Archive for May, 2019

The Cannery Residency: Day 3

May 31, 2019

Wake up at 7am. I put an extra blanket over my sleeping bag, woke up warm and rested, my nose is no longer running continuously.

Today’s ‘Ancient Whacks of Heraclitus’ card is “You can’t step into the same river twice.” The interpretation reads, “A flowing river constantly changes its contents and shape. It may look the same from moment to moment, but it is never the same. It is important to continually update our assumption about what is ‘real’.”

Off to walk the NE Quadrant –

I start at The Cannery, walk north on 175. I passNorthern Bay Market then turn right on a single-lane road leading across the fields toward an old farm. The fields have been mowed within the past year, but now lie fallow. Halfway there, between fields, there’s a collection of old, broken farm equipment.

Mosquitoes and gnats are out. The black flies gave up early this year, thankfully. I walk through the used equipment dump, out the other side, then along the northern edge of another large field. Lots of little white wildflowers in the border between the field and the scrub. Occasionally, a small patch of violets.

I continue east toward Winslow Stream. Out of the corner of my eye, by a bend in the stream, I spot an eagle. Just a quick glimpse as it swoops low over the water, then turns the corner and heads upstream. I arrive at the banks of Winslow Stream.

There are bigger trees along the stream banks, woods on the far side. At this point the stream seems quite wide, I suspect beavers. I sit for awhile by the stream, then follow it back towards the road. I can’t get to close to the water as there’s a mat of soggy grass along the stream. Still soaked from the Spring runoff. I jog around a small stream. On the way back to I find a small, neglected cemetery.

I find the beaver dam and continue scrambling downstream. The stream drops a couple of feet, threads its way through a collection boulders. There are some old concrete pylons tilting off-vertical that were, perhaps, some sort of water management system. I arrive back the road, at The Cannery and turn south on 175 then east on 177. I walk along the road past a couple of houses, past Downeast Yacht Services. There’s scrub forest on either side of the road. Small trees, lot’s of undergrowth, not the original forest. I leave the road and walk into an area that has been recently clear cut. It’s a mess – stumps, dead branches tangled on the ground – nearly impossible to walk through.

I wonder what it would be like to walk through the original forest. The trees were probably taller – hardwoods, spruce and pine. I Google “Maine old growth forests” and get this –

“Old-growth forests provide opportunities to go back in time and experience the character of the land as it may once have been before human disturbance. Generally such forests must be: free of evidence of logging or other disruption, of a sufficient size to constitute a forest, stable in composition and structure, and dominated by climax species of old trees that have attained at least half of their potential longevity.

“Three old-growth forests, surveyed for Maine’s Critical Areas Program, are near the shores of Eagle Lake. The largest is the Eagle Lake Old-Growth Forest (about one-hundred acres) and is near the eastern shore on a ridge opposite the southeast end of Pillsbury island. Here, some white pines are over three feet in diameter and up to one-hundred thirty feet high – among the tallest pine trees in Maine.“

What’s left after logging is, as noted, a sorry mess. After a half-hour of tripping and stumbling, I give up, walk back to The Cannery. I sit on the porch and record traffic sounds. Members of Leslie’s knitting circle begin to arrive. I follow them inside and get to work editing then posting images from yesterday’s walk.

Selfie

Zeke and I and pick up fish sandwiches, onion rings, and Strong Brewery IPA for dinner. After dinner we all watch a Netflix documentary on Lee Morgan. I set my phone to upload images and go to bed.

Recording #349

May 31, 2019

AVSynth recorded May 23 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell.

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Gigs May, 2019

May 31, 2019

May 1 at MassArt, Boston MA
Artist’s Talk for Judy Dunaway’s class

May 10 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell MA
Egregoros:
Christos Koulendros – Sidrazzi
Walter Wright – amplified drum kit

May 12 at Studio 505, Cambridge MA
ensemble inédit ?!
Joe Burgio – artistic director
Katerine Gagnon, Ofri Rieger, Charlotte Wagner, Walter Wright – movement, sound
Class and rehearsal, intention score, multilingual, some new instruments 8^O

May 17 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell MA
Egregoros:
Christos Koulendros – Sidrazzi
Walter Wright – amplified drum kit

May 24 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell MA
Egregoros:
Christos Koulendros – Sidrazzi
Walter Wright – amplified drum kit

May 26 at Studio 505, Cambridge MA
ensemble inédit ?!
Joe Burgio – artistic director
Joe Burgio, Walter Wright – movement, sound

The Cannery Residency
May 29 – June 9 in Penobscot ME
Installation using (3) video projections, quad sound.

The Cannery Residency: Day 2

May 30, 2019

Wake up at 7am, my internal alarm clock. It’s still pretty cold, so I stay under the covers until I hear Leslie in the Kitchen. I get up, make tea, clean up the studio workbench, set up my equipment.

