Saturday 12 July 2008
direct perception
We experimented with walks, activating diffrent channels of perceiving and observed how our experience of reality and surrounding changes.
We took walks around the same block, focusing on registering different impulses : those of memory, those of information and those of direct perception.
We were surprised by the power of trying to stay in direct perception- a state of mind, that
would allow as much sensory information to enter our minds unfiltered as possible, trying to transcend concepts and memory right in the moment of perceiving. Thus emptying us from preconceived concepts and knowledge.
Walks around the block, in this state of mind, brought us imedietly to a place, we have not been before. As we continued walking, the well known neighborhood kept emerging and surprise us. Each one of us in a different and very personnel way.
How simple and powerful to just tune yourself and walk as a base to engage in a city, I thought.
We took walks around the same block, focusing on registering different impulses : those of memory, those of information and those of direct perception.
We were surprised by the power of trying to stay in direct perception- a state of mind, that
would allow as much sensory information to enter our minds unfiltered as possible, trying to transcend concepts and memory right in the moment of perceiving. Thus emptying us from preconceived concepts and knowledge.
Walks around the block, in this state of mind, brought us imedietly to a place, we have not been before. As we continued walking, the well known neighborhood kept emerging and surprise us. Each one of us in a different and very personnel way.
How simple and powerful to just tune yourself and walk as a base to engage in a city, I thought.
location , satellites, gps
A week of fumbling through the mist of finding out about sensors, gps, software in mobile phones, hidden electronic and data information in a city.
that a GPS, which is a device that locates you in space and time with the help of satellites , can get you really lost. They tell you that you move at a speed of 50 km as you are standing still at a street corner. Satellites are not always sure where you are and make your position bounce rapidly back and forth as signals reflect in a city.
that a GPS needs some time to wake up after it was out of signal, first than it will relocate you.
that "dead"satellites may cover the sky and not allow signals to go through, thus blocking the sky.These satellites are a kind of waste, that nobody knows what to do with.
Wednesday 2 July 2008
the presence project- a research at stanford university
visit their webpage! click above or http://presence.stanford.edu:3455/Collaboratory/493
they write:
" Amongst others , our questions are:
What is the relationship between presence and absence?
Is presence synonymous with 'being in the moment'?
Can technology document presence?
Can technology produce presence?
What are the signifiers of presence?
Is there a relationship between presence and awareness? presence and consciousness?
What is co-presence?
Can presence be traced?
What is correlational presence?
Does presence imply distance - non presence?
What is the relationship between presence and aura?
Is presence a form of immersion?
What is a 'break in presence'?
they write:
" Amongst others , our questions are:
What is the relationship between presence and absence?
Is presence synonymous with 'being in the moment'?
Can technology document presence?
Can technology produce presence?
What are the signifiers of presence?
Is there a relationship between presence and awareness? presence and consciousness?
What is co-presence?
Can presence be traced?
What is correlational presence?
Does presence imply distance - non presence?
What is the relationship between presence and aura?
Is presence a form of immersion?
What is a 'break in presence'?
where to rest in this city?
or sleep?
....he layed down right in the middle of a square, that usually is used as a football field right in the middle of a busy area in town. There was no one right now, but him.
....he layed down right in the middle of a square, that usually is used as a football field right in the middle of a busy area in town. There was no one right now, but him.
if you were
1year old
or 2 years old
or 3 years old
or 5 years old
or 37 years old
or 55 years old
or 87 years old
whom would you want to meet?
what would you do? or not do? or perhaps do?
or 2 years old
or 3 years old
or 5 years old
or 37 years old
or 55 years old
or 87 years old
whom would you want to meet?
what would you do? or not do? or perhaps do?
where would aliens land in this city ?
and what would they do ? and what would they enjoy? and what would surprise them? and whom would they enjoy to meet? and what would they say? and what would they do? what would we call it, the things they do? would we do them together? would you join in?
...about to start
about to start a two week excursion on Nørrebro and Ørested....lots of questions and thanks god not answers, yet. mette, the leader of the library at nørrebro, lends us her office as meeting space- thank you mette for so much openess, trust, and uncomplicated agreements!
i took a bike ride this afternoon in the area, people, people, people, out on playgrounds, benches, bike tracks , and many hidden behind open windows with curtains flattering out in summer heat. a block for pensionists, a center for " advice for young people", another block where mostly immigrant families live. people in blocks of houses.
one of the librarians telling me about her activity where she goes out and visits people that just got a baby and offers story telling and books right from the birth up to the children are about 9 years old. she also told me that many people do very rarely leave this area, and going downtown is a seldom experience for many.
i turn down a small path. end up on a bridge , S-trains passing and a view into an wide open landscape, green long grass, violet flowers swaying in warm summer the air.
is there anybody home ?
taking another turn, somebody waiting nervously for an elevator, somebody piing on a house wall, a couple of teenagers spraying graffity, a couple of elders drinking beer and discussing loudly, others watching them, others pass buy, their chaw-bones tense and shivering slightly.
the people in the midst of a square surrounded by heavy trafficked streets, buses, cars, bikes, and a train line just beside, squeezed on a little square with flower pots and sipping cafe latte or coke or , there bodies stretched out on small chairs, apparently relaxed.
biking quicker, things coming towards me, pass by , fly by, path gradually through my body as one big mass. form of material, starting points and ends are dissolving into one fluid mass .
and i think of places and things, where things shift form more quickly than on this earth. and and what and where they are on this earth.
hello!
i took a bike ride this afternoon in the area, people, people, people, out on playgrounds, benches, bike tracks , and many hidden behind open windows with curtains flattering out in summer heat. a block for pensionists, a center for " advice for young people", another block where mostly immigrant families live. people in blocks of houses.
one of the librarians telling me about her activity where she goes out and visits people that just got a baby and offers story telling and books right from the birth up to the children are about 9 years old. she also told me that many people do very rarely leave this area, and going downtown is a seldom experience for many.
i turn down a small path. end up on a bridge , S-trains passing and a view into an wide open landscape, green long grass, violet flowers swaying in warm summer the air.
is there anybody home ?
taking another turn, somebody waiting nervously for an elevator, somebody piing on a house wall, a couple of teenagers spraying graffity, a couple of elders drinking beer and discussing loudly, others watching them, others pass buy, their chaw-bones tense and shivering slightly.
the people in the midst of a square surrounded by heavy trafficked streets, buses, cars, bikes, and a train line just beside, squeezed on a little square with flower pots and sipping cafe latte or coke or , there bodies stretched out on small chairs, apparently relaxed.
biking quicker, things coming towards me, pass by , fly by, path gradually through my body as one big mass. form of material, starting points and ends are dissolving into one fluid mass .
and i think of places and things, where things shift form more quickly than on this earth. and and what and where they are on this earth.
hello!
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