There is nothing as mysterious as a fact clearly described.
Interesting Opportunity to put your work in MOMA.
- Apr 012013
- Call for Submissions:
- Make a One-Minute Abstract Video for MoMA's PopRally
- POSTED BY: PopRally MoMA | Wed Mar 13th, 2013 10:06 a.m.
- LOCATION: The Museum of Modern Art
- 0 PopRally Presents ABSTRACT CURRENTS
- AN INTERACTIVE VIDEO EVENT SUNDAY, APRIL 7, 2013
- 8: 00 P.M.–11:00 P.M.
- MoMA CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS! In conjunction with the exhibitions Inventing Abstraction, 1910–1925 and Abstract Generation: Now in Print, PopRally invites you to channel your own ideas of the abstract through video! Create a one-minute video exploring abstract forms of any kind, then follow the directions below to upload it to our dedicated Vimeo group. Use a camera, use your phone, or use an app. The videos will be played on various screens and projections in MoMA's lobby and on the Marron Atrium walls during a special party on Sunday, April 7. Dream Pop queen Tamaryn will DJ the event, providing a hypnotic soundtrack to the collectively built abstract videoscape. To submit your video and have it shown at the event: -Sign in to your Vimeo account or create a new account at vimeo.com. You must comply with the Vimeo Terms of Service. -Go to the event group page at vimeo.com/groups/PopRallyAbstract and join! -Go to "Upload a Video." For help with uploading, please visit the Vimeo Helpcenter. -Add your video to the "PopRallyAbstract" group.
- The deadline for submissions is Monday, April 1
Dwelling on negative events can increase levels of inflammation in the body, a new Ohio University study finds. Researchers discovered that when study participants were asked to ruminate on a stressful incident, their levels of C-reactive protein, a marker of tissue inflammation, rose. The study is the first time to directly measure this effect in the body.
Unease, anxiety, tension, stress, worry—all forms of fear—are caused by too much future, and not enough presence. Guilt, regret, resentment, grievances, sadness, bitterness, and all forms of non-forgiveness are caused by too much past, and not enough presence.
Each time I’m asked to tell about myself, I find myself starting the same way: “My name is Kelsey and I’m nineteen..”
but what I’d really like to say is:
“My name means island of the ships but once
I found a translation that said I’m a burning shipwreck-
not a burning ship but a ship that has caught fire
after the wreckage and well, I’d say that’s more fitting.”
I’ve learned that people don’t have time for about me’s.
They need two things: a name and an indication you’re someone special.
The doctors, they want facts not details.
“I broke my leg when I was three, it’s a funny story actually-“
The right or the left?
The teachers, they want interests, hobbies.
You’re sad, yes, but what do you like to do?
The adults are a spew of questions.
What school do you go to? What classes are you taking?
What do you plan on becoming? Got a boyfriend?
People my own age are the worst.
“I’m planning on an English degree with a concentration in creative writing.”
Yeah, aren’t we all. So how many times have you, you know,
I’m pulled apart, my interests travelling highway 2
my goals at a stop light at traffic hour,
my medical history on a billboard for the world to see.
But what about me?
Where’s the chance to say,
“I hang on to fistfuls of poetry like loose change in my pockets,
and I keep waiting for the day that the world turns upside down
so I can swim with the stars.
I’m not afraid of darkness, it’s a loneliness I can empathize with it.
It’s the blackholes like cigarette burns inside of me that get troublesome.
I walk through graveyards and read the dashes between years,
each a story I’ll never know. Sometimes I create my own.”
No wonder none of us know who we are anymore.