flower marie lunn - installation

Ceiling growth

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 03:19:48 UTC

Post-everything homage to Robert Irwin

felt infesting ceiling detail

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 03:04:24 UTC

technogenisis

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

Curling up in indeterminate space

insect and forest noises - video projection on mosquito net over water

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

Subject Rever(s)ed - performance - blind, clumsy, making one's way in the world

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

Subject Rever(s)ed

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

water, projection, silkscreened dress, ceramic tiles, gelatin

nothingness/saltwater installed

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

In an unleased space in the EV building, derelict in the hyper-modern. At temporary haunting of the distant future when it will be, if not submerged, at least waterfront. And we will live in a minimalist world.

axonomaticum

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

fibers growing down from ceiling in an unused room; when alone they glow on and off, and quickly fade when someone enters

Vitrine exterior view

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

tiny lights flash on threads hanging over moss growing - sma led's and conductive thread. The rest is about keeping the moss alive - it turned into a daily performance.

Technogenisis

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

in a hot, close room, overpowering smell, crops of sprouts grow feverently, radiation trips sound file of geiger counter from chernobyl - ghost images of a nearby town, abandoned

Vitrine interior view

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

moss growing as it would with the building's decay - smells green and brown

fibre optics embedded in delicate felt

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

stepping into the pod activates it - softly pulsing phosphorescent - like felt jellyfish

Numinal space

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

A site-specific installation in Concordia's Black Box - in a closet!

axonomaticum

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:48:31 UTC

hanging in the balance of now and what will come

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 16:09:19 UTC

glycerine and hot glue freeze a moment in time. Over the last year, I slowly built up and infestation of felt, squeezing its way through the ceiling cracks. When I presented it, it was dripping, down onto the partially flooded floor. drip. the best part. From reading The Drowned World, thinking about how these impressive buildings crack and molder in the face of time and water...