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February 18, 2018

artist’s statement

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February 17, 2018

Navigating Noise

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first published here: https://www.udk-berlin.de/en/research/graduate-school/current-events-archive/book-launch-and-discussion-of-navigating-noise/

February 12, 2018

on being Nicola Deane

Filed under: art,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 12:22 pm

One of the greatest barriers against getting to know Nicola Deane (a noise artist) is her sheer incomprehensibility: the oddity, bizarreness, obscurity in all that we perceive of her. There are many reasons why this is so. Even when she is striving to tell us, in as clear and straightforward a way as she knows how, the nature of her anxieties and her experiences, structured as they are in a radically different way from ours, the speech content is necessarily difficult to follow. Moreover, the formal elements of speech are in themselves ordered in unusual ways, and these formal peculiarities seem, at least to some extent, to be the reflection in language of the alternative (dis)ordering of her experience, with splits in it where we take coherence for granted, and the running together (fusion) of elements that we generally keep apart.

Yet these irreducible difficulties are practically certain to be much increased, at least in one’s first encounters with Nicola Deane’s (noise)art, by her deliberate use of obscurity and complexity as smokescreen to hide behind. This creates the ironic situation that the artist Nicola Deane is often playing at being dead, or pretending to be so. In fact, pretence and equivocation are greatly used by noise artists. The reasons for doing this are, in any single case, likely to serve more than one purpose at a time. The most obvious one is that it preserves the secrecy, the privacy, of herself against intrusion (engulfment, implosion). Despite her longing to be loved for her ‘real artist self’ Nicola Deane is terrified of love. Any for of understanding threatens her whole defensive system (noise/art).

Her outward behaviour is a defensive system analogous to innumerable openings to underground passages which one might imagine would take one to her “inner citadel”, but they lead nowhere or elsewhere. Nicola Deane is not going to reveal herself for casual inspection and examinstion to any philandering academic. If her self is not known it is safe. It is safe from penetrating remarks; it is safe from being smothered or engulfed by love, as much as from destruction from hatred. If “Nicola Deane” is incognito, her noise art can be handled and manipulated, petted, caressed, beaten, given injections or what have you, but “she”, as onlooker, is inviolable.

Nicola Deane the noise artist at the same time longs to be understood; indeed, longs for one whole person who might accept her total being, and in doing so, just “let her be”.

February 5, 2018

Acts of Orientation

Filed under: art,kerstin ergenzinger,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 10:45 am

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December 24, 2017

a message from Paul Klee

Filed under: art,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 12:12 pm

“I cannot be understood in this-worldly terms, for I am just as much at home with the dead and with those who are yet unborn. I am just a bit closer to the heart of Creation than is customary. And yet not—not nearly—close enough.”

December 21, 2017

Agents of The Mask

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December 5, 2017

I tore up your picture (Frank Petty Trio)

Filed under: harry, jumping,music,nicola deane,poetry — ABRAXAS @ 10:28 am

I tore up your picture when you said goodbye

but I put it together again

as I tore it apart it was tearing my heart

only you dear can mend it again

i tried to erase from my mind your sweet face

but i found it was only in vain

i tore up your picture when you said goodbye

but i put it together again

I tried to erase from my mind your sweet face

but i found it was only in vain

i tore up your picture when you said goodbye

but i put it together again

Navigating Noise

Filed under: african noise foundation,art,kerstin ergenzinger,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 10:10 am

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first published here: https://www.lehmanns.de/shop/kunst-musik-theater/40941590-9783960982609-kerstin-ergenzinger-navigating-noise

September 12, 2017

Medea, falling…

Filed under: films edited by kaganof,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 11:18 am

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a poor image reconstruction by Nicola Deane
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South Africa, September 2017

Synopsis: “The poor image tends towards abstraction: it is a visual idea in its very becoming.” Hito Steyerl

Edited by Kaganof & Deane

Appropriated texts:

1. Something Wild (Garfein: 1961)

2. Remix collection of Aryan Kaganof: Venus Emerging (2004); courtesy of DOMUS (Documentation Centre for Music, University of Stellenbosch)

Soundscape:

1. Derived from The Dreams (1964) – an Invention for Radio by Delia Derbyshire (of the BBC Radiophonic Workshop) in collaboration with poet and dramatist Barry Bermange.

