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welcome to my haus

countdown:

6 peanut butter balls left in the whole tin

5 days to the haus of dada happening

4 cookies fit in my mouth at once

3 rear projection screens fitted, cut and edged

2 video playlist curated, created, tested and ready to screen

1 new idea, set-up, experience and the documentation of it

0 things left to do

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perhaps an ongoing series of happenings?

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3 screens, roscoe half white

i’m heading outside for a spin around the ‘hood with the canine component

venus is in the haus, of dada

 

 

 

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Two experiences brought this idea together:
 
On Hallowe’en I put up some Roscoe Tough White Diffusion in the front Window of the Haus of Dada. It makes a terrific crisp rear projection both inside and out. I played clips of black and white monster movies and the scariest scenes from The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari. Even before the sun set it was nicely visible from the street and I was surprised that even on such a rainy night people stopped and watched for longer than I expected. Some came back several times and some sent other family members.
 
On Nuit Blanche I did a performance projection installation where I was a 25 foot Queen at the corner of Queen Street West and University Ave. It was interesting to have huge walking by audience and again I was surprised how long people stood watched and interacted with me.
 
So I had an idea for a Happening. I think that is a perfect term for what I have in mind. On New Years Day from 7pm to 11pm I will project a selection of my Moment Study Videos out the large front window of The Haus of Dada.
 
I made an invite on Facebook, for some folks who have expressed an interested in seeing my video studies projected. But I’m not sending out invitations like a usual event, I am more interested in the experience of the passerby. I will set up a GoPro camera to catch the silhouettes of viewers.
 
I am keen to see what happens.
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this is what i need to make stuff

this is what i need to make stuff

dear exhaustion: you can be a bit overbearing, like a parent grounding me when i have to rehearse and perform the lead in the school play. i appreciate the message but sometimes i have deadlines. but you know what exhaustion?  i appreciate you telling me to ease off.  even though it took about ten people’s help and you didn’t go easy on me, i managed to get everything done,  with one day to spare.  by next week the reno on my space should be finished and that will be like heaven on wheels. greased lighting wheels.  right now i am living in a cloud of construction dust, workman, cables, floor glue, and fumes. unable to locate anything and dogs barking at every workman move. that’s exhausting on it’s own.

dear ice: please cut me some slack especially when there is water on top. you’re slippery and i’m tired. i can’t fall anymore so i’m just taking main road. thanks i know you didn’t mean it.

dear technology:  i want to thank you for being my in house creative team. thank you for  always being available to me and for knowing my own creative brain . without you i wouldn’t be so creatively free.

dear brain injury you are a worthy opponent: you can kick my ass any day. any stress (physical illness, tiredness, over working) is compounded exponentially from the divine straight to the ridiculous. the trick my body is to shut my cognition down one level at a time. so  when i’m exhausted  the world doesn’t make a lot of sense. numbers, letters, sequences, passwords, phone numbers, questions, lists, addresses all lose their meaning. i feel that people are asking me things but the signal is interrupted.  just general thought process becomes extremely difficult. an example:  a task that i do every day like brushing my teeth: find tooth brush, find toothpaste, put the paste on the brush, run under tap, brush rinse what now what? ok done. these steps become challenges in themselves. preparing my toothbrush can take twenty minutes and then i’m literally in tears from the effort.

so this gets tricky when i have to keep on top of deadlines. especially because my tricky brain is shutting down and my tricky body is also trying to stop me: shooting adrenaline like i have to fight a bear.  the general tasks to run a body (eating hygiene etc) take it all out of me.  this last month i had several screenings, an larger art/film/fashion installation is starting up production, i have art showing next week and a speaking engagement. my  biggest fantasy is a day off with no workman in my house. a sleep in without wild barking at the work. being able to go to a social event without falling asleep and being able to follow a conversation.  having appetite (my appetite drops out when i have symptoms) is appealing too.

