As donation gift—whole unedited dance takes, sponsor a session.
space used must be kept within the hard drive which means unused footage after sorting must be discarded and time lapse must be saved as sped and original space recycled. Less sticky this way. Keeps it fresh—always moving forward.
save performances as MOV exports on DVD-R disks to free up drive space. After pulling the best moments
Turns out this fuselage is even more dramatically lit at sunset. I think I’m gunna try and do weekly trips out to the yard (nine miles away)—always at the extreme ends of the day—to throw my body around for the camera. I'm short on hard drive space so I’ll pull out the finest moments then delete the long takes. Eventually I’ll have enough to compile into a full-length video of pulsing, gyrating madness. Here are the rules I’ve set to give the project some structure: 1. One vantage per session, so one "set" or shooting location.
2. Two takes per session, so I’ll dance through the track twice.
3. At least one time lapse take of the sky to work in as supplementary visual material. Locate this piece opposite the original—a PM shoot. Besides this difference and obviously no Neil, the camcorder's audio has been replaced with a single binaural recording made on site. That intermittent roar is coming from nearby Davis-Monthan Air Force Base. Daily jet engine tests remind us that the military is still second to none when it comes to burning huge amounts of highly refined aviation fuel. We’re running out of oil—quick, burn it faster! Sustainable building outside tuscon? Rancho something?Ran:
Studies show that if you base your decisions on what you are able to explain to other people in words, you will make bad decisions, but if you don't care whether you can explain your decisions, you will make good ones. I don't know what this has to do with "introspection", since less than five percent of my own introspection is cooking up words to justify what I'm doing. Is it possible that this is the main thing that most people do inside their heads? How profoundly depressing! Imagine, if you can, what it would be like to spend hours and hours doing stuff inside your head, without ever using language. (I also wonder: does video technology train us to think in pictures more, or does it destroy our ability to think in pictures, by creating the pictures for us?)
A day of flakiness—loosing Neil, Jonesie, and a waffle maker
Spending two hours at Café Passe with Grace then licking sweat off each other back in the green room.
Less like a trash pile and more like an archeological site—length time passed
Car parts, hypodermic needles
Allowed to take one artifact, or set of related artifacts.
Standing water, tadpoles
In the fear of the Lord is strong confidence: and his children will have a place of refuge. An earlier visitor to my first Titan II missile site had highlighted the above passage (Proverbs 14:26) in his bible before abandoning it to the elements. Strangely, 570-2 was littered with ecclesiastical objects: a vinyl record titled In the Name of Jesus, sermons by William Branham recorded onto half a dozen cassette tapes, a recipe for unleavened bread. Graffiti on the walls of a sunken concrete box, perhaps the entrance portal, identified it as the “WAY TO HELL.” It matters little whether or not these desert evangelicals were aware that the ground beneath their feet once sheltered the most destructive weapon ever devised. In such a place, their celebrations of the divine are a potent allegory.
It had rained hard a couple days before and the complex’s concrete surface features had prevented some of the water from soaking into the porous soil. The largest puddle, on one of the fuel hardstands, was teeming with tadpoles frantically devouring the algae in their rapidly shrinking world.
Examining the human detritus at the edge of a large burn pile was like working an archeological dig site. There were odd ceramic figurines, hypodermic needles, scraps of fabric, the tip of an aluminum hunting arrow, tin cans, and colored pencils for the kids. It felt appropriate not to disturb the artifacts and the ‘leave no trace’ ethic of treading lightly and taking only photographs will be protocol within the boundaries of the launch silo compounds. [*CP is my contact at the Titan Missile Museum. He’s provided access information for each of the sites including potential hazards.] Bhairavi is the Hindu Goddess of decay. She is one of the Mahavidyas, the wisdom Goddesses. Bhairavi is the transformation that comes with destruction, which is not necessarily negative. She personifies light and heat that can burn away the imperfections in the soul. She is usually depicted as having red skin, three eyes, and blood smeared on her lips and breasts. She smiles softly and wears a moon on her crown. Bhairavi’s name means “terrifying” and she is also known as Tripura Bhairavi (supreme terror in the three worlds).
Sanskrit: the power of terror
A name most often used to indicate the "dark" and "terrible" aspect of the goddess who is the force of aging, the silent but ever-present decay and destruction of all that lives. For fear of this "demonic force" who represents the inevitability of death, people have never built a single temple to her!
However, it is also said that the infinite variety of beings and forms in this universe is due to Bhairavi, which makes her less sinister and shows something of her creative side.
