recorders . devices . static . sound maps

mapping imaginary sounds

and decoding shadows and echoes

the stories once told

sound maps in the studio

recording silent walls

and taking notes of 

secret languages

signals and wires

listening devices

the people we wish we knew

but never did

 

Out of the shadows . Carter Burden Gallery NYC

a group exhibition that I am a part of

with a bunch of lovely artists

in New York!

stop by. come by

take a look

 

 

thoughts from inside the walls

thoughts from inside the walls

of an old apartment 

the pipes and papers walls

the telephone lines

 

I'm a ghost

(gouache ink paint on gelatin silver print)

the ghosts of things

when one closes their eyes

the color of eigengrau

a little like the sound

of the void or static of in-between

 haunting moments like a time-lapse

blurred memories

of things before things

this short beautiful video is

constant reference somewhere in the back of my mind

a group exhibition in New York . out of the shadows

 Marvelous and exciting news!

a small door near the floor

she just got into a show in New York

at the Carter Burden Gallery

It will be in November and December

I'll get her ready and sail her off soon

out of the shadows

empty rooms 

awashed with static

small doors

and coded shapes

the ghost of things

and hidden languages 

floating . with the shadow

I have lost friends , some by death ...

others through sheer inability to cross the street .

~ Virginia Woolf

paint and ink on gelatin silver print 1930's

and

paint and ink on old book pages

Echoes .

Levitation in a box .
Today's mixed media small work
from my desk in the studio .
Her echoes float .



Ink , paint , old photo .
in an upside down world .

.. Eclipses , gray matter and parallels ..

I've been working on a few things in a corner 

of my workshop . 

Eclipses , translating shadows and 

gray matter .

Parallel places we travel to  

.. somewhere in the

back of our minds .

Eclipse no. 3

Eclipse no. 10

Eclipse no. 2

https://oblastprvodce.blogspot.com/

a shadow , a ghost or a fragment of a lost sparkle

.. Perhaps a little bit of all of the above .

 It's not such a bad thing really .
It's actually quiet and comforting . I feel a bit like I'm floating
or drifting through no time and all time at the same time .
As if I can easily glide through spaces without really
being noticed . It's an inbetween-ness but everywhere
at the same time . I've also been reading and talking a lot about
signs , symbols and simply being aware of the quiet things that surround
us . The things that often are overlooked .

While organizing shelves and my new work/creative corner space ..
I pulled out three books .. off of the tall stack of books and magazines
that are on the floor next to my rust colored mohair sofa .

Songs they never play on the radio ,
The life and lies of an icon
and
The end .
Three bios about Nico .
{Which I will re read and revisit}

{ polaroid of Nico on the floor }

.. Side note ..
I've been spring cleaning a few other things like my website and
inspiration pages ..
http://www.noellemaline.com/
I'll show you more of the others later .


Listening to living room sounds in the background of the room ..


{ Nico 1967 }

'Perfect your gentle name ,
perfect your fragile life
bees , shadows , fire , snow ,
silence and foam combining
with steel and wire and
pollen to make up your firm
and delicate being .'

~Pablo Neruda
{from Tina Modotti's epitaph}
.. on the back of another book
in the same tall pile ..