Marshall Weber

Incandescent

Marshall Weber

Incandescent

Date

2017

Edition Size

unique

Media

Digital print, Hand-painting

Binding

Hand-sewn

Dimensions

14 × 16 in

Location

Brooklyn, NY

$ 1,800.00

Out of Print


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Bucknell University

INCANDESCENT 
Book #4 from the twelve-book series, “If I can’t dance it’s not my Revolution.”

If I can’t dance it’s not my Revolution.”, is the title of a series of 12 large-scale unique books exploring the liberation of the human body from social constructions, static cultural identities, and dichotomous gender roles. In the series dance and the image of dancers are used as the utopian symbols of total freedom and creative play. The book’s structures and materials are meant to reflect and magnify the gestures of dance and play. The scale and sometimes oblique construction of the books, which contain gatefolds in various directions and numerous paging possibilities, requires the reader to dance around with the books activating tactile and choreographic reading.

The title, while not the actual words typically attributed to or actually used by Emma Goldman, does, in my and others interpretation, accurately and succinctly convey her feelings about women not having their bodies or any creative behavior of same policed by men (or women) of any political persuasion. She describes the incident that catalyzed the phrase in her 1931 auto-biography “Living my Life”.

The series as a whole is an exploration of Spectrum Theory and Fractal Biology, two ontologies that I have developed to facilitate the necessary dissolution of non-sustainable binary, essentialist and fundamentalist thought.

Incandescent has pictures from a 2011 dance party at the Commodore nightclub in Williamsburgh, Brooklyn and a Steve Aoki show at the Granada Theater in Lawrence, Kansas in 2012.

Text in the book:
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We’re rock stars in our own lives
we’re not makin’ anybody money
we’re savin’ the world
doin’ what we wanna do
and we’re makin’ love
we don’t act like celebrities
celebrities act like us
actors wanna act like us
were not entertaining anybody
we’re for real
we’re not online or on stage
we’re not in films
we’re in the streets
and in the woods
the sun is out spotlight
the stars shine on us
then moon winds our clock
we’re comets
we’re meteors
we’re fireballs

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