David's News
Hello, this month’s newsletter will be different, a bit of a break from the norm,
but it should be quite interesting none-the-less.I have the privilege of presenting a month long solo art show at the Chessman Gallery in Lincoln City, OR. My by-line is Re-Imagined Photography.
Most photographs show life at an instant. My re-imagined photographs allow me to create an image that incorporates several instants into one.
The New York City Experience...
is, yes, like Bach and Sonsand From Sea to Shining Sea, a Multi-Media Show. Let’s talk about it. By the way, you are all invited.How did I come up with this idea and whose art am I displaying? Well read on.
I grew up in a village of 147 people in the middle of Wisconsin. Little did I know, as a little kid trundling off, with my snow-pants on, to Forest Junction Elementary School, that someday I would be working in and around a place called New York City? It was a part of my sales region, and it was exhilarating beyond description.
Before we go on, I’ll give you the $100.00 description of the show.
The New York City Experience is a visual and auditory sensory adventure. Sound recordings, gathered live on the streets of NYC, constitute an integral part of a whole. This soundscape is combined with images -- photographs re-imagined and enhanced by computer graphics and transferred to canvas, metal, slate or
paper. The viewer observes, listens, and becomes immersed. This curated environment conveys my desire to help people experience moments in the fullness of time, going beyond a snapshot of life. I ask myself how I can help a person feel the pulse of the space in which the image originally existed. My multi-media display is an extension of what I like to experience every day of my life; an awareness of everything going on around me at once.
There! Now if you want to learn more keep reading.
I have an MA in Composition from Ball State University. That major has been crucial in my art. In composition you normally start with minuscule thoughts and ideas. Sometimes one or two notes. You learn to build on those. Other times you will work with an overarching theme and deconstruct that to build details and structures into the composition as a whole to make it rich with ideas, color, content, vibrancy.
My art is very much like my compositions. In my art, I do have the advantage of starting with a pre-formed subject, a photograph. My main objective is to see if the construction of it has components that will make it more interesting to the viewer. Some songs are not interesting and all the deconstruction, re-construction and “beautification” will not make it interesting. Art is the same way. I have worked for weeks on an image to try to bring something out that is not there but the truth is, “it isn’t there.” Go on to another subject that has hope.
When looking at scenes from New York City I realized there was something missing that I had personallyexperienced. The expanding of a moment in time caused by the sensations around me was missing. This next step for a person to actually experience what I did was to involve more of the senses, so I present the images with a soundscape of the city. Sounds of subways, people, taxis, buses, random music performances, shouting, sirens, many languages, and the almost hypnotizing rumble that is a continual part of the life in New York City. These sound recordings were made on the streets, in the buildings, stations, glorious parks, and the underground of New York City.
Truly, I hope you can make it to the show. It is on for the whole month of December and if you’d like a private tour, I’d be glad to work that out. If you can’t get that airline ticket for the 21st you could get a small taste of it by going to www.immediaresult.com
Below is extra reading about why New York City is etched in my heart and mind.
911 Extra Credit
David Jordan
I was driving east from New Jersey heading to the Holland Tunnel into New York City. I was looking forward to that great site of Manhattan as I was cresting the top of the hill that would reveal my favorite sight. There it is! What! it’s 9:20am, there shouldn’t be that much steam, wait, it’s only September 11, there shouldn’t be any steam coming from the top of the towers at all.It didn’t take long to realize that it wasn’t steam.
Oh wow, some private plane must have lost control and crashed into one of the towers. What in the world? Maybe I should turn the radio on and see if they know anything about it.
Coming up was a portion of highway that goes underground, not really a tunnel but does go underground. What! It looks like a jet coming from the east.
The radio host was now conjecturing about what was taking place. I was under the road above and heading toward the Holland Tunnel. Then the announcer said that a second plane had crashed into Tower Number 2. That had to be the plane I saw. The announcer, with obvious concern in his voice, said, “It looks like we are under attack.”
Sitting in our cars, people were looking at each other from car to car. Everything had stopped. Sirens were screaming everywhere. Unmarked “Fed” cars were crawling their way through the two stopped lanes of traffic that I was in. We all tried to get over as far as possible to let them through.
Everything was at a standstill. Our radio announcer
started telling about people on the roof of the towers waiting for helicopters to save them. The announcer said it seemed pieces of the building were falling off. There was man on his cell phone talking to the radio announcer from a “safe place” within the towers…until his cell phone went silent.The police now were starting to move traffic inch by inch out of the tunnel and turn us back into whatever roads led west. Inching out of the tunnel I could see those pieces falling from the towers. Wait! Those weren’t pieces falling from the building! Those were people jumping. Lord help us! what is going on…?
New York City has been etched into my mind and heart for many years. The highs, the lows, the elations, the desperation. It is a permanent part of me.
