15.6.10

Love had taken away my practices
and filled me with poetry.

I tried to keep quietly repeating,
No strength but yours,
but I couldn't.

I had to clap and sing.
I used to be respectable and chaste and stable,
but who can stand in this strong wind
and remember those things?

A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself.
That's how I hold your voice.

I am scrap wood thrown in your fire,
and quickly reduced to smoke.

I saw you and became empty.
This emptiness, more beautiful than existence,
it obliterates existence, and yet when it comes,
existence thrives and creates more existence!

The sky is blue. The world is a blind man
squatting on the road.

But whomever sees your emptiness
sees beyond blue and beyond the blind man.

A great soul hides, like Muhammad, or Jesus,
moving through a crowd in a city
where no one knows him.

To praise is to praise
how one surrenders
to the emptiness.

To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.
Praise, the ocean. What we say, a little ship.

So the sea-journey goes on, and who knows where?
Just to be held by the ocean is the best luck
we could have. It's a total waking up!

Why should we grieve that we've been sleeping?
It doesn't matter how long we've been unconscious.

We're groggy, but let the guilt go.
Feel the motions of tenderness
around you, the buoyancy.

~ RUMI
Awake, my dear. Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out into the vast fields of Light
And let it breathe.
Hafiz

5.5.10

(spinal) innervation  - (innovation)
(mucous) expectoration - (expectation) 


innervate |iˈnərˌvāt; ˈinər-|
verb [ trans. ] Anatomy & Zoology
supply (an organ or other body part) with nerves.

innovation |ˌinəˈvā sh ən|
noun
the action or process of innovating.
• a new method, idea, product, etc. : technological innovations designed to save energy.

expectorate |ikˈspektəˌrāt|
verb [ intrans. ]
cough or spit out phlegm from the throat or lungs.
• [ trans. ] spit out (phlegm) in this way.

expectation |ˌekspekˈtā sh ən|
noun
a strong belief that something will happen or be the case in the future :
• a belief that someone will or should achieve something :
i am going to start blogging again soon. i can feel it in my bones.

manifest income so i can afford to buy my own internet supply>
library dependence doesnt allow ease of upload>

also NEW EXCITING MURAL PROJECT COMING SOON at the
North Fitzroy Library, May 2010

15.3.10

Gelengu du Gelenguwurru

its an honour to be apart of this exhibition. looks amazing! wish everyone involved the bestest of best.



Gelengu du Gelenguwurru, Old and New, Young and Old

A FUNDRAISING ART EXHIBITION
Supporting Cultural Education in Warmun Community, East Kimberley

SHEFFER GALLERY
38 Lander Street, Darlington, Sydney

24 March to 1 April, 2010

Opening NIGHT 7-9pm, 25 March
To be opened by the Governor of NSW Professor Marie Bashir and video-journalist Allan Clarke


The rich cultural traditions of Warmun community in the East Kimberley of WA have become known all over the world through the striking paintings of Warmun community elders. Yet the culture of Warmun’s Gija people is now under threat.

To overcome this the elders of the community have begun a program to intensively educate young people in Gija language and culture. Young people are being taken out to experience the songs, dance, art and language in the sacred places of the land where they were traditionally taught. They are learning to both participate in their cultural traditions and to record them using media technology, so that future generations will have access to them. This exhibition will raise funds to make this vital program sustainable.


Featuring work from Indigenous and non-Indigenous artists: Churchill Cann, Betty Carrington, Phyllis Thomas, Madigan Thomas, Shirley Purdie, Beerbee Mungnari, Gordon Barney, Joan Ross, Elizabeth Frith, Arlene TextaQueen, Deborah Kelly, Keg de Souza, Ghostpatrol, Miso, Stephan Walker, Chay-ya Clancy, Michael Fikaris, Jane Yalunga, Richard Goodwin, Janet Laurence, Matt Ferns, Ned Sevil, Tom Sevil, Tony Sevil, Peter Rushforth, Simon Reece, Gerry Wedd, Donna Green, Julie Green, Nick Hollo, Nick Bleasel, Neil Evans, Vivienne Ferguson, Catherine Hearse, Rena Shein, Jason Wing, Lucia Scurrah, Julian Greer, Richard BB, Vexta, Ann Thomson, Reg Mombassa and Bruce Petty.