The fountain—film recommended by Cassandra
A sour plan for elephant socialists.
You can never use anything like that because it’ll be read as political
Things to currently be found at illuminated thread:
A particularly interesting cum stain currently on my mattress.
Images of the highline – before and after.
You’re fetish is for feral spaces within urban places.
List of posts to make:
Inspirational email post (and response) – apparently I’ve also inspired both a dance party (which I cant afford to attend)—and a haircut allegedly
The sermon tapes (plus donation gift.)
The sponsor a pilgrimage program.—send an informational packet to you so that you may choose one that interests you.
Gift includes documentation (video and audio recordings in full) plus the acquisition of an artifact recovered from the site.
Sponsor my trip to a party inspired by me. Includes whatever documentation shows up on facebook. Plus my personal written reflections on the affair.
Sponsor my attempt to start a:
freshness delivered with grace and speed.
add distance from home to titan II site info sheet—plus remaining images
then send to Matt.
that ruins of all scales may turn into sites particularly ripe for warship level reverence. In many locations this is already happening. The Aircraft boneyards of the Tucson area, Detroit (dude proposed ruin park.), California City, CA—link?
I feel like an alien having dropped into a strange civilization built for the automobile (large, heavy, noisy objects that kill people)
The rights to Sameer’s beach photoshop image which you should do.
it’ll be fun telling your work buddies at the bar later that you got seven cassette tapes in the mail today which look like they’ve been sitting in the Sonoran desert since 1998 (because they have)
oh but you can’t do that now.
We actually don’t sleep when the sun goes down—I finished this provisional version at 3:30 the other morning. I thought I better get a rough cut up before someone else makes a cloud time-lapse video for Adrian Lux’s buoyant composition (expected any day now). With the exception of four, shots were taken from the top of Sentinel Peak, all within a week’s time. The peak is only 520 feet off the valley floor but gets you above the city haze, provides clear shots of the horizon and brings you close enough to the level of passing thunderstorms that you effectively enter their world. I never seem to leave myself enough time for a leisurely ride and end up sprinting to the top to avoid missing the best light.
Shooting good time lapse requires anticipating what will occur within the camera’s frame over awkwardly long durations. With each five or ten second cut representing between six and twelve minutes of real-time video, the sunset window is usually only long enough for three or four takes. When the monsoons return, I’ll do a few more ascents and complete the piece. Then Imagine this projected over a dance floor awash with pulsating sweaty bodies on a dance floor somewhere in Jordan.
Eric has spent a lot of time near clouds and should appreciate this.
Buy another copy of that poster (better have coffee with Katie first)
I find it rewarding and encouraging to hear stories about how the museum staff (some once stationed at titan II sites as enlisted personnel) treat even the castrated missile that sits at 507-2 as an object of extreme veneration.
You don’t dance well enough darling.
Sponsor the GPS modeling tracer project
Cancel your cable contract and re-channel the same amount of funds my way—(someone you’ve actually met) and I’ll let you know how it’s going.
Overheard someone the other day telling the old lady that he doesn’t really mind prison so much—the worst part is when they take away the TV—other than that he doesn’t mind it so much.
I’ll walk into a retirement condo near where I live and take a binaural audio recording of the passage from one entrance to the other at the opposite end of the building.
(Or a recording of whatever series of events ensues when I attempt to do so.)
"The bicycle is its own best argument. You just get a bike, try it, start going with the thing and using it as it suits you. It'll grow and it gets better and better and better" -Richard Ballantine.
A global network of videographers doing nightly time lapse of the sky—uploading to un unbroken internet stream.
Ran on Greer’s wealth and poverty in America. Summary: Americans have been brainwashed with the puritan work ethic, and instead we should be idle and happy and poor -- but don't let on that you're happy or you'll get in trouble, because "if the poor can't be made miserable, then what exactly is the point of being rich?" Meanwhile, the rich are truly miserable -- until they lose all their money and get their heads straight. Related: the NY Times writes about people becoming happier by adapting to the economic collapse.
(At first I thought the title, "What are you breeding for?" meant "Why are you having kids?")
new external posts: Orlov on living poor
We have only a verbal contract
No identification. No last name. it’s the direct need of shelter satisfied directly with labor focused on the home sphere—
Sometimes I walk the two and a half blocks to Congress, drink two cups of water from a plastic cup and dance to house of jealous lovers then head home.
The sprint shift and the marathon shift.
The open living—everyone sees what you eat.
