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Ship Of Media Art

An odd mix of participants – “ambient DJs, academics, experimental arts promoters, nutty conceptual artists, hard-bitten journalists and certifiable, electronic nerds” – recently boarded a ship to hash out issues in electronic arts. “Like some variant on the archetypal ‘ship of fools’, the International Symposium for Electronic Arts 2004 decided to transport itself by boat from Helsinki (Finland) to Tallinn (Estonia), creating a hothouse for performers, discussions and socialising.”

Fate Of The Scream?

“Art experts said that given the fame of both “The Scream” and “Madonna,” it would be nearly impossible to sell them to a collector. They speculated instead that the thieves would demand some form of ransom. That is what happened in 1994, when another version of “The Scream” was stolen and later recovered.”

Making Games Look Like Movies

Video games are looking more and more like movies. But the game industry is also looking more like the movie business. “The entire industry is looking more and more like filmed entertainment. Soon a handful of hits will drive the entire industry. Video game executives say they have no choice if they want to make their $11 billion industry as mainstream as the movie business.”

Porn, The New Best Seller

When there’s money to be made, there’s no reason for publishers or booksellers to be coy. “A wave of confessionals and self-help guides written by current or former stars of pornographic films is flooding bookstores this year, accompanied by erotic novels, racy sexual-instruction guides, histories of sexual particulars and photographic treatments of the world of pornography.”

What Kind Of Dancer Is A Mark Morris Dancer?

“From the start, Morris has gone in for nonconformity when it comes to the bodies he chooses to animate his work.  Instead of selecting for uniformity and conventional notions of a physical ideal, he has regularly assembled a miniature motley society of the small, the stocky, the lushly ample, the tall-and-skinny beanpole type, the delicate, the blunt, and, yes, a few whose ballet teachers may have had high hopes of placing in one of those finalists-only classical companies that go by their initials. The flat-footed and those whom the gods of turn-out have not favored have their place with Morris, as do the fresh and frank American girl and the sultry glamour girl (Betty and Veronica, if you will), the beach hero and the fellow into whose face the beach hero kicks the sand.”