airports of dust, light, and shadow as marcin says.
late night thoughts.
I'm printing out and familiarizing myself with the language of instruction manuals. I'm thinking of having my second chapter of the thesis in a series of ziploc bags of pamphlets and booklets of instructions to explain my creative process.
I like its official nature. Just like science, the subject disappears and remains anonymous. The dissemination of knowledge is left hidden. Who is speaking? And to whom? For what purpose? I also like the simplification, the essentialism in instruction manuals. I'd like to invert all of these expectations and insert a clear subjective voice that is very personal and intimate and specific. Context is key... with confusing diagrams that complicates twelve easy steps and asks for spontaneity and disorder and chaos even. I want to allow the mess to be shown.
I think this will also be a criticism on our roles as art teachers who work within the system of curriculum and time. We all find ways to make room for individual voices, and time for experimentation and mistakes.
I'll start tomorrow on my first manual. I'm not sure how to incorporate it into a book. I'll dream of possibilities.