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We meet once again.
I'm at Waag Society
sitting at a desk. She has travelled in the bitter cold from
her apartment in Brooklyn in time for a public library in Manhatten
to open. She has mentioned before that she experienced a whole
new life when discovering the free bandwidth in the library.
It allowed her to escape from the hot, airless bunker known
as the residency studios at
Location1. I'm still trying to deal with the fact I am carrying
out our exchange from an office space. Is this our future?
Making art in office spaces?
We start with a split screen. I am on the left and she is on
the right. We keep to our sides and try to play the game. We
start. The whole process for me is initially awkward and slow.
The word association is for me stilted and banal. I struggle
to continue, hoping that the flow will come. It's moving too
slowly for me and start inserting words quicker. Isabelle thinks
it is moving too fast. With the threat of war and saturation
of mainstream media propaganda, she is feeling nauseated by
the flow of images.
She sends me an email.
"are you having a serious problem?" "I feel
we have to play this game VRY VRY SLOWLY, let the images do
their thing."
It's not really a reprimand. We are just trying to establish
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