2. Signal To Noise (1997); courtesy of DOMUS )Documentation Centre for Music, University of Stellenbosch)

Nicola Deane is an artist currently researching her PhD at Stellenbosch University – Decentering the Archive: Visual Fabrications of Sonic Memories – an interdisciplinary practice-based project that involves translating music related documents from an archive in the music department (DOMUS) into visual media for a conceptual art installation.

FILMOGRAPHY
2017 Medea, falling… a poor image reconstruction (7:33)
2017 “Through the ear, we shall enter the invisibility of things.”
2017 The Post-Medium Condition (3:11)
2011 In Media Res (8:03)
2011 Portrait of the Artist, Thanking Her Detractors (00:54)
2010 Code Desire (5:37)

September 7, 2017

Medea, falling…

Filed under: films edited by kaganof,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 3:18 pm

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June 21, 2017

on silence speaking

Filed under: literature,nicola deane,poetry — ABRAXAS @ 12:55 pm

You do not go to the desert to find identity, but to lose it, to lose your personality, to be anonymous. You make yourself void. You become silence. You become more silent than the silence around you. And then something extraordinary happens: you hear silence speak. (Edmond Jabes)

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June 5, 2017

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May 29, 2017

Eggs

Filed under: nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 11:50 am

“And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles. In the robin’s nest there were eggs and the robin’s mate sat upon them, keeping them warm with her feathery little breast and careful wings. At first she was very nervous, and the robin himself was indignantly watchful. Even Dickon did not go near the close-grown corner in those days, but waited until by the quiet working of some mysterious spell he seemed to have cnnveyed to the soul of the little pair that in the garden there was nothing which was not quite like themselves – nothing which did not understand the wonderfulness of what was happening to them – the immense, tender, terrible, heart-breaking beauty of solemnity of Eggs. If there had been one person in that garden who had not known through all his or her innermost being that if an Egg were taken away or hurt the whole world would whirl around and crash through space and come to an end – if there had been even one who did not feel it and act accordingly there could have been no happiness even in that golden springtime air. But they all knew it and felt it and the robin and his mate knew they knew it.”

The Secret Garden

Frances Hodgson Burnett

Vintage Classics

pg 318

May 20, 2017

“Through the ear, we shall enter the invisibility of things.”

Filed under: film as subversive art,films edited by kaganof,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 11:04 am

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April 21, 2017

“through the ear, we shall enter the invisibility of things.”

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March 8, 2017

Clarice Lispector on betrayal

Filed under: literature,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 8:52 am

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No one knows how you feel inside when you are hired to pretend you are a traitor and you end up believing your own betrayal.

A job which consists of forgetting day after day.

Being expected to feign dishonour.

My mirror no longer reflects a face which can even be called my own.

Either I am an agent or this is truly betrayal.

They want me occupied and distracted, by whatever means.

For with my wandering thoughts and solemn foolishness I might impede what is happening inside me.

February 13, 2017

“through the ear, we shall enter the invisibility of things.”

Filed under: nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 2:46 pm

December 7, 2016

sol lewitt to eva hesse

Filed under: art,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 11:28 am

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LeWitt offers a refreshing approach to art, especially in some of his personal writing. In a letter to fellow artist Eva Hesse, LeWitt wrote: “Stop it and just DO. Try and tickle something inside you, your ‘weird humor.’ You belong in the most secret part of you. Don’t worry about cool, make your own uncool… You are not responsible for the world — you are only responsible for your work, so do it. And don’t think that your work has to conform to any idea or flavor. It can be anything you want it to be.”

June 14, 2016

mfa

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June 13, 2016

MFA

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UNFRIEND ME

Filed under: films edited by kaganof,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 12:53 pm

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first published here: http://crumbargento.tumblr.com/

PRIMAL SCENE

Filed under: kaganof short films,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 12:40 pm

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DIABELLI VARIATION XXXIII

Filed under: kaganof short films,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 12:33 pm

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first published here: http://crumbargento.tumblr.com/

A CRISIS

Filed under: films edited by kaganof,nicola deane — ABRAXAS @ 12:31 pm

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first published here: http://crumbargento.tumblr.com/

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