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SoDA WORKS 2015

The SODA WORKS 2015 compiles selected contents of the SODA master graduates of 2016 thesis projects. It reflects the experimentation and/or critical reflection that the SODA students pursue in preparation of their final SODA project. It positions their work in relation to their experiences and to wider cultural and aesthetic questions and conditions.

The SODA WORKS 2015 compiles selected contents of the SODA master graduates of 2016 thesis projects. It reflects the experimentation and/or critical reflection that the SODA students pursue in preparation of their final SODA project. It positions their work in relation to their experiences and to wider cultural and aesthetic questions and conditions.

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Some limits are easy to find. Limits like aerobic fitness,<br />

strength, balance, attention. Others are obscured.<br />

Hiding in corners, folds and depths. Hidden in clouds of<br />

thought and feeling. Taken for granted or assumed to<br />

be fundamental. How might I confront the limits of my<br />

imagination? How real are they? Have my expectations<br />

of the world been formed by inaccurate impressions? Is<br />

there a way to test that? Frames help. If you can frame<br />

a situation so that it orients itself towards a question,<br />

directs the force of its unfolding into an enigma,<br />

a fresh ream of experience might be revealed. This<br />

is what I have learnt. Categories help. Naming helps.<br />

Questioning your constructions help. Precision helps,<br />

effort helps. And when these frames, these activities<br />

are organised around a sufficiently wild problem, the<br />

risk of reduction and flattening is reduced. The risk of<br />

discovery is heightened.<br />

Patterned Interference existed in a field of tension between<br />

three realms: the realm of spatial arrangement,<br />

the realm of subjective experience, and the realm of<br />

language. All three choreographed and modulated one<br />

another in a chaotic, interdependent fashion. Perhaps<br />

what we were really training was the ability to facilitate<br />

this particular interaction, the confluence of three<br />

realms through ourselves. The outcome of this encounter<br />

was, for me, an enigma. Although I knew what we<br />

were doing, and more or less how we got there, each<br />

night we performed the work I encountered a hard limit<br />

in my ability to encompass or understand the situation<br />

as a whole. I didn’t have an adequate frame through<br />

which to organise my impressions. The system simply<br />

exceeded me. The complexity of its quiverings and<br />

thrashings left me dizzy and saturated. But also awake<br />

and curious. It was not cathartic. Mostly I was left with<br />

a sense of work. Endless work. Beautiful work.

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