Artwork by Jiun-Ting Lin
Blue Phoenix New Media Arts
藝術家林俊廷(青鳥新媒體藝術藝術總監)
http://www.bluephoenix-art.com/
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蝶域
【創作理念】
如何看到透明的記憶？
把時間驅散，把空間稀釋；
等待...
不經意的風帶進來了光，
彷彿聽見：「現實不過是Psyche的一場夢。」
【作品現場描述】
觀眾走入作品暗室，會先看見由上方灑下的動態放射狀的光束(投影機光源)，透過瀰漫於空間中的煙霧的反射，仰望可隱約看到蝴蝶在空中飛舞的光影，地板則是光束形成的飛舞蝴蝶與閃爍的光點。
空間中的一個角落有一黑色方體(約65㎝ ×65㎝ ×80㎝)，平面為玻璃鏡面，鏡面中央微透著光，走近一看，上面停著一隻的蝴蝶，彷彿靜謐地如在花上吮蜜歇息，透著光的薄翼緩緩地張合，當觀眾伸手靠近時，蝴蝶頓然消失，當手離開後蝴蝶的薄翼又繼續靜謐緩緩地張合。
空間的牆上，可以看到一金色畫框，遠望框內是一張紙，紙上是寫著中文(莊周夢蝶)，當觀眾走近想要閱讀時，紙張消失，畫框內的空間出現一朵的金色玫瑰花（實物），一會兒，在玫瑰四周出現兩三隻繞著飛舞的蝴蝶（虛像），透明如精靈般地穿梭於玫瑰花周圍，振翅飛舞間並灑落下金色的磷粉。
觀眾在幻化的光影虛實間，有一場美麗驚異的體驗，所有看來如實存在的卻都無法捕捉，想觸碰的卻消失，想閱讀看清的卻又變換成意想不到的景象。
走出場外，觀眾可以發現，身上竟然沾了些許細微的金色亮粉，原來是在仰望的動態光束的同時，空中飛舞的蝴蝶光影灑下的微量金粉，像是無形的記憶已悄然附在觀眾身上走出場外。
Psyche-zone
Concepts for creation
How to view a lucid memory?
Dissipate time, diffuse space and,
Wait...
For light brought in by an incidental breeze,
It seems to whisper: " Reality is a mere dream of Psyche"
Descriptions of work
Upon entering the installation, ones sees a flickering lights beam being projected from above (from a projector). Looking above to the light, through the smoke permeating the space, one makes outs fluttering silhouettes of butterflies. On the floor, amidst the dancing shadows are shimmering specks of gold.
In the corner of the space is a black box (65 cm x 65 cm x 80 cm), the surface of which is a mirror with light emanating from the center. Inching closer, one sees a butterfly resting on the surface, as if it is quietly imbibing nectar, its thin wings are slowly flapping. When one attempts to touch it, the butterfly abruptly disappears. Upon retracting the hand, the butterfly appears again.
Encased in the farthest wall from the entrance is a golden frame, within in which is a Chinese calligraphy piece (scroll). The calligraphy tells the story of Chuang-tzi, an ancient Taoist philosopher, who dreams of becoming a butterfly and awakens questioning if he really is a butterfly. When the viewer closes in to read the text, the scroll disappears and one sees a three-dimensional golden rose, which is soon surrounded by butterflies weaving through the rose and dispersing a golden dust.
One comes away from this installation of objects and its representations with the mystifying and delightful sensation that "real" objects can't be captured: it disappear upon touching, or it transforms into an unexpected image upon closer inspection.
Emerging from the installation, one finds specks of golden powder on himself. When the viewer was looking up, the dancing butterfly shadows have scattered a small amount of golden dust that clings to one like the memory of this experience.
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the flight between the two you once knew
ePhilosopher 5 years ago