SPACE 2010

I am showing some of my drawings and a new large format print in this exhibition at George Paton Gallery (at melbourne uni) opening this wednesday. I will also be performing in the 'site specific performance' preluding the exhibition opening at 5.30pm with Ben and Bram. Hope you can come.




Antonia Green, Igloo, event-based project, 2009. Reclaimed timber, wire, PVC and fabric (installation detail)
      SPACE 2010
      Sustainability: Crisis or Opportunity Chay-ya Clancy, Antonia Green, Mike Hornblower, Paul Kalemba, Jill Orr and Rohan Schwartz Curated by Ben Dynan 17/27 March Opening night: Wednesday 17 March, 6-8pm Presentation by Jill Orr: Thursday 25 March, 1pm in the gallery. All welcome.
      Before the Opening:
      Public lecture: Art and Sustainability Michael Chew, co-founder of the Melbourne Environmental Arts Festival along with Guy Abrahams ,a presenter of Al Gore’s The Climate Project, will talk about the leading role art can play in creating change towards sustainability. Wednesday 17 March, 4.30–5.30pm Turner Theatre, Botany Building, Parkville Campus, University of Melbourne The lecture will be followed by site-specific performances around campus leading to the exhibition opening.
      George Paton Gallery Second floor, Union House, University of Melbourne 3010. Melways Map Reference 75A E7 Parking: Tin Alley (Gate 1) after 5pm Exhibition open 12-6pm Tuesday to Friday and 12-5pm Saturday until 27 March 2010 Enquiries 8344 5418 or 8344 4809 BH gpg@union.unimelb.edu.au 

5.2.10

i feel like it is a time of great retrospective and full fast forward catapulting. im flung too high and fast, my heart is crazy and bruised and just learning to really pump on its own..

24.12.09


My little brother Llewellyn took this photograph of my mini brother Noah with his new underwater camera. Pretty amazing photo.
so much to catch up on, have been away and will probably continuing being away from the internet for awhile.

15.11.09



The exhibition is nearing from the far. One week away now.
Check out the 100ono blog for more!

4.11.09

100ono / 1ooONO

Antonia Green and I are having a ONE NIGHT ONLY exhibition of photographs, prints and paintings on Monday 23rd of November 6-9pm at Per Square Metre Gallery on Johnston Street in Collingwood. We hope you can come! The whole exhibition only goes for 3 hours! Everything is for sale. Much love.

There is a feature article about me and the project I did with the Melbourne Writers Festival
up on the spanish online magazine MY BUFFER GUEST, check it out, its exciting!
Ive posted up the orginal version of the text here (in english!)

