tisdag 12 augusti 2008

Snapshots of the past moth

One of the ideas that were behind the trip through Europe that Aron and I undertook this past month was that of artistic input/output. With notepads in hands we set out to take part of some of the finest sights this continent has to offer, hoping to fill said notepads with our impressions and thoughts.
Partially I guess one kind of killed the other. If you contantly stuff your head with new powerful impressions, it's hard to truly settle down and create something. So basically what I did was to just portray what I saw, which really is what I do otherwise aswell. So.
Aron was of course my foremost subject:

This was drawn with a set of colour pencils, right by a canal close to Amsterdams central station. The light of that city was truly inspiring, and so was trying to capture it with those colour pencils.

Drawn in Haarlem, a smaller city nearby Amsterdam, I could have detailed the background a lot more in this one. I really like how the face came out though.


This is Aron at Venice's central station, waiting for the train to Ljubljana. Drawn with a set of regular pencils and a white one.
Now one of the most, purely visually, impressive sights of this trip was the scenery around and on Lake Bled (Slovenia), which also inspired a poem Aron has posted here. There was, as you may know, a church on the island in the middle of this big lake, surrounded by treecovered hills. This is my take on the scene:

At the Leopold Museum in Vienna, Austria, I had the opportuniy to copy some of Egon Schiele's drawings. Schiele is an artist I really like, plus a fantastic draughtsman. Gustav Klimt's superior, according to Klimt himself. Copying his drawings was a great experience. It felt funny how his lines seemed so natural to draw, so essential somehow. It felt almost like I had drawn these drawings before.
These are the ones I think turned out best:

That's all for now, thanks for the kindness and shit in response to my previous posts.

Weekly quote:

"I'm gonna tear this room down with my two bare...minds"
-Camu Tao

/Theo

EP report, the books, drawing etc.

Dear friends!

My (Frans) summer has been highly productive, although I haven't been contributing much to the blog. Main reasons for this are I have spent a lot of time in summer houses in Hässleholm and Karlskrona. I have been really busy with my music making, though. The idea of a demo CD or EP appears clearer for each tune I nearly finish. Many of my songs tend to lean towards sample/loop-based hip hop beats, but I intend to record some more or less improvised tunes over guitar à la "Rain" and "Moynaq". I will try to crossfade between the beat-based songs and the more meditative ones, and hope that the overall flow will appear pleasant for the listener. Hopefully, the clash between electronic black music and guitar-driven folk music wont be that bad.

I've been chasing sample material all summer. It's good to use a program where you can manipulate mp3 files. I use Ableton Live a lot, but for basslines and other synths, I turn to Reason, a reliable old friend. Torbjörn Lundquist, Chick Corea, Earth,Wind & Fire are some artits I've incorporated in music, as well as Freda Payne, Cal Tjader and Ornette Coleman. I've got intentions to find saxophone solos to spice up my songs.

I have also been sketching on some artwork for the EP, inspired by medieval art. So, the plan I guess, is to post the demo to some minor record companies on both sides of the ocean and hope for positive answers. By September 15 some 20 packages containing my material will be shipped to the appropriate labels.

New songs will appear soon at http://www.myspace.com/fransswahn.

Cleaning out my room at my fathers place, I found lots of drawings from my early teens and forward. Since I rarely draw at all nowadays, I reckon it might be of interest if I post some of the pictures here at Swedish Technology. I'll be back tomorrow with updates on this.

Er... Shit, it's hard to write things that are supposed to be all official... You try to sound professional, but then you realize your not such a good writer, nor speaker, and your English is terrible. It costs to be anti-social.

Good thing happened the other week. When in Karlskrona, we got hold of heaps of paperbacks, most of them essential classics. I brought home some 30 Dostoevskys, Gorkijs, Hesses, Östergrens, Vians, Zolas and Goethes. I've never been much of a reader, but this is a sign that it's time for me to pick up the book, and gradually also the pen and paper. Poetry, reflections on life... Etc. Why did I ever stop immortalizing the every day moments and unusual occurrenceses of my life? This blog is a good thing. A tool for reaching and discovering our goals. We are young, we have ideals. Now let's get up and let our voices be heard!

Thank you Aron and Theo, for posting poems and paintings. Seeing the work of friends really encourages me in my own creative development.

Frans


söndag 10 augusti 2008

Två (numera 3!) Europadikter

En månads tågluff resulterade dessvärre bara i tre ganska korta lyriska produktioner, vilket å andra sidan innebär att jag var ganska upptagen med att se saker. Kanske kommer det mer när jag hunnit smälta och bearbeta intrycken lite. Här kommer i alla fall det som blev av:

Amsterdam 14/7 -08

Solen har ett öga för kanalstäder;
I Amsterdam är hon vattnets fyrtorn.
På gatan möter jag en blick:
Rembrandts, från ett tidigt självporträtt.
De trånga gränderna knuffar upp själen på ett moln.
Några minuter därifrån de gröna savannerna
Och man önskar sig vara landskapsmålare.

Bledsjön 28/7 -08

Klockans eko är bergens rop.
Ett lågmält mullrande
För att väcka slumrande gudar.
Från klippvägg till trädtopp,
Över sjön vandrar ett hemligt språk.
Hur talade naturen
Innan människan
Kunde bära hennes budskap?

Palatinen
Hemkommen besöker resan mig.
Ljusen som inte sken för 2000 år sen
Synes mig plötsligt starkare
Än då de ledde min nattliga färd.
I Sveriges mörker slås jag
Av minnets outsinliga krafter

Alla monument reses i trots mot tiden
Men visar till sist att de, likt tiden,
Segrar över människan, sin skapare,
I en utdragen gladiatorkamp
Som inte alltid kan fortlöpa.

På avstånd marschmusik,
Trumman kommer hitåt…


Jag är nog mest nöjd med nr.2 - den förra känns aningen sökt. Jag kan även tillägga att jag också fortfarande velar lite vad gäller radindelningen för alla dikterna. Nr.2 tillkom på plats vid Bledsjön i Slovenien, där jag satt på en bänk vid vattenkanten och spanade ut över den ensamma ön som ligger mitt i sjön. Plötsligt börjar klockan i den lilla, men ståtliga kyrka, som mirakulöst nog är placerad på själva ön, att slå. Det är kyrkans interaktion med de omgärdande bergsväggarna som är diktens utgångspunkt.

Nr.1 är ett impressionistiskt försök att fånga en flyktig stad. Ibland är jag nöjd med den. För det mesta inte.

Den sista - nytillskottet - började ta form då jag promenerade upp på Palatinen, kullen som Rom skall ha grundats på. Jag slogs av en märklig känsla; känslan av ett väldigt närvarande förflutet. Jag antecknade några fragment, men mycket mer blev det inte. Några dagar efter att jag hade kommit hem till Lund insåg jag plötsligt, i ett sådant ögonblick som kommer över en ibland, minnets enorma förmåga. Jag gillar hur det spatiala hoppet mellan Rom och Lund sker samtidigt som hela den temporala dimensionen är närvarande. Det är iallafall denna effekt jag har försökt uppnå. Jag är också ganska nöjd med det ambivalenta slutet. Men nu har jag nog sagt för mycket. Läs själva istället vetja.


Ni som läser - kommentera gärna!

/Aron

lördag 9 augusti 2008

I love dublab

So dublab and creative commons have a new art project where a bunch of audio loops and and also record label formed artwork is released on this sight http://intoinfinity.org/ and it's all open for any one to download as they want and make new music and art with it, if i understand everything correctly. So go make som music thats what I'm gonna do.


/Jonas Edenbrandt

tisdag 5 augusti 2008