I caught Mary Ann’s virus, my nose is running overtime. So a nice cup of tea, bundle up, off to walk the NW Quadrant –

I start at The Cannery aka Leslie Ross Bassoons, the circle on the map, and walk north along Rte 175 toward the town ‘center’. The idea is to the record rhythms, textures and patterns that I encounter along the way. These can natural or man-made. Since I’m on the road into town these are mostly man-made – the cars traveling to and from town at irregular intervals. When two or cars are heading the same direction, one after the other, the pass me at 4 second intervals. Sometime cars pass me in opposite directions, sort of a ‘whoosh-woosh’. The houses are placed at regular intervals along the road. Lots seem to have a standard width or frontage. Too far apart to register as a regular ‘beat’. However the patterns and textures are interesting. The houses are surrounded by a yard, a flat expanse of lawn. Some houses also have trees placed along the road or in the open space around the house. The trees and flower beds are placed deliberately, regularly spaced. The only natural vegetation appears in the drainage ditch alongside the road.

Studio

Workbench

Bedroom

There are couple of ‘open spaces’, the Market parking lot, and a little farther on a contractor yard. Both are graveled, cleared of vegetation. The Market lot is bisected by a sign advertising ‘Lobsters Mussels and Clam Meat’, the contractor’s yard has a series of 3 or 4 stone cairns, regularly spaced along the road. From here to town center are houses, again regularly spaced.

Just before the town center, there are open fields either side of the road. One next to a church, possibly a recreation area. And on my an open field leading down to the water. I leave the road and walk across the field towards the water. This is not a flat, well-manicured lawn. No trees or flower beds beds. In contrast to orderly patterns along the road and around the houses, the vegetation in the field at first seems chaotic. However, as I walk across the field I realize that the vegetation is, in fact, disbursed according to a different set of rules. Then I reach the shoreline!

Open field

Milkweed Pod

Wildflowers

Shoreline

A whole new dynamic, the natural rhythm of the waves, the play of light of the surface of the water, the sounds of waves as they break against the larger boulders lining the shore. Small trees and bushes border the field and the shore. Small pools nestle amongst the boulders. Kelp is draped over the pools. Bleached driftwood is lodged in the clefts between rocks. I clamber up and down along the shore, back towards the road, across a small rest area with a picnic table and a view of the bay, then back along the shoreline. The sounds here are quite different from the road. I can still here the cars going by at irregular intervals but this plays over the regular sound of the waves. I clamber for another 10-15 minutes then turn back towards the road.

Thru the scrub of undeveloped land. small trees and bushes, some with flowers. And bordering the road into an adjoining property I see my first Fiddleheads. Not a real forest, the growth here is a jumble of small trees and bushes, small boulders, and pools of water overgrown with sedge. I arrive back at the road, walk back towards The Cannery.

I turn west, just before The Cannery, walk towards Freethy Point. I’m joined by two neighbors and a big, black dog. Before arriving at the boat ramp, I scramble down to the shore then work my way back along Winslow Creek. Leslie says since they un-damned the creek, fish have returned. A couple of weeks ago there was a shad run and, farther down the bay, the salmon have returned. I’m wondering how the fish manage to swim up the creek, ‘jumping’ up the rapids on their way upstream. I’m sitting thinking about this when I feel a large slobbery tongue on my cheek. The big, black dog says ‘hello’.

Fiddleheads

Back at The Cannery. I join Leslie and Zeke for lunch. In the bookshelf next to the kitchen I find a deck of cards, ‘Ancient Whacks of Heraclitus: A Creativity Tool Based on the Epigrams of Heraclitus’. The top card is titled, “The sun is new each day”. On the back side of the card is the interpretation, “Improvise. If the sun is new each day, why limit yourself to approaches and solutions that you’ve used in the past?”

Time to re-patch the AVSynth, working on birdsongs. Early to bed.

Recording #348

May 30, 2019

AVSynth recorded May 23 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell.

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The Cannery Residency: Day 1

May 29, 2019

I pack up my AVSynth, computer, (3) Raspberry Pi’s, video projector, and floor percussion. Pick up the rental car, load out, I’m off by noon. I495N to I95N to Augusta ME, Rte 3E to Belfast, Rte 1N across the Penobscot River, then Rte15S to Rte199, I arrive at The Cannery around 5pm. Leslie is in her garden, picking dandelions and cleaning the roots. I load in.

Dinner with Leslie. we talk about PhDs, residencies and collaboration. Zeke arrives around 9pm, with some new, used books. I’m in bed by 10pm.

Recording #348

May 29, 2019

AVSynth recorded May 23 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell.

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Recording #346

May 28, 2019

Amplified drum kit recorded May 22 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell.

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Recording #345

May 27, 2019

Amplified drum kit recorded May 22 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell.

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Recording #344

May 26, 2019

Amplified drum kit recorded May 22 at 114 Grand Street, Lowell.

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