Moving Letters Moving Minds

by Ingrid Baring

Australian artist, Chay-Ya Clancy combines her fascination with language, colour and design to make public interactive art. Her installation of the Moving Letters Project at the Melbourne Writers Festival this year furthers her intention to make ‘work which intervenes, challenges, celebrates and connects community.’ It resulted from negotiations with the Festival’s co-director and attracted wide attention outside the two week event where local and international writers along with large numbers of visitors come each year.
Chay-Ya’s giant freestanding boards and orange tiles with white lower case script created an ever changing mirage of letters, punctuation, words and phrases, both enhancing the celebration of language and braking it down into geometric lines and curves. The public wrote freely on the ‘Scrabble Boards’, things like, ‘listen quiet children dream aloud’, ‘melbourne audio rocks’ and ‘bs & rs e & e sh? Menus from local cafes appeared, school groups wrote their names and the act of making language became a satisfying yet transitory experience.
For some time Chay-Ya has wanted to find ‘other ways to do things in the tangle of possibilities.’ After doing ten shows in two years, she headed to Berlin, where she was surrounded by a community making mess and noise and ‘changing the world one art project at a time.’ Back in Australia, Chay-Ya began chronicling the Moving Letters Project on Facebook and on her blog, stillness in flight.
In developing the project Chay-Ya selected then changed fonts, case, and colour, looking at serif and sans serif font options. She put a short list on Facebook for feedback. ‘Of course everyone liked a different one,’ she says and made her own decisions. Her favourite part of the process was the application of the stickers which, to make 200 letters, became a physical dance, Zen-like in its repetition.
To further document the Moving Letters Project, Chay-Ya assembled a group of performers to interact with the installation and photographed the happening. On a windy spring day the letters blew about the square and found a shape with both a deliberate and fluid forming and reforming of transient poetics. Letters were reversed, flipped and rotated; words spelt phonetically or misspelt sat along side repeated punctuation. From letters laid out in the foreground random words emerged and relationships with open ended meanings began to build. Goat/feed/toy/muse,/dead/ dented/through/aunt all appeared and then ‘through dented wey? mi ghostly aunt did swim’ came into being. As is with transience once these words found their voice they were packed up, and put away. New ideas arrived.
Chay-Ya’s interest in language and art lies in the spaces between letters, the aesthetics of punctuation and seeing the collective unconscious appear and disappear. The all weather installation stood for two weeks coming in from the cold each night. Chay-Ya hopes that it will reappear and be used again. This quirky Moving Letters Project has the potential of ongoing life and each time it’s born will be an event linking language, meaning, art and people.

Ingrid Baring is a Melbourne writer and performer

2.11.09


hello! exciting! from sohi x

29.10.09

If you are thinking of investing in a new venture: opening a shop or starting a harmonica orchestra or building a skyscraper, this would be the right time to start. All the stars are lined up for beginnings for Rats now. You health is better. You needed to de-stress.
chinese horoscope on facebook
festivals need resting places.

dimly lit caves - opportunities to sit / RESONATE with experiences.

different.interchangeable. self devised levels of engagement + interaction.


Sunshine breakfast on a day without sun.
Super broken rice cooked with quinoa.
Organic butter and himalayan crystal salt.
A poached egg. Finely sliced yellow paprika.
Lemon juice. Chopped almonds.
Made on 16th of October.
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
That is the length, the hope, the number. We have forgotten Moebius, we have given up on the Standard. Chandler speaks to us through three hundred and seventy two divisions, and we reply, all of us in monotonous tones, one after another, each voice getting quieter and quieter, the consonants unclear, all of us lost in pronuntiatio. We are the star speakers slowly murmuring out, slowly out to fade and to nothing.
Writing by Adam Thomas (also known as Preslav Literary School) post copied directly from his Dichterische Fragmente blog

28.10.09

I saw an incredible performance about a year ago in Berlin that I still think about, it revolutionised my world. It was a vocal dance/ sound body/ singing physicality improvisation between Gabriele Reuter and Barnaby Tree

"The weight of a melody contains the weight
of the arm and bone and muscle, the weight of the wooden bow, and Barnaby
notices this and plays with it." Sten Rudstrom

Ive been listening to to Barnaby's music in raptures.

24.10.09




These are photographs of the wonderful improv performer Dani Cresp.
I did an early morning photoshoot in Alexandria Gardens a couple of
weeks ago with the [as yet unnamed] physical theatre group she is working with.
Dani is performing at the next Explode - a night of improvised theatre on 14 November 8pm
at Small Block Cafe. Also featuring Al Wunder, Alice Cummins, Penny Baron, Lindesay Dresdon, Ian David, and Kim McClelland. Contact explodetheatre@gmail.com to book tickets.

23.10.09

"momentum and speed is critical to the way we experience sound." Anthony Magen
I went on a sound walk with Anthony as part of the recent project Interventionist's Guide

(thoughts from my notebook)
into spaces and backspaces of the city I had never gone into and hence enlivened my view, and raised possibilities of new and interesting interactions with this/my city (made me more interested in being here in melbourne).
thinking about public performance
dancing/movement/presence as
intervention - bring awareness to another way of being, a sensing-feeling- present-now-way of being.
alliances - more than one person is particularly powerful/noticeable.
walking in silence with other people who are
committed to being silent and aware, is very different to the silent (Lone) nomadic traverse.
I did a photoshoot with Ilan Abrahams from Sense of Place Projects a couple of days ago in the lead up to his CD launch at the Abbotsford Convent on Sunday 8th of November. Ilan will be performing at 10am and then again at 12.20pm with a chorus of children singing along with him. You can hear some of Ilan's music here

