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483 Lines - Second Edition

Updated installation from Kimchi and Chips is made of several long parallel strings, with light projected to create mesmerizing patterns:

Two scenes of kevlar rope face one another tensioned to 5000kg. The audience is presented with highly parallel lines which contrast the darker space, building panoramic moire patterns. Video projection is used to address each line with digital pixels, activating visual matter within the volume of string.

This second edition of the 483 Lines was commissioned by the ACT Festival, Gwangju 2015, continuing to celebrate and interpret the non-constructive aspects of the NTSC television format.

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Storm clouds from above at #sunset.

February 27, 2016.

Credit: NASA Astronaut Tim Kopra’s Twitter Account

2016년 2월 18일, 17시 22분의 달. 오늘은 달의 81%가 차있는 날이고, 월령은 9.9입니다. #moon #sometimesmoon

조금 전에 본 달은 이랬습니다. 제가 있는 곳은 구름이 아주 옅게 차있는데요, 뜨문뜨문 달이 보이긴 하는데 구름 때문인지 잘 담기진 않네요. 뭐, 어떻게든 담아봤습니다. 달은 높이 떠오르고 있고, 점점 차오르고 있습니다. 

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Frostige Wälder

by @noirerora

Unrequited Love

You come and go on your own schedule, Forsaking me, And I am forlorn and scorched. Those allowed into your life Are unworthy, Those who claim to love you and yet Trample upon your being, Those who gloat and shout their pride To their competitors who are crimson with Fury and envy. In your beautiful anger, you return to me And tug upon my world with your faint And dainty grip, but each time, It is with half of yourself hidden away. I am at a complex misunderstanding as to why You blanket yourself in a shroud, But I implore you to realize that It is I who loves your many birthmarks. You were born of us and this place in a Moment wholly primordial, so why must This endeavor of our love be a battle Of mystery? You bathe me in your pale glow, And I feel that I can reach the clouds When you are near.

Slime Molds ( Myxomycetes)

Alexander Wide photographer

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