Alan Sondheim on 17 Nov 2000 07:24:35 -0000 |
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<nettime> living in mediaspace 0 |
- living in mediaspace 0 living in mediaspace 1 azure, foofwa, and i are living in media space. the air is filled with electromagnetic discharge, cooling fans create a dis- turbing hum, wires snake through the room, we're in the midst of the mach- ine, the belly of it. living in mediaspace 2 there's no escape; the sound and radiation continues through the night, matched only by the bleak sun- rise and furnace roar, one toppling the other, the other toppling the one. living in mediaspace 3 it's here we create our body movements, over and over again, the irony of heavy labor in within the virtual, as we become aware of big iron, even in the smallest appliance - of the need for clean and proper protocols, as our body becomes increasingly filthy. living in mediaspace 4 century-and-a-half old brick walls, wooden floors, skylight and energy, wooden tables, several miles of tables, interoperability among machines ranging from yesterday to forty years ago, analog and digital regimes snaking into each other, patchcords and internal proprieties of memory; we're here, turning knobs, pulling levers, plugging and unplugging cords and cables, moving tripods, focusing cameras, aiming lights, speak- ing, singing, walking, dancing, playing, theorizing, discussing, eating, sleeping, excreting, shuddering, washing, dressing, typing, aligning, re- aligning, transforming input to output, output to input, looping through interruptions of storage media, replaying, rehearsing, recuperating. liv- ing in mediaspace 5 my hands move across the six strings of the electric guitar; they're not moving fast enough; when my fingers blur - then i know something is working - something is laboring properly - the output roars into being. living in mediaspace 6 intermittent taking of digital photo- graphs through the obdurate regime of the real: everything returns to the virtual; we're leaving our traces. living in mediaspace 7 thus tracing our cords - where does this one or that one go - following the line snaking among hundreds of others to the obverse side, interior, of the device or patchbay: they go on with three switches half-buried among distribution amplifiers and sync generators. living in mediaspace 8 the day is ready when the machines are ready; some remain on, alert and vigilant through the night; some sleep uneasily; some keep their clocks right on time. liv- ing in mediaspace 9 we are sure to be activated; there's no uncertainty; the bricks glow with data bombardment; we're becoming suffused; there's not a moment to lose; the machines are waiting, tapes and disks running; other storage media as well; there's always flash memory, wetware; the room pulses to a single sync; you can almost hear us living in mediaspace 10; you can almost hear us breathing __ Internet Text at http://www.anu.edu.au/english/internet_txt Partial at http://lists.village.virginia.edu/~spoons/internet_txt.html Trace Projects at http://trace.ntu.ac.uk/writers/sondheim/index.htm CDROM of collected work 1994-2000/1 available: write sondheim@panix.com # distributed via <nettime>: no commercial use without permission # <nettime> is a moderated mailing list for net criticism, # collaborative text filtering and cultural politics of the nets # more info: majordomo@bbs.thing.net and "info nettime-l" in the msg body # archive: http://www.nettime.org contact: nettime@bbs.thing.net