all or nothing #15 - what time is it?
table of contents
1.events 2.words 3.missed connections 4.horoscope 5.listen
»looking back
+chaos theory: multimedia showcase 2.24+
All media boils down to sound and/or color. Often art remains static, but what happens when you add a little bit of kinetic energy to the mix? Pure chaos. Carlos Rosario, Abe the Kid, Xavier Emmanuel, and Zeelie Brown provided a beautiful blend of audiovisual magic to the intimate East Village crowd.
+sunday salon 2.25+
Tears fell, tempers flared, words were spoken and eventually unspoken, but most importantly, conversations were had, eye contact was made, and moments were shared. Great feats of poetic and musical acrobats were demonstrated on the rug, leaving spectators in a state of timeless awe and wonder. Sorry you missed it.
»looking forward
+paper cuts opening reception+
A single piece of paper can wage war, cut flesh, or create a universe. The limitless possibility of the utilitarian office supply exists on a vast spectrum of function and art. The interdisciplinary artist Imani Guy Duckette explores the multiplicity of paper through her solo exhibition paper cuts, which has an opening reception on Friday, March 1st, from 7-11 pm at our 77 E 3rd St. location.
+chaos theory closing reception+
Chaos doesn’t exist on a temporal plane, but unfortunately art galleries do so come through on Thursday, February 29th, to 77 E 3rd St. at 6 pm to experience the spectrum of abstraction one last time before the chaos halts forever.
words
+ O by katya+
Look into the light In there you’ll find The middle, the end, and the beginning of time In the beginning of time There you’ll find Formless nature Energy begins to wind In the middle of time There you’ll find Energy wound Forms bound Shapes interacting In the world around An entropic peak These forms can speak And analyze and realize And impact and distract And create and destroy Feel sadness despair And love and and joy In the end of time In there you’ll find It’s all unwound Into the sweet sublime And this is the way The sweet light stays It winds and unwinds Until the end of day When the end of days Comes alive someday The way it goes Is the light survives The circle starts over The end comes closer And then the first day Begins again all over
missed connections
+sunday salon 2.25
You: doing your best holden caulfield impression
Me: just another phony
Description
Is love really just hate disguised as obsession, moonlighting as care underneath unidentifiable layers of dependency that eventually come to be recognized as connection after enough seconds have been shared? I don’t know, but maybe we should find out?
+multimedia showcase
You: an alluring outline of shadows
Me: wearing sunglasses at night
Description:
You are the evening air. With moon eyes and stars weaved into your hair. I may not have gotten the best look at you, but believe me when I say: I see you.
+private views reception
You: timeless
Me: just trying to pass the time
Description:
This wasn’t the first time, and it certainly won’t be the last, but maybe next time will finally be our time.
horoscopes
+Aries+
Time can’t be wasted when we’re all just wasting away, so close your eyes and taste the day. (Or the rainbow if you’re more of a Skittles fan.)
+Taurus+
Take a pause, take heed. Your time will come, but once it arrives there’ll be no stopping it. There’s no universal remote for life, it's just all play.
+Gemini+
What time is it? Game time. Don’t ask the coach, just get in the freaking game. Hit the nearest antique shop. And I don’t mean the cookie cutter chain thrift store with an “antique” section. Nah, I mean that real metal ish. I’m talking about a little storefront that looks like a hoarder’s storage unit. Once inside the fray, find a pocket watch. It doesn’t need to work, it just needs to be a pocket watch. Find a sharp piece of metal, ie pocket knife, a pair of scissors, a razor, whatever. Just make sure it’s sharp and make sure you don’t cut yourself like a moron. All Street really can't afford another lawsuit right now :( Anyway, once a sharp object is identified, use it to engrave the inside of the pocket watch with the first and last letter of your name, the name of the first person that comes to mind, your biggest enemy, and the love of your life. If any letters repeat more than once, find the nearest subway and yell out, “pocket watch” on the platform. Remember who looks at you the longest. Then follow that person (again we don’t need another lawsuit, just use your best judgment on this one, but then again, if you don’t perfectly fulfill your horoscope, then you shall immediately perish) until you find the perfect moment to covertly slip the pocket watch into their pocket. If no letters repeat, then just keep it in your sock drawer until the time is right.
+Cancer+
Life is but a pendulum swinging through space, sending your being bouncing up against the very fabric of time. Try to feel the texture: is it smooth, rough, soft or hard? Are you feeling what’s actually there or what you hope is there?
+Leo+
Wearing a watch is like wearing a shackle to your own mortality. Every second passed is a second closer to death. So stop counting down and start making it count.
+Virgo+
Pacing is everything, considering time is relative in relation to speed. So the slower you go, the longer you last, but the faster you go the longer you live.
+Libra+
While sleep may be the cousin of death, procrastination is the mother of failure. So break up the family and start living.
+Scorpio+
Rather than hoarding seconds, track change. For the only real measure of time is your internal clock, not the one with numbers and hands but with emotions and colors.
+Sagittarius+
If you don’t have time for it today, then you certainly won’t have time for it tomorrow. But if you time it just right, you might slip into a wormhole and never experience time again.
+Capricorn+
You’ve never existed in any time other than today. Tomorrow will forever be ahead and yesterday will forever be behind while you are stuck in today, forever.
+Aquarius+
If not now, when? Urgency doesn’t need to be stressful, it can just be the manifestation of now into a tangible feeling. So embrace the now, be present, and follow your urges.
+Pisces+
You’re not only a waste of space, but time, too.
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+Send us your writing, ideas, notes, observations or anything you want to gallery@allstnyc.com to be considered for future editions of all or nothing+