I’ve had arguments with people who seem to believe that whatever one chooses to do with one’s time should be of no business to anyone else as long as it’s not illegal. If the activity makes money for the person it’s further legitimized.
We should be holding each other to higher standards. In the coming age of scarcity there will be activities that help and practices that don’t—and we should lay plenty of social pressure on the folks that insist on perpetuating the latter. Because it’s profitable is not longer an acceptable rationalization for continuing a counterproductive activity. We cannot grow our way out of trouble any longer
California Valley was on the waypoints list for Stage Three Overture but had to be cut because reaching its remote location on the Carizo Plain was beyond our means. Here’s an LA Times article on California City, a town in the Mojave with a similar story (and name). Dark tourists come a hundred at a time to gawk and snap photos. They’re led by writers/thinkers framing the miles of empty streets as a uniquely American ruin: “…a ghostly monument to overreach that, from above, looks like a geoglyph left by space aliens.” Hostel:
Meeting almost everyone that comes through—the travel vibe
Never buying home goods
Many abrupt exits and entrances people make.
Memorizing the fixtures—moving your fingers over them with loving movements
Pride in the house—improving the condition of your environment
Wild swings between 5 to one gender ratios—with the house experiencing associated shifts in mood and energy.
Any work you do improves your own environment and that of your friends
We naturally claim tasks—one of mine is to zen rake the pea gravel aound the trees into concentric circles. I always do it as the sun is setting.
Mindfulness of movement. To move with grace and efficiency—you value this—the way a woman moves is especially important. You’re so Victorian London.
So I looked up the economy of Dutch Antilles—now awkwardly called Netherlands Antilles: petroleum refining—tourism—international finance—so its funny Cathy asking the Dutchman about opportunities for work there.
The highly evolved male:
Has retractable testicles.
Being in the presence of someone who can understand what you’re saying by reading your lips. This is a godlike person to the onserver. But the outside observers have no connection with his reality—so they make it up themselves and wonder why it doesn’t jive with their reality when he shoots himself through the heart—but that’s a spoiler.
A BBQ for surviving without Tanya.—the Egyptian cal-tech hema and christa the 30 year old run away. We get a lot of people through the hostel that are trying to reinvent themselves with a journey, but its closely tied to finding a job—presumably because one’s been lost.
A cluster of breakups—karla, people in Grace’s life—a reshuffling, Tanya, Melo, synical hema, christa. Is it worth entering if you can already anticipate the end? Grace thinks our. cultural attitude toward this is shifting.
Grace thinks she’s
Carrying the ring—flashy object likely to shoot light beams across the street—something potentially perceived valuable from a distance but in reality having no real value whatsoever- except maybe decorative. It goes from being this highly personal object
Its ok to let It degrade—for it to get additional marks--
Its becoming a fetish object:
Might be the most attractive part of the car.—like eggs buried beep inside the warm safeness of a mammal’s ovarian sacks—and it slips out all coated with motor oil like one of those videos of a colt being born—all covered in placenta.
Only water here—with a note that you’ll be drinking it later.
And the flights cutting across the frame: “we don’t waste no precious time.”
Post collapse weaponry—arm the citizens—ring and light fabric—the glass bottle—fits in the bottle cage—use sparingly.
For dance piece REINTRODUCTION:
Fallout with Neil
Into mindfulness and grace of movement—a quality I’m working on improving in myself
A honing of one’s movements.
A rare self portrait
Shooting from the top of a mountain (A Mountain)—there is human settlement in almost every direction. The glass boxes of downtown Tucson, the interstate highway with flickering automobile headlights trailing off toward Mexico, and miles of sprawl—blanketing every square inch of the valley—lapping at the foothills of surrounding mountains. I’m careful in my recent compositions to omit this development—to show only the sky and the tops ridges. Why?
The big necessity—waste water treatment book
On no turning back:
You’re self conscious about the close shots.
Clusters—sort into similar styles/speeds—then drop into sections of the track where most appropriate.
Risks on deeper wells/complexity
On the recession becoming history—on a past period of greater prosperity being referred to briefly with nostalgia—and a touch of confusion. Haunted by the ghost of our more affluent self.
excavated for fill dirt— former surface level
bullet holes in the dome—bullet marred concrete forms
feeling like objects left by an alien civilization—
gone only 24 hours but the feeling of having explored another planet
hunters at sunrise—driven out by uncomfortably close gunfire
sleeping on center column—awaking with a tarantula
With the exception of the torn up motorcycle fuel tank—the objects in the above images were once underground. Like excavating a tomb
alien civilization—blocks like the monolith in 2001.
