This light installation is being produced by artificial mechanics and materials in combination with the natural phenomenon of the life of the cicada. Nature sounds, hardly audible from the loudspeakers, melting together with the busy movement of the computer controlled motors.
In the white box of the installation, the light source comes from above with two digital video projectors, pointing to a pond, the plastic foil. The light reflects at the pond to different directions onto the curved screen. The half circle pond is placed on the floor in middle of the space.
The transformed light appears with particular movement. The curved wall begins from the floor to the ceiling vertically. This non-corner long surface creates the dynamics of the light in the whole space. Each independent motor receives its own unique algorithm of movement, changing the geometry of the plastic foil covering those 24 motors.
Poetics of nature in space, inspired by the life of a cicada.
Cicadas are insects living in warm climates, known for their transparent wings and high pitched buzzing. Cicadas grow up underground for years as nymphs for the main part of their lives. One summer day, the nymphs come out from the soil and climb to a branch to perform its metamorphosis as the last chrysalis. They molt and emerge as adults with wet transparent wings. It’s wrinkles stretch and wait for the first fly.
- Exhibition -
2012 Wood Street Gallery, Pittsburgh USA (13. July - 9. Sep)
2010 Solo Exhibition at Medialab Enschede, The Netherlands (6. Aug – 19. Sep)
2010 Exhibition ‘Sonicacts XIII’ at Netherlands Institute for Media Art in Amsterdam (25. Feb – 2. May)
2009 Exibition at E-pulsefestiva in Breda , The Netherlands (3. Oct – 24. Oct)
2009 Artscience Master Graduation at Royal Academy of Art Den Haag, The Netherlands (27. Jun – 4. Jul)
One summer day, the nymphs come out from the soil and climb to a branch to perform its dramatic metamorphosis. They molt and emerge as adults with wet transparent greenish wings. the wings wrinkles stretch and wait for the first fly , in that moment they are finally appealed in light.
‘Light imagination in the darkness‘: Jean-Henri Fabre about Cicada nymphs: “The grub (nymphs) are much paler in color than those which I catch after they emerge (from the earth). Its big eyes in particular are whitish, cloudy, squinting and apparently of little use of for seeing.”