babel is a british/canadian artist, co-creator and editor of 391.org, a network of digital and traditional artists exploring early modernist movements in the context of new medias and the internet.
exhibitions in 2002 include Whalelane 3 (US); Stasis_Space Palimpsest Project (US); Window (New Zealand); Violens (Czech Republic); AugustArt (US); Arte (Brazil); ZeD TV ep.13 (Canada); 12-12 (Wales); Sleeping with Amnesia (US); aCaRamBoLa (Brazil); project hope (Germany/US); 404 (England/Canada/US)
web: latourdebabel.com / 391.org
more babel history: Chateau Versailles
BABEL (bA'bul, bab'ul) -n.
"Now the whole world had one language and a common speech. As men moved eastward, they found a plain in Shinar and settled there. They said to each other (...): "Come, let us build ourselves a city, with a tower that reaches the heavens so that we may make a name for ourselves and not be scattered over the face of the earth." But the Lord came down to see the city and the tower that the men were building, and said: "If, as one people speaking the same language, they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other." (...) That is why it was called Babel, because the Lord confused the language of the whole world."
"From times immemorial, man has aspired to the infinite. The first known attempt to reach infinity occurred in Babel and is told in Genesis... ever since, the Tower of Babel has become an allegory of the infinite - or of man's futile efforts to reach it."
"A fundamental reduction of scope and expressive power... is not the inevitable outcome of a sustained exposure to computer usage, but it is obviously increasingly likely with the growth in computer literacy... This is one form of standardization that clearly answers to the aspect of cultural degradation hinted at in the title of this book. Paradoxically, exposure to technobabble invites a resumption of the state of artificial unanimity anticipated by the builders of that tower whose destruction mythically inaugurated the creative babble of human history."
"Unlike the previous builders of the tower to truth ("God"), the citizens of this Babel will all speak the same language, but they still won't understand one other. Each word they say will be endowed with too much meaning, not too little, and consequently it will have none. Alternatively, the cult of silence, the ambience of the 'death of the subject', will reject the word as an unnecessary lie, and leave others to claim access to the authorial 'Word of God'"
after 391: picabia's early multimedia experiments
prone and wrything
text: lilly von
1999 - 2001
random poem generator
animated process poems [IE only]
1996 - 1997
concrete process poetry
visual, concrete and kinetic poetry
1995 - 2000
1995 - 2000
animated process poems [IE only]
1995 - 1997
The Creyer Faltics
1990 - 2000
[flash 6 & high bandwidth]
audiovisual environment [flash]
painting: inese vepa
vocals: jane jones
the turtle and the scorpion
interactive parable [flash, realplayer]
30 pieces of silver
virtual babel encyclopedia
alien and ufo conspiracy
Order = disorder; self = not-self; affirmation = negation; ultimate emanations of absolute art... I love an old work for its novelty. It is only contrast that attaches us to the past.
Without unleashing a storm of delirium one can work systematically to deprive the distinction between subjective and objective of both necessity and value.
The decision of poetry... to dismiss language is imminent
What we need to look at is not the message once grasped but the actual grasping of the message at the elementary level: at what happens when we read, when the eyes settle on the lines and travel along them, and all that goes with this perusal.
Everything is the same as everything that is not the same. Even if I didn't believe it, it's the truth of the fact that I've put it on paper - because it's a lie that I have fixed like a sheepdog on a string, shouting GO! GO!
..affiliated members of a gang of dadaist assassins have signed a self-protection contract for operations of this sort.
The word, the word, the word outside your domain, your stuffiness, this laughable impotence, your stupendous smugness, outside all the parrotry of your self-evident limitedness.
Dada has 391 different attitudes and colours according to the sex of the president.
In various ways, the lie has become the standard currency of culture. The cruel truth is that we have lost the right to choose when we want to be disbelieved.
Dada is the world soul, dada is the pawnshop.
Once the illegibility of the fragment has been confirmed by the sheer numbers of variant reading applied to it, the apparatus of commentary and interpretation becomes self-perpetuating.
Art must be unaesthetic in the extreme, useless and impossible to justify.