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On Marc Lafia: Mathieu Borysevicz:

2020, Th Event of Art

In his forward essay for The Event of Art (described below) Mathieu Borysevicz writes about Lafia's early computational works wherein Daniel Coffeen in the follow up essay takes on his relational work , The Post-Media, Post-Relational Work of Marc Lafia ...Lafia's work foreshadow the instantaneous transmission of the image and the omnipresence of the social network that digital technology was ushering in. Marc was aware that the picture, moving from emulsion to code, would initiate an entirely new relation to photography, one in which our bodies, knowledge, and time would unfold. It was in this envelope of technological transition that Marc’s work found its solid ground. Yet while his interest is in the power of the image and its changing universal nature, he also constantly endeavors to make the image one’s very own. His pursuit is about the changing notion of subjectivity, of self, against the assault of representation. ... While Marc’s pursuits were very much informed by his meanderings in deconstruction theory, his real creative impulse was dictated by his coming of age with MTV. Variable Montage, Loops and Iterations, Computations and Permutations were some of his earliest and most mesmerizing exploits that came after the artist’s introduction to the programming software engine MAX/MSP. ...Marc would take his interest in recording to interrogate new modes of creating a personal archive and self-organizing computational system. Here recording is not only memory, and a data structure, but a permutational instrument and ever-changing horizon of iterations. The Event of Art (forthcoming Punctum Books, winter 2020) presents the work of art as a complex material and societal event. The event is multiple, a continual becoming of perception, being, materiality, participation, a coming to one’s own senses. The work of art is the event of becoming present to one’s embodiment. Lafia traverses and self examines how his early strategies of cultural reading of photography and film, of interface and network culture and social media transform to an investigation of materiality itself. His interest becoming the realm of the sensible and the sensate. Here he presents the idea of art as a medium itself, giving us wide permission to explore and examine our deepest feelings and senses, our world and its becoming.