Los Angeles Times article on California City "When we think of ruins, we typically think of European castles and churches," Manaugh said. "But the U.S. also has ruins. It's just that they're made of different stuff. In this case, it's the ground itself and what was done to it."
The battle to save the roads to nowhere is without end.
California City public works employee
"It's a city abandoned in advance of itself," said Geoff Manaugh, an architectural writer and instructor.
In March, he led a tour of California City that was part of a worldwide event promoted by Atlas Obscura, a Web-based travelogue devoted to strange and overlooked destinations.
Teaching myself to live in close proximity to a variety of personality types.
Post on bicycle/pedestrian crack down
The very people’s who’s energy light behavior should be commended—we’re harassing toward inconvience. “If I’m gunna still get tickets and must obey a set of operating rules designed for vehicles in the several thousands
Tony at performance cycles—off Monday and Tuesday.
Sites in England, from an English girl:
Batasy power station
Ride the aqueduct—document the journey. California’s is open—Raises the question of why Arizona’s is not. Determine how much effort it would be to have me let through the maze of gates
Sponsor the ride project. Complete audio notes as a gift.
Link to objects—
Complete photo set
more shotgun shells
rearby mines—taking turns making soft blasting noises. Link to audio file].
Be more explicit about the gift being a sacred object— an artifact.
Gift--It should have been: as many bullet shells as I could find on the site.
Or a carefully assembled (glued and reassembled clay pidgeonns. This could extend to Bowling ball, clay pitcher. : Things brought to the site to be blown up or shot at—to be treated violently. Reassembled. Television system, with internal parts. Treated as artifacts recovered from the site. More shells. Brought there as impotent representative behaviors mimicking the destructive potential of a hydrogen bomb. Lets lay this era to rest if we could.
This one is a prelude to the future when erosion reveals these forms in some wind swept desert of a thousand years from now. They’ll swear a supernatural force left them behind as some ominous reminder of where not to take your civilization.
Post entire titan museum audio.
Glass on top the entrance portal.
Ride the slurry line.
The Central Arizona project by bicycle
Stats: length, number of pumping stations, amount of water
They may not let me ride the dirt banks of the canal—but I’ll follow it as closely as possible on public roads and visit all the pumping plants in the southern region.
Ride the aqueduct—document the journey. California’s is open—Raises the question of why Arizona’s is not. Determine how much effort it would be to have me let through the maze of gates
“an upper limit imposed on spending or other activities”
An inflexible ceiling—water as a limiting resource for growth
Central Arizona Project is designed to bring about 1.5 million acre-feet of Colorado River water per year to Pima, Pinal and Maricopa counties. CAP carries water from Lake Havasu near Parker to the southern boundary of the San Xavier Indian Reservation southwest of Tucson. It is a 336-mile long system of aqueducts, tunnels, pumping plants and pipelines and is the largest single resource of renewable water supplies in the state of Arizona.
During the early 1900's, the seven states of the Colorado River Basin: Arizona, California, Nevada, New Mexico, Wyoming, Colorado, and Utah negotiated for shares of Colorado River water. In 1922, representatives from the seven states and the United States government created the Colorado River Compact, which divided the states into lower and upper basins and gave each basin 7.5 million acre-feet of water to apportion. Arizona, California, and Nevada were sectioned into the lower basin, and were instructed to divide their 7.5 million acre-foot allotment among themselves. Arizona was in dispute over its share of the river, however, and was the last state to approve the Compact in 1944. Today in the Lower Basin, Arizona has rights to 2.8 million acre feet of Colorado River water per year, California is entitled to 4.4 million acre feet per year and Nevada has annual allocation of 300,000 acre feet. One acre foot of water equals 325,851 gallons, the amount used by a family of four in one year. In 1946, the Central Arizona Project Association was formed to educate Arizonans about the need for CAP and to lobby Congress to authorize its construction. It took the next 22 years to do so, and in 1968, President Lyndon B. Johnson signed a bill approving construction of CAP. The bill provided for the Bureau of Reclamation of the Department of the Interior to fund and construct CAP and for another entity to repay the federal government for certain costs of construction when the system was complete.
In 1971, the Central Arizona Water Conservation District was created to provide a means for Arizona to repay the federal government for the reimbursable costs of construction and to manage and operate CAP. Construction began at Lake Havasu in 1973 and was completed twenty years later south of Tucson. The entire project cost over $4 billion to construct.
