Leaving Language - The Catalogue
Sachiko Abe Noe Aok anti cool
Tamaki Kawaguchi Midori Mitamura Hiromi Nakajima
Tatsumi Orimoto Mio Shirai Kirico Tanikawa
Leaving Language - The Catalogue - now available to buy.
Please email info@waughoffice.com.
Tamaki Kawaguchi Midori Mitamura Hiromi Nakajima
Tatsumi Orimoto Mio Shirai Kirico Tanikawa
Leaving Language - The Catalogue - now available to buy.
Please email info@waughoffice.com.
" いくつかの言語を使ってあなたに話しかけよう。キーボードをタイプしながら。変換器を通して二人の存在は確かなものになるだろうか。お互いの不満は表に出さず、会話には快活さを与える。この根拠のない陽気さを利用して ... 時折あなたの言語を使ってあなたを理解しようと試みる。同じ発音、同じ文システムに従っているつもりでも必ずエラーは起きるもので、私はただある種の親密さとじゃれ合っているだけなのかも知れない.."
"Mixing up several languages to talk to you by only typing, our entities are enclosed through transformers. Grimacing without sounds a friskiness bounced, can a light headedness be evacuated from the responsibility of words .”
Short Notes - Hiromi Nakajima
The coded systems of communication are an infectious grammè that allow an articulation of thoughts while simultaneously becoming them. How then are national aesthetics translated in the era of global technological platforms? Artworks are the material engines of a desire to transform words via an intensity of other signs.
Image: Sachiko Abe
"There are ghosts in the language of a highway and nothing crosses the borders of a text without an inheritance or debt. Every gift
carries an obligation, there were nine Artists in the curator's limousine and each told her a story. The passengers rode into the
sequence of dislocation that occurs when transportation evaporates and becomes a cloud: a storage system for data.
carries an obligation, there were nine Artists in the curator's limousine and each told her a story. The passengers rode into the
sequence of dislocation that occurs when transportation evaporates and becomes a cloud: a storage system for data.
Image: Tatsumi Orimoto
Image: Tamaki Kawaguchi - Painting Day By Day In The Anthropocene
In that stretched limousine of words, through the tinted windows you might have heard screaming. “What is the story of these
Japanese Artists who were invited to an ambiguous island called Albion?” As children we like to represent many things; family, friends a
nimals, houses and modes of mobility such as cars. Then we learn to leave our games of infancy and find ourselves attending to the
world and it's many mysteries through text and speach.
Nothing is communicated outside the language; this is true whatever system we use. As the night sky fills with stars and we come like
the Milky Way over a velvet Heaven, our days are calculated through a finitude of dreams before we make the final journey."
In that stretched limousine of words, through the tinted windows you might have heard screaming. “What is the story of these
Japanese Artists who were invited to an ambiguous island called Albion?” As children we like to represent many things; family, friends a
nimals, houses and modes of mobility such as cars. Then we learn to leave our games of infancy and find ourselves attending to the
world and it's many mysteries through text and speach.
Nothing is communicated outside the language; this is true whatever system we use. As the night sky fills with stars and we come like
the Milky Way over a velvet Heaven, our days are calculated through a finitude of dreams before we make the final journey."
