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Archive Fever

Holly Eskew

PUMPING BLOOD!” (Alternate Title: “#Bb 0|1“):
“Writing the Body, in body and language both, to understand where art and life are different and sometimes just the same . . . performance for an autobiographical narrative and all those connected by a moment.”

#Bb 0|1
watch video (full length): PUMPING BLOOD!

watch video (clip): PUMPING BLOOD!

PUMPING BLOOD!

"#Bb 0|1"

Writing the Body

Your Host: Holly Eskew

Host’s Message:
Concept for the Archive Fever performance is somewhat bricoleur — it involves assembling fragments of identities and personal histories from the women who performed at UAG during 80’s (pre-internet era) and then staging a performance for an autobiographical narrative based on the women’s collective archival documents. The idea is to let script become a way to look back collectively and examine women’s art from 80’s, (when home video cameras happened & time prior to electronic media explosion 90’s/internet). My aim is to recover a narrative on textual boundaries and find UAG women artists who’s contributions either blurred the boundaries between “private” and“‘public” spheres or constructed art as a site of resistance.

Think narrative as the diary of an artist who told all the old stories used to inscribe a socially constructed autobiographical script. Text includes my personal experience from the pre-internet era, as well as multimedia text and videos appropriate for adapting narratives along the way ~ pointing to women who draw on personal archives and autobiographical narratives in a collective memory and to those political transformation in later years.

When: March 4th, 2011, 7:30pm
What: PUMPING BLOOD!Archive Fever
Where: UCSD University Art Gallery

Archive Fever (event) | curated by: Ricardo Dominguez & Jenn Moreno

Links:
Uag Ucsd

Archive Fever

Un_speakable

January 2009, Un_speakable | gallery exhibition at UCSD‘s Annex Gallery

Created installation for evidence of December 2008 UAG performance:
*Something Is Happening ~ un_speakable:
5 phrase events

*Five “un_speakable” gestures that echo indeterminate words, gaps and bodies that we constructed collectively as phrase events ~ all that happens between signs and skins by verbals,  Autumn HaysPinar YorganciogluHelaine Gawlica, Holly Eskew and Ricardo Dominguez.

.“The phrase event remains indeterminate.”
Jean-François Lyotard

Something Is Happening (event) | curated by Jordan Crandal

Announcement(s):
visarts.ucsd.edu/​something-happening/​
visarts.ucsd.edu/​something-happening/​?p=235

Research Note:
http://www.flickr.com/groups/something-happening/pool/

Sociologyatwork.org
(photo credit)

高 艺 ~ Gao Yi

Chinese Calligraphy | ucsd

My Chinese name was given to me by Professor Huai Li ~ she said my first name means "high” or “shooting high” and my last name means “art” or “skill."

Chinese Calligraphy | ucsd

Chinese Calligraphy | final project

Follow project: 高 艺 ~ Gao Yi

Full Moon Poets

Full Moon Poets

About the Poetry Slam in Encinitas:

Last night was a total blast! This was my first time being in a Poetry Slam and WOW how exciting!! I knew I was in for a ride after they gathered all the poets together prior to the show and most everyone already knew one another by name. One of the guys that ran the event walked up to a group of people standing next to me and said, “Oh, three of my favorite poets are right here” and they all laughed. One of the contestants was a four-time winner. This year he got 2nd place.

What surprised me most was discovering that we have some ‘known’ poets in our community. Everyone was good last night, but some were simply AMAZING! Hence, the competition was steep. I didn’t make it past the first round, but I was just honored to have been up there amongst such talented individuals! It went from 20 poets to 8, then down to 4, and finally the winner.

One of my favorites was this 90 year old woman who was known by the entire crowd on a first name basis. She made it through to round two. Her second poem began by speaking of this man she had just met and started getting intimate with; it was pretty typical stuff until the end . . . after he’d unzipped her dress and all that. She ended the poem by saying:

“I know how he likes his Fuck, but I wonder how he likes his eggs!”

This was quite shocking to hear from such an old woman and that’s what made it hysterical. Classic moment!! The event was filmed on my ipod, so once I get it into FinalCut I will post on my Performance Art Wall.