Mathieu Borysevicz: On Marc Lafia where do we begin? perhaps with the great luminosity of the sun in its radiance, in its warmth, in its travel we mark the day… (Excerpts from Confessions of an Image, script for the film, Marc Lafia, 2001.) It was a few days after 9/11 that I met Marc Lafia for the first time. We were both enrolled in a residency program at the Atlantic Center for the Arts, which was located on an idyllic estuary in the middle of Florida, oddly enough only a stone’s throw from where the pilots of the World Trade Center tragedy were trained. There were about ten of us, and many, like myself, had come down in a state of shell-shock from NYC. Marc hailed from San Francisco and seemed like an only child away at camp for the first time. As we mutated between a state of disbelief and despair, our evenings were occupied by alcohol-soaked group critiques, whereby we’d offer up our work to one another. Marc, at his own bequest, was one of the first to present. His film occupied more time than anyone had patience for and was not only monotonous, hard to understand, and droning to the brink of being annoying, but also, given the global atmosphere and my state of mind, brilliantly razor-sharp in message and form. In the aftermath of 9/11, incessant replaying of destruction footage gave scholars and the public alike enough fodder to examine our schizophrenic, subservient, and often submissive relationship to images. What had been anticipated time and time again in cinema and the public’s visual imagination had now been actualized. Lafia’s aptly titled Confessions of an Image consists of twenty-one short visual and audio essays that interrogate the history, production, distribution and consumption of the photographic image. A series of scratchy and often blurry images captured by his Canon Elph – the ultimate point-and-shoot, which dominated Lafia’s practice for many years – plods along to a monologue of the artist himself belligerently pontificating (from what sounds like from far out in the universe) about electromagnetic light crisscrossing the planet. This is the story of the disappearance of astro physical luminosity as it becomes the pulse of electronic signal of total vision. (Excerpts from Confessions of an Image, script for the film, Marc Lafia, 2001.) xii The low-fi aesthetic and voice-of-God narration of the film only worked to foreshadow the instantaneous transmission of the image and the omnipresence of the social network that digital technology was ushering in. Marc was aware that the picture, moving from emulsion to code, would initiate an entirely new relation to photography, one in which our bodies, knowledge, and time would unfold. It was in this envelope of technological transition that Marc’s work found its solid ground. Yet while his interest is in the power of the image and its changing universal nature, he also constantly endeavors to make the image one’s very own. His pursuit is about the changing notion of subjectivity, of self, against the assault of representation. Do we live against or in tandem with the image? how can we make a personal film one that speaks to us about what it is to make an image the image is both us and not us the image is something we make to make ourselves to see ourselves and yet the image disappears. life is greater than the image. (Excerpts from Confessions of an Image, script for the film, Marc Lafia, 2001.) Within the span of the three-week residency Marc, like many of us, intoxicated by the creative isolation of the residency against the mayhem abounding through the rest of the world, managed to be hyper-prolific. He created installations, collaborative works, and projections that questioned the role of the body as ubiquitous recording. He said of this phenomenon, When all is recording, recording is always the possibility of re-recording and so recording becomes ever present and we are spliced and extended into such recording. Our memories, our very thinking, our utterances, always prosthetic and in the clouds. I should remind you that this was 2001: social media and networked culture was still very much in its infancy, yet Marc was ahead of the curve. He had already had his finger on the growing pulse of the network’s potential and role in re-shaping the import of the image. Marc was not only one of the founders of Art&Culture.com, one of the first interactive online archives of culture and ideas, but he was also someone who had a long string of credits in music videos and arthouse cinema to his name. These professions and mediums were extremely xiii fundamental in awakening global culture to a new idea of the image. MTV and the graphic revolution that followed in its wake ushered in with “Video Killed the Radio Star” an era where the picture was now married to music, text, and mainstream culture; one in which ubiquity trumped substance, and where everyone would eventually become an author. While Marc’s pursuits were very much informed by his meanderings in deconstruction theory, his real creative impulse was dictated by his coming of age with MTV. Variable Montage, Loops and Iterations, Computations and Permutations were some of his earliest and most mesmerizing exploits that came after the artist’s introduction to the programming software engine MAX/MSP. These works, while propelled by the variables of an algorithm, possessed a heightened sense of fashionable, quick-cut editing, and a curious interrogation of audio’s relationship with the visual. At a time when our lives were being organized and cataloged into various digital desktop folders Marc recognized this virtual material, not only as artistic resource, but as envelopes of information that mimicked the functions of our own dubious memory. He recycled the audio/visual information that might otherwise be idly parked on a desktop, shuffling it in an abstract, infinite stream of re-sequencing. Digital editing and non-linearity was revolutionizing film and television production at the outset of the twenty-first century, yet much of what was being produced was still predictable, finite, “films” in the conventional sense. Marc’s permutations gave form to deconstruction – often mix-matching visual to audio as if they had everything and nothing to do with one another. With these Marc had achieved non-linearity in the very orthodox sense of the term. The shifting pulsations of these permutations went on potentially infinitely, never repeating, as a chance operation, one that was designated by discrepancies in the program rather than an autonomous “author” or “editor”. Marc read the film projector as a set of instructions and re-wrote it in this easy to use software. This modularity has always been part of Lafia’s interest and yet the resulting effect wasn’t technical but instead highly entertaining, musical, and gregariously poetic. Snapshots of his wife and children, blurry nature images, museum crowds, and lots of re-photographing – books, films, magazines and signs – filled Marc’s computational works. Street recordings, musical quotes and noise contributed further to the highly stylized, highly trippy, and embellished qualities of the work. While Barthes’s photography was a This is the story of the disappearance of astro physical luminosity as it becomes the pulse of electronic signal of total vision. (Roland Barthes Camera Lucida, Hill & Wang, 1980.) Marc overturned the tombstones with the grace of a jib-shot, digitally crossbreeding cinema with photography. In these early works Marc created xiv a new kind of mise-en-scène of the image, using computation not to simply play back recordings, but to continually generate new possibilities, sequences, juxtapositions, and rhythms. Viewing these works is as much an act of spectatorship as it is one of reading and re-reading, with different perspectives creating a rhetorical kaleidoscope. As we increasingly experience reality as disappearing and reappearing in such a confusing way, and as our memories, and selves have been extended, amplified and dispersed in the info-sphere we ourselves are recursively intermeshed and spliced into new programs, new loops and iterations. (Marc Lafia, notes to author 2018, unpublished) Marc would take his interest in recording to interrogate new modes of creating a personal archive and self-organizing computational system. Here recording is not only memory, and a data structure, but a permutational instrument and ever-changing horizon of iterations. where is the place where things are remembered? does a city have, does a country, a neighborhood, any hill, any mountain, have the trace for us that something has happened? how do we know the story of ourselves? (Excerpts from Confessions of an Image, script for the film, Marc Lafia, 2001.) Over the years, Marc and I worked together in various projects in various incarnations. I brought him to China on several occasions where he manifested the system of network interactivity in physical space, as a large-scale workshop/ installation in the group exhibition, dAfT at Shanghai Gallery of Art. He later expounded on this at his Minsheng Museum solo show, Eternal Sunshine. Lafia’s interest in the network has always been its gratuitous offering of information, it’s performative aspects – that of interactivity, and its ability to twist the notion of subjectivity inside out, before and after, and as a system of ubiquitous recording. For these shows he created spaces that solicited viewer info, beckoned interactivity, and had a set of rules of engagement similar to the web. He created this as a mini-utopian environment, an endless summer day by the pool, complete with lounge chairs, umbrellas, Ping-Pong tables, KTV machines, and a drum set. Lafia wanted to put the individual into a shared social space, to create and produce a momentary communality, a sociality, a party. People lounged, browsed, played, observed, and were observed. They xv gave and received in a framework identical to the network, a hall of mirrors where one watches while being watched. While his work expanded into architectural space and embraced that euphoric sense of being together, Marc never left cinema and the image far behind. In fact it was the mass event of the image, that collective cinematic gaze à la Guy Debord’s Society of the Spectacle, and a general impetus to bring people together that fired Marc’s spirit. The image was the catalyst and vehicle that drove these relationships. Throughout his Minsheng Museum exhibition deconstruction, the MTV child would emerge. An epic diptych permutation film that interrogated 1960s international cinema, recordings of his risqué exploits into the world of ChatRoulette, and a new stylistic short video – which depicted a fantastically drunken and rain soaked excursion out of a KTV video – showed Marc’s continued infatuation with the mesmerizing light of celluloid. and so this innate curiosity to understand to give our selves a sense of being it is the struggle to tell the story of ourselves that is life’s journey (Excerpts from Confessions of an Image, script for the film, Marc Lafia, 2001.) Marc went on to do a great many more things, with and without me, and along the way there was always the book – Marc’s many books: in the reading, in the making, finished and on the shelf, the text never lying far from the image. Surrounded by books Marc plodded forward through his circuitous oeuvre. In fact, Confessions of an Image was a book disguised as a film, or a documentary about the book – the omnipresent pictorial that has become our contemporaneity. It is curious, having breached the frontier of computational cinema and online photography, that one would still land back on the book. The book, alias a medium and form that quantifies as well as it qualifies, what we have learned, what we have imagined, a catalog of ideas and processes, a way for the artist to organize what he has done. Here in this volume you now behold, Marc has pulled back the image and warmly invites us along on his journey. Mathieu Borysevicz 2019, Shanghai xvi