I’ve written more about the conceptual origins of Cave of Sounds (now 10 years on!) in my newsletter:
“... music as a playground to explore the possible social relationships between people, free from the consequences of literal reality. We shout, harmonise, clash, resonate, shout, sit quietly, dance, flirt, show off, lead, follow. The whole gamut of interpersonal dynamics is there.
... in this space, creating and hacking technology is a musical act in itself. So what happens if we create the instruments together? Like how we improvise together in a jam, except with the instrument-building bit.”
10 years ago we began collectively hacking new musical instruments to create an unusual ensemble that is exclusively played by its audience.
Next week, Cave of Sounds is opening at Milan’s Museum of Science and Technology where it will exhibit for one year!
Desensitizing to the Endless Soma Bliss of Optimised Art:
"Craft and beauty are important, of course. But they are like the telephone. If there's no one on the other end, it's just an inanimate object."
Latest newsletter -> https://www.timmb.com/desensitizing-to-the-endless-soma-bliss-of-optimised-art/
"As an artist, what I'm searching for can often be things that we don't yet have the shared concepts to articulate. John Higgs describes this as like being a fisherman in the collective unconscious. You have to let your feelings to guide you. But feelings can lead you astray, particularly once the enthusiasm that ignited a project runs out and it turns into a grind. It's tempting to let go of the fishing rod and throw out a new one."
Excerpt from June's newsletter, which also includes a new audio-visual animation "What seem'd corporal melted as breath into the wind"
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New generative artwork, "a Heaven in a Wild Flower"
The title is from William Blake's Auguries of Innocence:
"To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
A Robin Red breast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage
A Dove house filld with Doves & Pigeons
Shudders Hell thr' all its regions
A dog starvd at his Masters Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State
A Horse misusd upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fibre from the Brain does tear
A Skylark wounded in the wing
A Cherubim does cease to sing..."
(too big for the character limit but worth reading the whole way through: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43650/auguries-of-innocence)
Just put my February newsletter out:
Making the Mandelbrot breathe.
NFT as busking, how it felt to sell my first NFT artwork.
And, thoughts on the significance of introducing scarcity to shape a more intimate relationship with the infinitely abundant variations of generative art.
Prototype of a new work drawing on the intutions of the body to navigate the tangles of the latent space. Title tbc - I'm running with Latent Voyage at the moment but let's see...
More detail about the project at https://timmb.com/navigating-a-hallucinating-ai-with-the-intuitions-of-the-body/
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