I cycle for two

But I guess Hanna counts as a half. so, one and a half. Anyway it's fun having someone to talk to whilst casually cycling uphill.

I fell in love with Marclay's instruments and record collages (poles and necks) and objets today. I haven't encountered an artist with such an acutely well-informed sense of both humour and pop-culture warmth in a while.



The Beatles, 1989. A Beatles collected works tape crocheted.

Quote of the Day -
"Why do you take photographs of the upper class?"
"Because I am upper class."
"Is that the only reason?"
"Yes."
Tina Barney v French interviewer. She used to ski all day, but then realised that there was 'nothing to wake up for in the morning'. Her consistent documentation of privileged society, spurred on by the notion that the American Family was 'disappearing', is pretty impressive and consuming. If only for the extreme attention to detail these people apply to their matching garments and living spaces. Actually no I think that any opportunity for Parr-guilt-less voyeurism is great. And the sight of a Jenny Holzer piece in a luxurious Parisian apartment was a chuckle.

Yeah, I went to the Barbican.

A Cyborg called Rokeby

I heard a cyborg speak today, about music in inner and outer space, and modes of cognition. He believed that sound is the origin of all creation, and has electro studs connected to his frontal lobe cortex, which then feeds his brain waves into a computer. And something on his finger I didn't quite understand. Which is all art and all documented on a headache-inducing, undulating functioning super sci-fi site.

His personalised facts about science only just catching on to Eastern philosophy and mysticism's ideas irritated the Radio Astronomer in the house, Gavin. Gavin, an earnest sell-out, (more about that later) interprets noise emitted from planets and solar systems through decoding radio spectral cubes; data collected from large dishes in a place like Stoke (or some other place worthy enough of self-deprecating comments). He also introduced the idea of the pulsar to my imagination. These pulsating stars are the size of the Earth, with all the energy of the sun, and can sometimes spin 440 times a second (thus producing the tone of an A note) Wow. He ended his talk with a sound piece incorporating piano, vocal and string parts, alongside manipulated planet-sounds. Which kind of defeated the point.

Apparently our mind can hold 7 (+/- 2) things at any one time, and flip between them. At the moment mine are: typing-terror danjah-10 am-marclay-sleep-

Quote of the Day "The iPod is like having the auditory world in the palm of your hand." - Dr. Michael Bull, a Grateful Dead fan