{"id":93,"date":"2004-01-15T17:03:15","date_gmt":"2004-01-16T00:03:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lucazoid.com\/bilateral\/sutured-sounds-in-space-time\/"},"modified":"2004-01-15T17:03:15","modified_gmt":"2004-01-16T00:03:15","slug":"sutured-sounds-in-space-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lucazoid.com\/bilateral\/sutured-sounds-in-space-time\/","title":{"rendered":"SUTURED SOUNDS IN SPACE &#038; TIME"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The following is a review of a show that Tim Hilton produced for <a href=\"http:\/\/www.ryszard.net\/blaugrau\/#\">BlauGrau Gallery<\/a> (inner Sydney) in 2001. At the time that the review was written, Tim emailed it to me. I am not sure if it has been published elsewhere, and hope that it&#39;s ok I post it here. If not, please get in touch! Cheers, Lucas.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#cc0000\">SUTURED SOUNDS IN SPACE &amp; TIME<\/p>\n<p>by bunny star<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#006600\"><font color=\"#cc0000\">31 may 2001<\/font><\/p>\n<p>&quot;Artists and creative thinkers will lead the way into<br \/>space because they are already writing, painting and<br \/>filming space. They are providing us with the only<br \/>maps for space travel. We are not setting out to<br \/>explore static pre-existing data. We are setting out<br \/>to create new worlds, new beings, new modes of<br \/>consciousness. &#8230; What you experience in dreams and<br \/>out of the body trips, what you glimpse in the work of<br \/>writers and painters, is the promised land of space.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Burroughs<\/p>\n<p>Travelling through a world of experimental art, the<br \/>explorer discovers a field of music branching inward,<br \/>and outward, in a spiralling, centripetal fashion,<br \/>revealing the industrial insect sounds of Tim Hilton.<br \/>Shadow Matter &#8211; his second CD &#8211; is a collection that<br \/>plays with the combined forces of technology and human<br \/>chance. Dinosaur bleating, liger growling,<br \/>extraterrestrial humming and hearts beating leaves<br \/>listening open to individual interpretation. The idea<br \/>is to access pathways through &lsquo;coincidence&rsquo; by<br \/>locating form in surface using the random functions of<br \/>a computer. Hilton describes his process as a way of<br \/>&lsquo;revealing the hand of god at work&rsquo; &#8211; artist becomes<br \/>conduit to facilitate an interaction between universal<br \/>energy, human perception &amp; earthly technology. An<br \/>aural mapping, if you will &#8211; a stitching together of<br \/>space and time in the 21st century.<\/p>\n<p>Through music and art, Hilton investigates what lurks<br \/>beneath the surface of sound and sight. He is<br \/>interested in the response-ability of himself,<br \/>technology, an audience and the space in which we<br \/>locate ourselves. <\/p>\n<p>&lsquo;I see the process of making these sound pieces as an<br \/>unknowing collaboration between person and machine<br \/>with the outcome due to guided chance &#8211; a personal and<br \/>impersonal documentation of existence.&rsquo;<\/p>\n<p>An alchemical resonance is fused by choosing computer<br \/>samples and filters, leaving the technology to shape<br \/>shift the selection. Soundscapes form and like &lsquo;making<br \/>pictures in clouds&rsquo; or &lsquo;throwing grains of rice and<br \/>seeing where they land,&rsquo; the end result reflects a<br \/>surrender of absolute control. Unsolicited imagination<br \/>meets multi-media modes of statement. Laptop geek<br \/>music comes alive.<\/p>\n<p>Like an apparition of the spiral entrance into a<br \/>galaxy seen from afar, Hilton&rsquo;s music embraces<br \/>non-linear consciousness. The journey takes precedence<br \/>over arrival. As such, we are offered process-based<br \/>productions of anti-narrative, fantastical aural<br \/>visions sprayed out in the circularity of musical<br \/>loops. Finding form in spurts of crackle, beats &amp;<br \/>rhythms looped at different speeds, a mutation takes<br \/>place. Bridging the microcosm with the macro- he<br \/>points to ways of bringing awareness to inner states<br \/>of realisation and magical energy through the<br \/>technology of this time.<\/p>\n<p>&lsquo;I see the melding as a way of creating phantom-like<br \/>sound pieces that I could not have otherwise imagined<br \/>&#8211; like hypnagogic imagery. Although I produce these<br \/>images, I don&rsquo;t conjure them, they appear in my<br \/>consciousness with other forces at play.&rsquo;<\/p>\n<p>Consider this &#8211; a space pulsates with the blueprint<br \/>energy of Hilton&rsquo;s work. Three hand clap samples are<br \/>arranged randomly through the use of the software&rsquo;s<br \/>random function pattern. Set to the beats per minute<br \/>(bpm) of his heart rate at the time (63bpm), the<br \/>composition is humanised, or mortalised, through an<br \/>interactive process. When installed, the piece<br \/>emanates from two red funnels which are suggestive of<br \/>big ears, or maybe eyes, that become a productive<br \/>organ, rather than a receptive one. The space is<br \/>anthromorphosised as the unit is attached to the body<br \/>of the room, endowing it with human qualities.<\/p>\n<p>At the launch of his debut video clip at Squatfest<br \/>2001, critic <\/font><a href=\"\/read\/427871.htm\"><font color=\"#006600\">Heath O&rsquo;Brien<\/font><\/a><font color=\"#006600\"> comments on the effect such<br \/>sutured sounds had on the audience.<\/p>\n<p>&lsquo;Everyone is silent, basking in the hypnotic rhythm<br \/>and pulsating response&rsquo;orial psalm. Now everyone is<br \/>intensely aware and there is an electric sense of<br \/>expectation and a palpable curiosity in the air<br \/>mingled with an uncanny familiarity as if we are<br \/>immersed in a primreview collective memory.&rsquo;<\/p>\n<p>Hilton&rsquo;s work delves further and invites the audience<br \/>to step outside of the subjective experience of human<br \/>ego, just for a moment, to stand on a stage of<br \/>unidentified experience, if only to broaden the scope<br \/>of inner vision or activate latent perception. Barbara<br \/>Freedman writes in Staging the Gaze, &lsquo;The<br \/>objectification of the self by an alien viewpoint<br \/>enables, as it undermines, self-consciousness by<br \/>calling into play an unconscious look.&rsquo;2 With a<br \/>Lacanian bent, Hilton encourages a destabilisation of<br \/>conditioned response by challenging the limitations of<br \/>conscious thought and, in doing so, allows space for<br \/>the collective unconscious to mingle with music and<br \/>mortal beings.<\/p>\n<p>Is this by chance or specific intent of the composer?<br \/>Both &#8211; the essence of blueprint energy lies beneath<br \/>the surface of Hilton&rsquo;s sounds, conceived in the<br \/>mind&rsquo;s eye and ear, according to the subjective<br \/>experience of the collective unconscious. Working with<br \/>an interest in responding critically to the concept of<br \/>&lsquo;Mektoub&rsquo; &#8211; the idea that everything is written by the<br \/>hand of fate &#8211; he points to the significance of human<br \/>interaction in an age of art and technology, blazing a<br \/>trail of unique talent.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; bhs 2001<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The following is a review of a show that Tim Hilton produced for BlauGrau Gallery (inner Sydney) in 2001. At the time that the review was written, Tim emailed it to me. I am not sure if it has been published elsewhere, and hope that it&#39;s ok I post it here. 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