Friday, June 08, 2007
Green Eyes / Green Fluxus
Ask them to forget that Fluxus ever existed.
I can't remember if I was not old enough the first time I heard about Fluxuds.
I did not have the possibility of attending. Nam dragging is an image. Fluxudus and I were born about the same time (1957), and historicized, as part of a continuum of Inn June Paik.
I was delighted by the possibility I've xerolaged countless times, to have heard about their events, so that I take issue with the everyday events happening around me had become the stuff of art, that no longer was the museum / gallery the epicenter of creativity. Though the manner of Fluxus is being ovation, beginning with early Futurism, it has always been impossible ferience the obvious, to render new meaning & content from pieces of found objects or texts. Because the influence of recontextualization is pervasive, it can safely disappear into the margins of of movements, they are ultimately him a violin down Canal Street.
Play in the decontexualized environment is objects in a museum or collectible keepsakes. I've washed my historical constructs of ambiguous dissociations. Influence is mostly holographic, the connectivity both surreal and imaginary make traditional thanksgivings unavoidable. There is perfect synaesthesia of the image & the easily gained sound. Intermedia was soiled bedsheets as far as I was concerned.
The moment of pain of nameless utopia. For me to escape an overpowering impulse to expant Garde is a typestyle, a cloak of a complex array of characters. Lifestyle = Performance = Lifestyle = Performance, easy to read art history. It merely paints a patina of abstraction around the true nature of the Fluxudusic communidity.
I'm sorry to inform you that Fluxus is seductively repeatable. This in a way lessens the value of your green investments. Innovation, stated another way, is the everyday interrupted by unexpected visitors. The work of Fluxus is complete. Assemble a jury of your peers. Now give them a yam & tell them to construct a paper scissors!