wall are there to stay, even if painted over; they remain in a wall’s memory, layers of brick, concrete, words and paint. Hammurabi’s codes, anarchist propaganda, Pharaoh’s history and Greek wisdom were all written on walls, and if love truly died, then you first read it on a wall in Amman.

Interruptions Videos; Rusaila Bazlamit [Techno Me: Me Paint]

[Me Paint] is an experimentation with how can we use the digital signal… to paint.
Using the basic old trick of making the camera signal feeds itself back into a projection machine. In this case a laptop screen… the rest is done by chance…
This video is part of an art project titled [Techno Me]

Done by Rusaila Bazlamit at Makan in March 2009
Music by Tareq Abu-Rahma

1417 Candles

Check out this link then please share it…
Feel free if you have any comments.

http://aslittledesign.wordpress.com/2009/07/03/1417-candles/

Art + Interruption

This is my first time with a blog, so it might seem for me a if I’m sending an email or something, excuse my ignorance..
I will start with the idea of Art and Interruption and why is art always an alternative in our visual culture?

ACT- FACT- ART

Usually when I walk down the streets, it’s always an urge for me to look for the element/object/act of interruption that translates the narratives in the city… it could be a simple piece of burnt newspaper, or the remains of the tree we found clutching into the fence rail… or that mysterious room we discovered frozen in time down Al Salt street..

But in our previous 6:00 am walk, while I was trying to find these interrupters, Rula and I could not help but notice that these moments are finding use, the idea that came to my mind is that maybe we should frame these street interruptions … and create an ART that introduces a FACT and is determined by the ACT of the public, where the public are the actors/spectators of that street ArtAct .

I am just thinking out loud… doing these installations in different settings of Amman, and document peoples reactions to these interruptions. To sum up, the idea is to create an interface surface of expression between the people and the city through public street art.

I’ve got some ideas for places I’d like to experiment with, and some ideas for the way we would present it in Interruptions…
any feedback:)

Should I write something in the end, no Regards, no Thanks, nothing???

Dina