Hello, this month’s newsletter will be different, a bit of a break from the norm,
but it should be quite interesting none-the-less.I have the privilege of presenting a month long solo art show at the Chessman Gallery in Lincoln City, OR. My by-line is Re-Imagined Photography.
Most photographs show life at an instant. My re-imagined photographs allow me to create an image that incorporates several instants into one.
The New York City Experience...
is, yes, like Bach and Sonsand From Sea to Shining Sea, a Multi-Media Show. Let’s talk about it. By the way, you are all invited.How did I come up with this idea and whose art am I displaying? Well read on.
I grew up in a village of 147 people in the middle of Wisconsin. Little did I know, as a little kid trundling off, with my snow-pants on, to Forest Junction Elementary School, that someday I would be working in and around a place called New York City? It was a part of my sales region, and it was exhilarating beyond description.
Before we go on, I’ll give you the $100.00 description of the show.
The New York City Experience is a visual and auditory sensory adventure. Sound recordings, gathered live on the streets of NYC, constitute an integral part of a whole. This soundscape is combined with images -- photographs re-imagined and enhanced by computer graphics and transferred to canvas, metal, slate or
paper. The viewer observes, listens, and becomes immersed. This curated environment conveys my desire to help people experience moments in the fullness of time, going beyond a snapshot of life. I ask myself how I can help a person feel the pulse of the space in which the image originally existed. My multi-media display is an extension of what I like to experience every day of my life; an awareness of everything going on around me at once.
There! Now if you want to learn more keep reading.
I have an MA in Composition from Ball State University. That major has been crucial in my art. In composition you normally start with minuscule thoughts and ideas. Sometimes one or two notes. You learn to build on those. Other times you will work with an overarching theme and deconstruct that to build details and structures into the composition as a whole to make it rich with ideas, color, content, vibrancy.
My art is very much like my compositions. In my art, I do have the advantage of starting with a pre-formed subject, a photograph. My main objective is to see if the construction of it has components that will make it more interesting to the viewer. Some songs are not interesting and all the deconstruction, re-construction and “beautification” will not make it interesting. Art is the same way. I have worked for weeks on an image to try to bring something out that is not there but the truth is, “it isn’t there.” Go on to another subject that has hope.
When looking at scenes from New York City I realized there was something missing that I had personallyexperienced. The expanding of a moment in time caused by the sensations around me was missing. This next step for a person to actually experience what I did was to involve more of the senses, so I present the images with a soundscape of the city. Sounds of subways, people, taxis, buses, random music performances, shouting, sirens, many languages, and the almost hypnotizing rumble that is a continual part of the life in New York City. These sound recordings were made on the streets, in the buildings, stations, glorious parks, and the underground of New York City.
Truly, I hope you can make it to the show. It is on for the whole month of December and if you’d like a private tour, I’d be glad to work that out. If you can’t get that airline ticket for the 21st you could get a small taste of it by going to www.immediaresult.com
Below is extra reading about why New York City is etched in my heart and mind.
911 Extra Credit
David Jordan
I was driving east from New Jersey heading to the Holland Tunnel into New York City. I was looking forward to that great site of Manhattan as I was cresting the top of the hill that would reveal my favorite sight. There it is! What! it’s 9:20am, there shouldn’t be that much steam, wait, it’s only September 11, there shouldn’t be any steam coming from the top of the towers at all.It didn’t take long to realize that it wasn’t steam.
Oh wow, some private plane must have lost control and crashed into one of the towers. What in the world? Maybe I should turn the radio on and see if they know anything about it.
Coming up was a portion of highway that goes underground, not really a tunnel but does go underground. What! It looks like a jet coming from the east.
The radio host was now conjecturing about what was taking place. I was under the road above and heading toward the Holland Tunnel. Then the announcer said that a second plane had crashed into Tower Number 2. That had to be the plane I saw. The announcer, with obvious concern in his voice, said, “It looks like we are under attack.”
Sitting in our cars, people were looking at each other from car to car. Everything had stopped. Sirens were screaming everywhere. Unmarked “Fed” cars were crawling their way through the two stopped lanes of traffic that I was in. We all tried to get over as far as possible to let them through.
Everything was at a standstill. Our radio announcer
started telling about people on the roof of the towers waiting for helicopters to save them. The announcer said it seemed pieces of the building were falling off. There was man on his cell phone talking to the radio announcer from a “safe place” within the towers…until his cell phone went silent.The police now were starting to move traffic inch by inch out of the tunnel and turn us back into whatever roads led west. Inching out of the tunnel I could see those pieces falling from the towers. Wait! Those weren’t pieces falling from the building! Those were people jumping. Lord help us! what is going on…?
New York City has been etched into my mind and heart for many years. The highs, the lows, the elations, the desperation. It is a permanent part of me.