As the image of this bizarre humanoid form might suggest, this project is the result of a number of disparate streams of inspiration. Paintings, scultupures, sensors that interact with people in the real world, and digital visitors come together to construct an awareness of the larger world that the internet was made for. Lofty daydreaming aside, it sounds exciting to have a wooden block of my own face added to this strange ramshackle titan. — Cooper T.
Lord, I feel like this project was made for me. As a person who has spent much of my life playing the oboe and English horn, I am 100% supportive of people bringing double reed woodwind instruments into the mainstream consciousness. The Breaking Winds Woodwind Quartet is a charming group of four ladies who combine classical and pop music with choreography and comedy, and the result is pretty adorable. They are producing their debut album, and if the video of blown up gloves and Lady Gaga outfits don't convince you that you had a previously undiscovered affection for the bassoon, then nothing will. — Nicole H.
From the late '70s to the early '80s, Greg Reynolds was part of a national evangelical youth movement. These were his Jesus Days. He traveled all over the country, and then the world, taking photos with his old Kodachrome camera. Disco was dying, the AIDs crisis was afoot, and Greg was a born-again Christian, setting out to escape himself through the redemption of other people. What no one knew at the time, and what his former colleagues still have a hard time accepting, is that Greg spent those years as a closeted gay man, ridden with guilt. This photo book captures those Jesus days, spent interloping in a world, and a time, he is far from now. — Meaghan O.
Growing up in New Jersey with a serious distaste for New York City's corporate radio, I often found myself dialing in to 91.1FM in hopes of hearing something weird, cool, hilarious, gross or, maybe even, insane! This often happened, so much so that I found myself volunteering at the infamous WFMU during my late high school, and post-college life. Days as a volunteer felt like penance for all the things I'd learned simply by tuning into the venerable free-form radio station, a dying breed, even in the '90s. Cut to 2012, and WFMU is pretty much the only thing that has stayed the same in the Tri-State Area. Despite years of hardships, WFMU perseveres, and such is the focus of Freeform or Death, a new documentary exploring the inner workings of the infamous WFMU, and how, through trial and tribulation, it's stayed afloat all these years. And how, they hope to keep it alive....forever. — Mike M.
Carolina makes strange, magical works of video art that us experimental film techniques like animation and collage to explore complex themes of nostalgia, belonging, otherness, and displacement. They are playful while still being profound; charming, but hinting at something darker, deeper, and more fascinating. So, as you may imagine, I'm fascinated. The Return will document ("document" being a term employed loosely here to mean something even better, like "reimagined, reinterpreted, surreally reconstructed using paper airplanes and stop-motion animated dolls") her first trip back to Columbia in over ten years. It will be the first time she has ever made art in her home country. To that I say: "Yes! Fantástico!" — Cassie M.