but after what felt like endless dark tunnel of tired, today there was a crack of light. after doing a few tasks and then walking tanner,  i didn’t feel like i’d run a marathon. my brain wasn’t thinking through glue. my body is only aching a burning a medium amount!  and i don’t feel overwhelmed with every tiny task. ahhh a type of heaven. it’s not the coolest feeling needing to be taken care of: not very empowering. i needed to make sure i was fed and driven to meetings and then home again. it’s hard to ask for help, especially with the basics of living.

on a side note, i am chuffed that google has accepted my work space as a “living modern art museum”  and am continually glad despite my life being such a challenge by creative brain is on fire. writing this has been tiring but i did it.

for those who follow me on facebook you can see that the harder a time i’m having, the more creative output i have. i update there everyday http://www.facebook.com/lisaanitawegner here is some stuff that got me though the last weeks: mouth music mashup

come here me speak march 6th in toronto.  “How Art Saved My Life” this week: http://wonderwomenworld.tumblr.com/Wonderfest

i feel my thinking slipping and it goes quickly. so i will bid you farewell for now. it’s been nice to be able to talk like this.

special thanks to all those who have gone above  and beyond this last month. you know who you are. thanks for the help, the food and the drives and all the support.

i really couldn’t do it without each and every one of you.

yours till the usa drinks canada dry

lisa

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Dear You,

If you are reading this letter, it means that I had the balls to send it. So yay me. I realize today walking in the sun that I was going to write to you. I really don’t know how to say it, so I just will.

I have met someone.

I didn’t mean to, I wasn’t looking, it just happened. It was a perfect storm of connection. It feels big, like I have been grabbed by the heart and the brain and they have my attention. It feels like home. It feels like a tall glass of water to a parched mouth.

I realized stuff about myself: I prefer my shapes asymmetrical and my colours rich. I dig kindness and one on one communication. Meditating is my second favourite altered state and drinking coffee is my second favourite activity. I can’t get enough of hanging out with dogs and children because they are present and alive and understand the importance of fun. I declare myself a hedonistic nerd with a wild side and untamed creative drive. I trip all the time and bang into things- I’m awkward and enthusiastic. When I’m stressed I can’t eat and when I’m calm I can eat a lot. I can find myself and lose myself in my work and strive for excellent. Being in a good mood is a choice I make hundreds of times a day. I love sleeping, stretching and lounging. Authentic words, images and stories are my thing. I want to shave half my head and paint a mural on my wall.  I like some video games and can drink beer if there is Ginger Ale in it. Lord.  Me me me me. This letter is packed with self indulgent douchbaggery!

If my tongue in cheek isn’t clear: I am entering an intimate relationship with myself. I am going to practise the habit of choosing the best for me. And that is my new place of emergence. I think everybody  should snack on some radical self love and acceptance.

This post is an homage to Hank Moody’s letter to Karen in the second season of Californication. (I want to open the flow my creative tap and make/try/play with as many ideas as I can.  Blogging: where so much is written, yet so little is said. Written by so many read by so few.)

2013 is going to be the best year yet, I can feel it in my bones.

Unfaithfully yours, Lisa Anita Wegner

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Sunday, June 26, 1 pm (doors open at 12:30pm)
Whiteman Hall, Phoenix Art Museum
1625 North Central Avenue, Phoenix AZ 85004

Free Admission! Ask for movie pass at front desk

Short films by local, national and international filmmakers combine for the annual eclectic selection curated by Steve Weiss, executive director of No Festival Required Independent Cinema.

Note: This is the last screening by No Festival Required Independent Cinema at Phoenix Art Museum. Join us to celebrate, since 2004, truly independent film programming at PAM, and learn about other new opportunities to see No Festival Required presentations!

Mature content. Runtime: 75 minutes

Filmmakers Selection 2011
Bartek Kulas (Poland), Yuri Makino/Cindy Stillwell (Tucson Arizona/Bozeman Montana), Bob Miller (New York), Mathieu Rigot (France),
Lisa Anita Wegner (Toronto CA), Steve Weiss (Phoenix Arizona), Dragana Zarevska (Macedonia)

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