The Tucson Aqueduct begins at the terminus of the Fannin-McFarland Aqueduct, and ends 87 miles later southwest of Tucson. This aqueduct - which includes nine pumping plants, one major inverted siphon and two major pipeline sections - has an initial capacity of 2,250 cfs, which is reduced to 200 cfs at its terminus. Power Sources
The Colorado River Basin Project Act allowed the federal government to participate in the non-federal Navajo Generating Station (NGS), near Page, Arizona, to provide power for pumping water along the CAP aqueduct. NGS provides electricity to customers in Arizona, Nevada and California. Reclamation's share of NGS' annual output is 24.3 percent, or 546,750 kilowatts per year for the CAP. Lifted 3000 feet Nearly five billion to construct making it the most expensive water diversion project in US history 2.8 million megawatt hours annually
5 million people—80% of the state’s population
1.5 million acre feet
2,800 foot lift the recharge stations—replenishing the aquifir
the unseen connection between power generation at the Navaho generating station and CAP.
Central Arizona Project (CAP) is the largest source of renewable water in Arizona. It's also the biggest user of electricity in the state. Last year, CAP used 2.8 million megawatt hours to deliver more than 500 billion gallons of Colorado River water to a service area that includes more than 80% of the state's population.
Why so much power? Because between Lake Havasu and the end of the CAP system south of Tucson, Colorado River water flows 336 miles and ends its journey 2,800 feet higher than when it started. Almost all of the power CAP uses to move this water comes from the coal-fired Navajo Generating Station near Lake Powell. Because the Navajo plant is near a dozen or so National Parks, monuments and wilderness areas, controlling emissions released from the plant into the air has been a priority for CAP and the power plant owners for decades. In the 1990s, the plant owners invested more than $400 million in scrubbers that take out sulfur dioxide (SO2), a gas that can cause acid rain. In 2008, installation began on Low-NOx burners to reduce emissions of smog-forming Nitrogen Oxides (NOx). The job will be finished in 2011 at a cost of approximately $46 million. The U.S. EPA is in the process of setting rules to control NOx at coal-burning power plants like Navajo to protect visibility in the region. The EPA is looking at the Low-NOx burners. They are also considering a very different NOx control system known as Selective Catalytic Reduction (SCR). An SCR system could cost up to $1 billion, at least 15-20 times more than the burners. Recent research shows the difference in visibility won't be perceptible to the human eye. The high cost of SCR could lead to an energy rate nearly 20% higher than the current rate - and much higher if the equipment cannot be financed over a 20-year period. This will affect anyone who gets water from CAP. In fact, the higher energy costs will hit almost everyone in the state.
Worse, in the face of other uncertainties facing the Navajo Plant, including regulation of greenhouse gas emissions, the cost of installing SCR could make the plant too expensive to operate and force it to close down. This would be an economic disaster for the people of the Navajo Nation and Hopi Tribes, and CAP would have to buy higher cost power elsewhere resulting in a doubling or tripling of energy and water rates.
CAP, cities, legislators and many others have written to the EPA asking them to allow the Navajo Generating Station to use the Low-NOx burners to control nitrogen oxides and evaluate their performance for the next 10-15 years. This will give CAP time to find and link up to other sources of energy. mark wilmer
6—60,000 horse power pumps—1500 gigawatt hours of energy
Kayenta Mine on Black Mesa—one of the largest trip mines in America.
“the large hole forming from the removal of coal on Black Mesa is the physical byproduct of electrical consumption in these urban areas.”
“Coal travels from the mine on a 17 mile long, elevated conveyor belt to a large silo, where it is stored and loaded onto rail cars, on the only railway on the Navajo reservation. The 75 mile long private railway connects directly to the power plant, and its only traffic are the coal trains. Three electric-powered, 80-car trains deliver coal to the plant every day.” The coal is burned to create steam that turns three 750 MW turbines—converted to electrical energy- a quarter of which goes to pumping plants along the CAP
24.3 percent, or 546,750 kilowatts per year for the CAP. The electrical energy is transported by high tention power line to the mark wilmer pumping plant where 6 60,000 horse power pumps lift water 824 feet over buckskin mountain, beginning its 336 mile long journey that will take it through 14 additional pumping plants for a total lift of almost 3,000 feet. It’s only through seeing the threads that connect these systems—the movemt along these conveyance corridors. That ancient agee from the sea that once covered much of north America is being used to provide water for 80% of Arizona’s population.