Can you hear me? Wherever you are, look up. Look up.
...FROM OUTER SPACE TO CYBERSPACE...BETWEEN PAST AND FUTURE...BETWEEN LIGHT AND DARKNESS...TIME FOOTPRINTS...
...AN ANGEL OF HERSTORY...
... an alien...
...mimed dancer...
...music catcher...
...philosophising with a hammer...
and agnostic...
I am interested in human communication. Communication on a personal, social and political level. This has informed my research and led me into a very rich area of thought, which I am eager to explore more. I find the whole area of communication theories interesting and problematic. I’ve been particularly interested in the enlightenment project and how that has influenced and formed the world that we live in. I also have become interested in how that has effected art, particularly regarding modernity and modernism. One of the consequences of modernity is the growth of the city. That has led to (according some theorists such as Marx, Weber, Durkheim) to less and less opportunities for people to communicate, spend time with each other even though they live side by side. It seems to me that this leads to alienation between people. As Marx has said <…>there has left remaining no other nexus between man and man than naked self-interest, than callous “cash payment”.It has drowned the most heavenly ecstasies of religious fervour, of chivalrous enthusiasm, of philistine sentimentalism, in the icy water of egotistical calculation.
In addition to Marx, the post-war development of Game-Theory, of Postmodernity, Consumerism and Individualism in the realm of politics and economics. This has lead my research into how these interpretations of humanity as self interested actors who are paranoid, mistrustful, fearful, produced a radical change in society and with culture. What response should Art have in the face of such social engineering? What stance should Art take in regards to this image of Humanity? What would such an Art “Look like”? These questions are the foundations upon which my Art and my Philosophy of Art will be built…
"I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone, if possible, Jew, gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness — not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another.
In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can befree and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.
The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodnessin men, cries out for universal brotherhood, for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world — millions of despairing men, women and little children — victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say — do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed — the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people and so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes — men who despise you — enslave you — who regiment your lives — tell you what to do — what to think or what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men — machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts. You don't hate! Only the unloved hate — the unloved and the unnatural!
Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the 17th Chapter of St. Luke it is written: "the Kingdom of God is within man" — not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people have the power — the power to create machines. The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure."
Charlie Chaplin plays the roles of "Adenoid Hynkel", the dictator of Tomania, and "A Jewish Barber" the hero of the tale. and that was closing speech of the Jewish barber, after being mistaken for Hynkel.
...FLUXION...
...SHE USED HER WINGS TO WRITE HERSTORY...
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