As Slow as Possible (250)

In Halberstadt, Germany, they take As Slow as Possible seriously. I refer to the piece of music written by John Cage called Organ2/ASLSP. The composer omitted to put a tempo on this piece of music, leaving it to the performer to decide how slow the piece will be played.

Some people decided to make a very unique performance of the piece in Halberstadt. That performance started on September fifth 2001 and is still going on. In fact, it will last until 2640. No, that six is not a typo. Talking about as slow as possible! The organ it is/will be performed on is basically being built along the way. A tone change occurs when pipes are added. Yesterday was one of those days. Two new pipes were added: gis and e’. It was live streamed on Youtube. The big sound change starts at about 3:30

A very fascinating project. No-one will know if the piece will be finished, apart from those robotic creatures that will inhabit the world by then. But I suspect they have no taste for art and despise the inefficiency of this project and will have killed the project around 2320 and will have forgotten about it by the time it’s 2640 in human earth years. In our lifetime we can still enjoy slow art, though. For instance, the next change in sound is scheduled for February fifth 2022. Marked it in my calendar.

Door |2020-09-06T14:04:01+02:006 september 2020|366, flow, kunst|0 Reacties

Morricone (188)

An icon died today and therefore I’m listening to his music while writing this. Though I never listen to Morricone’s music on purpose, his music has always been part of my life. My parents must have introduced me to the music from Once Upon a Time in the West and ever since then, in my mind, the harmonica is forever associated with Morricone. A little later in life as a young teenager I watched Once Upon a Time in America. I loved the film instantly. It was so much more than any of the films I had seen before. Morricone’s music is an integral part of this film and especially Deborah’s theme evokes nostalgic sentiment when I listen to it. The combination of Leone and Morricone, inimitable. Parts of Morricone’s scores were on my music stand when I played in various orchestras. And I never realised until today that one of the pieces I practiced as a teenager were written by him as well. I would have loved to record myself playing it, but my oboe is unplayable due to long disuse. Therefore you’ll just have to do with a link to Gabriel’s oboe on Spotify. Long live his music.

Door |2020-07-06T13:36:19+02:006 juli 2020|366, flow, kunst|0 Reacties

Meaningful art (141)

Someone visited our home recently who wondered about the art on our walls. He admired how much we have. His walls are pretty bare (I know so, because I visited his home a few times) and he told me he only wants to put something up that has meaning. So far he and his wife haven’t come across such objects to hang on the wall other than family photos. It made me realize how lucky I am I grew up surrounded by art. The main reason is that we had a painter in our family. He is called Jan van der Baan and he was married to my mother’s aunt, the sister of my grandfather. Tante Peta and Oom Jan lived in Groningen and every time we visited the city we would ring their doorbell to have a coffee in their apartment close to the Groninger Museum (which Tante Peta had strong opinions about when the first plans were revealed). Oom Jan died when I was still in primary school, but his artwork was always present in our home. Over the years my parents got gifted with pieces and after Tante Peta died the family had to divide the remainders of Jan’s collection of paintings. I got a few pieces as well (there was A LOT still in storage).

One uncle of mine, Oom Jan’s nephew, played in a band. Jan made many paintings of them playing. The most beautiful piece is of course in possession of my uncle. The variation that hangs on my wall seems to be unfinished. The left part looks great, the right part feels off. There is a reason Oom Jan stored it in the basement and never sold it or gave it away. Despite its flaws, I’ve grown to love this painting. It’s big and the colours really brighten up the room. Unconsciously, over the years the Man and I bought furniture and accessories in colours that harmonize with the colours of this painting.

After Tante Peta died, my mother took on a project to take pictures of as many of Oom Jan’s artwork as she could trace. Some of those pictures are still on Flickr. A wonderful overview of the variety of his work.

Door |2020-05-20T10:39:03+02:0020 mei 2020|366, flow, kunst|0 Reacties
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