It’s really weird that I haven’t dug deeper into this subject matter before. Not just here, but generally as well. The sense of nostalgia that arrives while digging through this stuff has little influence on my sense of awe at the impact of the work itself and the signature beauty it continues to maintain.

I remember seeing a couple of light shows as a kid. I think they were at a local library. Certainly (unfortunately) not a Hendrix show. I remember being moderately appreciative. It wasn’t until later, at the right time and state, that I’d get it. I mean, the cross-disciplined, like-minded collaborative tactile effort is inspiring in itself, given the insular state of the work most of us do today— nestled behind our monitors. And the results, so entwined in the act of creation. So directly linked with the chemically agape audience…

OK, so maybe nostalgia does have a part to play.

Regardless, it seems that with few exceptions these performances overshadow any similar projection work that has followed since. This is especially true in regard to the Boyle family. Surely, well known in the old guard of psyche cognoscenti, but new to me — by name at least.

More to come.

Boyle Family: 01 / 02 / 03
Tate Show ‘05

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