self-painting painting; high-speed contemplative

hypothete_rotor_43_capture

GIF capture of a web page by Hypothete (Duncan Alexander). Unlike this GIF's limited palette--I cut it off at 44 KB--Alexander's "painting" keeps obliterating itself with various color combos ad infinitum.

Once again, Microsoft's inferior IE browser doesn't know what to do with the code on such pages. Its version of this one suggests an escape artist at Jack in the Box.

Unauthorized LeWitt Performances

If you dislike Sol LeWitt's late wall work--and who doesn't?--you might enjoy this series of Performances In Front of Sol LeWitt, posted by Michael Manning on the Too Much Concept blog.

Actually, am not sure what Manning thinks of the works but this is certainly more life than has happened around a Sol LeWitt in years, perhaps ever, by someone who wasn't an assistant or museum employee.

Some thoughts from my old blog written shortly after LeWitt's death.

refrigerator monster

bebop_blob_enlarged

Am still finding GIFs I posted years ago that I was relying on HTML dimensions to enlarge, which became unfeasible when browsers all adopted the Safari model of making edges look as soft as a baby's skin (so you are protected from "jaggies" that might upset your web surfing mood). Am remaking them one at a time to look as they originally did on most browsers.

This one was made from individual frames captured from a popular anime series. It took forever. (Making GIFs used to be a struggle.)

"Memory Drum Solo"

"Memory Drum Solo" [mp3 removed]

Continuing a series where a long sequencer "session" is chopped down to segments a few bars in length and the bars are rearranged. To some extent this expresses my irritation with all the long-winded sequencer jams you can find on YouTube where people show off their gear. My own boredom determines where cuts are made and segments placed. One could argue that I need to be a lot more bored but that would be cruel.

This is all done with software in any case. Some filtering near the middle reminds me of one of my Hammond B-3 gods from the '70s who shall remain nameless.