14.10.09

the library is the perfect place to read the newspaper. they are free, there are comfortable chairs and it has a pleasant temperature. there is a good selection of papers and they get re-used and re-read by many people. i dont read the newspaper but instead observe other people reading them and think about how this library idea is very good. there are also a lot of people who fall asleep in the library or come just to be around people. i think i would like to be a librarian of the people if i had more time and less other things that i was interested in.

8.10.09


todays breakfast on a green plate.

I am writing another blog, its called the Space Project.
exploring a conceptual relationship between writing/typesetting and physical space/movement.

7.10.09



i grew these portabello mushrooms. i am so excited about growing mushrooms. i want to find some oyster compost/spores and grow them too.

6.10.09

to question is the absolute duty of the soul
someone said this to me today, they couldnt remember the source of the quote but the words rang strong for me and so i write it here words loud, source unquoted .

27.9.09


sometimes you make something delicious after a particular occasion or a magical experience of collecting ingredients, such as walking into a really nice shop and there being incredible walnuts in shells (the nuts being this deep mahogany colour) and fresh broad beans in their pods and homegrown organic lettuce. and then pure deliciousness seems to happen. its a combination of good ingredients, the magic of acquiring them, and the feeling of really wanting to cook in your body.
this is dutch cream mash with butter, fried broad beans with garlic and walnuts, and salad with a thyme lemon yogurt sauce.

17.9.09

Why should we grieve that we've been sleeping?
It doesnt matter how long we've been unconscious.

We're groggy, but let the guilt go.
Feel the motions of tenderness
around you, the buoyancy.
from buoyancy by Rumi


love opens my chest,
and thought returns to its confines,

Patience and rational considerations leave.
Only passion stays, whimpering and feverish.

Some men fall down in the road like dregs thrown out.
Then, totally reckless, the next morning

they gallop out with new purposes. Love
is the reality, and poetry is the drum

that calls us to that. Dont keep complaining
about loneliness! Let the fear-language of that theme

crack open and float away. Let the preist come down
from his tower, and not go back up!
from granite and wineglass by Rumi



When ink joins with a pen, then the blank paper
can say something. Rushes and reeds must be woven
to be useful as a mat. If they werent interlaced,
the wind would blow them away.
Like that, God paired up
creatures, and gave them friendship.
from Of being woven by Rumi




Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Dont open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

~

Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there,

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesnt make any sense.

~

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Dont go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Dont go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Dont go back to sleep.
from A great wagon by Rumi


15.9.09


tamaras birthday breakfast of banana buckwheat pancakes with a million exciting things on top.



14.9.09

corporeality, the reality of having a body. the quality of being physical; consisting of matter.
My friend Bo told me he has been writing, he's not sure what it is, but i think it will be exciting...
Set in an age when time was measured in moons and tides and intrepid chronicles signified the worth of an explorer's existence. Letters to Isaac

9.9.09

confusion is a state of learning

30.8.09

29.8.09

Tomorrow, being Sunday the 30th of August is the last day of the Melbourne Writers Festival and so the last day of my installation being up in federation square. i will be there from 12.30pm, come and have lunch with me and we can re-arrange letters into words and sentences until we cant think of any more possible combinations and it is dark and everything is packed away.

28.8.09

24.8.09

This Friday the 28th of August at 12pm midday there will be a spontaneous happening of word improvising / interacting with my installation in federation square. you are welcome. hope you can come. its up until sunday.

21.8.09



the installation is finished (my part anyway). i delivered it to federation square yesterday. seen here in this photo back stage. From today it will be full centre, out in the open air of the fed sq plaza - ready to play (with you!).
The installation is part of Melbourne Writers Festival 21- 30 August. Im aiming to spend a bit of time down there documenting the words, sentences, and poetic things people write up. Hope to see you! Maybe we can have a picnic.