Zeeglas Machine: Build up- 16 May 2011 with Lorenzo and Carl

With gratitude and respect to Lorenzo and Carl.

Zeeglas Machine: 16 May 2011 First run(smooth, but without glass)

It comes at last with peace and exhilaration. The moment of first sight is filled with power and calm. I find the warmth in my center pushing up through my body and curling the corners of my mouth. My eyes getting wider. My fingers tingling. My heart racing. Steady.

Bustin' With Lyske

Lyske's Fated Arrangement:


The Good Stuff:


The Aftermath:


Battle Wounds L:


Battle Wounds M:

bits

I'll start this one with an image for Italo.

Italo Calvino's Invisible Cities is in itself a deeply nostalgic book.


Four


Three


Two


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here's a nice view with the location of the coming Zeeglas machine in the background.



Yesterday's walk through the village of Enkhuizen in search of a grocery store and a basic understanding of my greater surroundings.




Progress on the machine...well already almost a week old, but here's the main wheel and the beautiful 270mm sprocket.


The early morning view out into my "backyard".


And finally the developing installation in my front window, future Zeeglas.

Week 5: In the realm of the unknown we are all romantics

When confronted with the word "Zeeglas" those who had never heard it before immediately launched into creative, romantic even fantastical imaginings.

Based in fact, myth, mystery, cognition all replies to my question, "Do you know what Seaglass is?" came from a dreamers perspective. The eyes of the curious see through the lenses of the storyteller.

When confronted with the unknown, we try to create definition through fantasy....




I had just an image of glass coming out of water...and i was imaging making glass out of see water.
Nothing very exciting.

M


rough blocks of mineral salt
k





I my dear have time until heaven personally falls down to pick me up.

I was immediately searching in my head what it could be.

I saw these beautiful colors different blues, blue-greens and greens floating in layers, lighter color bits (they mite have been fish or other life) in the darker parts,
but all behind a very thin transparent glass layer, not a totally straight surface. It was under water, there was movement.
Was I under water as well?

And the shapes?

When it came clear that the sea glass is the glass that I love steeling from the beach, I immediately went with my brain to my sea collection from Africa,
still stalled out in my house. Because the shapes are beautiful and also the feeling of them are great.

Have a good sleep.

M



Hey Marc,

I first thought about a very bad movie I once saw on the boat from Kiel to Oslo.... with Reese Witherspoon.... (sorry) There it seemed that if lightning struck (?)(...hits ground... sorry bad English)

the sand on the beach it would form this weird thing with sort of tentacles.. octopuses. This was before your explanation. After I had to think about the equivalent, the sand/water beaten bits of wood... driftwood (?) We used to find it a lot in Norway and my mom and I built small houses of it for the 'nisse' (a Norwegian gnome, bit bigger).

good luck!
L



I immediatly had to think about the discovery of glass when you said the word seaglass.
It would be fantastic to try and make glass in that way, i would like to join you if you are going to do this.


J





Hey Marc,

It's difficult to remember what my thought were yesterday,
but what I remembered the came up in my mind fist was glass that was made by the salt of the sea.
Hahah now I read it back it sounds stupid.
I don't really know if this is an answer to your question..
But I actually liked the idea of imitating a nature process in a machine.
I think this could turn out very interesting.

I hope I helped you enough.

Greets,

C



hallo marc,
my first thought on sea glass was the glass made by lightning on the sea(we talked about it)

The second image that comes up is ,concerning the elements water fire etc. exactly the opposite I think of a frozen sea crystal clear ice-combined with the sound of a strong force -cracking-
what else comes up in my mind after thinking longer are the bottles with a message, drawings from cy twombly(he made a series called poems of the sea)
the words are as well combined for me with high voltage tunes and a memory of an rather aseptic, clean surrounding
take care and good luck
u


Hello Marc,

I don’t know which phrase you mean: but when I read the word sea glass I have to think about:

Something very light with green/blue (turquoise) appearance

Greetings, g



zeeglas;

mysterious word
green
time
poetic idea that the big big bleu ocean spits little colorblocks

*A




thanks to my colleagues at the Sandberg Institute Department of Applied Arts.

Zuiderzee Musical Interlude

Well my video won't load so I'll share another version of the Mingulay Boat Song. THis one best only weakly captures what I had the good fortune to see. Its much better live.






And here, the lovely Zuiderzee Ballade

Week 4 Day 10(i'm gonn have to do a back blog for Week 3 Day 9, not to be missed however strange it was)

Morning pic(well late night):



With a 1 meter square piece of plywood strapped to my back I stepped off the train after returning from a late evening trip to Amsterdam to get the last of my supplies. Fighting the burly wind striking harmonics in the rigging of the huge array of saiboats in the harbor, I made my way along the wall to my new home. Ik ben de kunstenaar op de maand. or so that's the title for those of us who will be sharing the fishing house for our presentations.

I moved in today: 1. to my little apartment, house #70.








2. to the fish house KP7 for my work.


To inaugurate my entrance I did a little dumpster diving and found among other things, a variety of enameled pots to use for cleaning the glass. I wheeled them down to the shore and immersed myself in something that is hard to explain. That timeless connection with experience and process, life and living. Drawing water from the frequent waves I scrubbed the hard, caked grime from the pots with sand and crushed shells, a mixture quite prevalent here and well used for a variety of things. At first I thought of myself as immersing myself in the history of this place as I dunk the pots. But I realized that it is not a sense of history that i'm touching, but rather a connection to reality the unchanging qualities of physical existence, experience.
Exfoliating too.


I was creating nostalgia, aware of the importance of this experience and the sheer wonder of having such an opportunity. A moment you know has impact even before you can see the crater's edge.

While I spent several hours at the Museum, it felt like most of the day was spent in the train.
But here I've got to give a shout out to Jan from the metal department at the rietveld.
No other way would I have been able to cut PVC end caps O.D. 350mm but with his help...Worth way more than a few pieces of Laurierdrop candy. But it seemed to put a smile on his face.


Here at two in the morning with the fresh start just ahead I end this entry with a full brain and a new neighbor.