Friday, April 01, 2011
Friday, September 12, 2008
I am training myself in being present, a rigorous experiment in habit.
My projects are lived and may eventually lose any connection to Art.
If you are interested in my projects, or my whereabouts, please introduce
yourself via email: CarolineWoolard (at) gmail (dot) com Many things
are happening, but you must discover them in real time. You can also just add yourself to my mailing list by putting "add me to the list" in the subject heading.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Here is my Table for One prototype. A new version is coming...
Where have I been? Stuck in the crisis of compromise. But, I am back: in the studio, the street, and the sky, working with independent rigor once more. The 6 Foot Collaboratory is over. It was not an equal partnership and I am enjoying my own rigor and self determination again.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
My video 'Released to the Sky', is up at the Newport Art Museum. It got this review in the Providence Journal:
"Among the highlights... Caroline Woolard’s Released to the Sky, a strangely captivating video in which Woolard carefully cuts her hair, then sends it aloft tied to helium-filled balloons."
Also, I received a MacDowell Fellowship for the summer! I will be working in this gorgeous studio (tall enough for our souls to stand on our shoulders and not bump their heads).
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Precarious Comfort from carolinewoolard on Vimeo.
A rough sketch for a video of what I'm calling "poetic functionalism," with kinetic sculptures as protagonists, emphasizing the values embodied in everyday objects and the mythic potential of utility combined with mood: precarious comfort, elastic hope, etc.
Friday, November 23, 2007
We used the platform between us to celebrate an origami tea ritual taken from 16th cen. Dutch shipbuilders going blind, no longer able to build large scale.
These reliable structures, support systems, and platforms for connection were presented at Come and Sit With Us Because We Miss You last week, November 10th-12th, on the East River.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Last weekend Chris Kennedy and I presented A Message from Below in Montreal for UnOccupied Spaces, a project put on by Artivistic. It was an experimental walk, a conversation with objects rather than words, and an attempt to access the space above us from street level. Our collaboration fused my mobile mountain (Lamre) of extendable poles with Chris' research about the appetite of mother earth (Despacho ceremonies). See more images here.
Monday, October 29, 2007
This Week’s Green Renter: The Participatory and Environmental Art of Caroline Woolard
Potable Prototypes: Ingestion as Visceral Knowledge
Speaker: Caroline Woolard, Artist
Caronline Woolard, a graduate of Cooper Union and Fellow of the Oxbow Residency Program will share insights into environmental and participatory art, as well as examples of her own work. Ms. Woolard will conduct a discussion about such works and involve the audience in a dialogue about the future of her ongoing projects and everything in between.
Join us on Tuesday October 30th at 7pm
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Sunday, December 10, 2006
NY1 News interviewed me on December 11th "Benches Let Walkers Take A Break In Williamsburg" http://www.ny1.com/ny1/content/index.jsp?&aid=64979&search_result=1&stid=1
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Friday, November 10, 2006
Before the Hewitt building on East 7th St and 3rd Ave is demolished, the 130-foot tin can telephone (connecting the Hewitt to the Foundation building) had to be de-installed. The clear line of monofilament became a visible orange ribbon, drawing a 130-foot line across the intersection as the tin can was reeled into the Foundation building and traffic flowed below. Balloons carried the orange line out of the Hewitt building forever as it was drawn back inside the Foundation building.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
I made a tin can telephone (spanning 130 feet across the intersection of 3rd Ave and East 7th Street) to connect the Foundation Building with the soon-to-be-demolished Hewitt Building of Cooper Union. Until the Hewitt turns to rubble on November 7th, the conversation between studios and disciplines in the two buildings will be vital.
Nicole Krauss writes about telephones beautifully in The History of Love: A Novel (2005) on page 111:
“So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days you can hear their chorus rushing past: IwasabeautifulgirlPleasedon'tgoItoobelievemybodyismadeofglassI'veneverlovedanyoneIthinkofmyselfasfunnyForgiveme….
There was a time when it wasn't uncommon to use a piece of string to guide words that otherwise might falter on the way to their destinations. Shy people carried a bundle of string in their pockets, but people considered loudmouths had no less need for it, since those used to being overheard by everyone were often at a loss for how to make themselves heard by someone. The physical distance between two people using a string was often small; sometimes the smaller the distance, the greater the need for string.
The practice of attaching cups to the ends of string came much later. Some say it is related to the irrepressible urge to press shells to our ears, to hear the still-surviving echo of the world's first expression. Others say it was started by a man who held the end of a string that was unraveled across the ocean by a girl who left for America.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
see it on YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BUaK4vA4srM
Here is my swing for the subway, disguised as a bag. With 1000 mesh "L-train grey" cordura, webbing, sliders, hooks, velcro, and snaps, I constructed a bag using industrial sewing machines (with help from Greg Thompson). The bag transforms from a backpack, handbag, or book bag of 11x4x12 to a swing of 11x24x2 with adjustable (25" to 50"max) straps that hook around the handrail of the subway. If you want one, I am accepting commissions.
What is the relationship between play and revolution? Creating fissures in reality opens up the possibility for change: change in the everyday/monotonous routine, change in assumptions about 'facts', change in the world in general. The act of "making strange" allows a new perspective for reassessment and critique. Nothing is fixed and anyone can make the environment around them better. I hope that the innocent amusement of swinging on the subway eclipses the atmosphere of suspicion and insulation that random searches (and the motto "if you see something say something") produces.
Monday, September 25, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
see these seats in Williamsburg...
- South 5th and Bedford (SE side)
- Grand and Bedford (SE side)
- Grand and Bedford (W side)
- Metropolitan and Bedford (SE side)
- North 3rd/4th and Bedford (SE sdie)
- North 4th/5th and Bedford (E side)
- North 6th and Berry (NE side)
- North 7th and Driggs (NW side)
- North 7th and Roebling (NW side)
- Metropolitan and Roebling (SW and SE sides)
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Have a Seat: Caroline Woolard’s Project at ConFlux: the annual NYC festival for contemporary psychogeography where international artists, technologists, urban adventurers and the public put investigations of everyday city life into practice on the streets. In Brooklyn, NY from September 14-17, 2006.
Have a Seat is Caroline Woolard’s gesture towards reclaiming public space. It is a platform for a new vantage point on the street. As seating bolted to no parking signs in New York, Have a Seat offers rest and contemplation in transitional spaces. Installed for ConFlux in Brooklyn from September 14-17, these temporary seats are the culmination of three years of prototypes in New York and Rhode Island.
In the city, the street should be a destination in itself. Many people use the street to get from one place to another, but it is an invaluable arena for immediate interaction. Instead of walking to a park or other zone calculated for relaxation, Have a Seat serves those people who want to pause amidst action for a direct perspective on the momentum of the city. The seat is a signal at the scale of the human body in a city of buildings that consume space and light at the expense of pedestrians who are swept forward by wind tunnels in the shadow of skyscrapers. Unlike monuments that overpower people in scale and pretension, these wooden chairs wait to be used by a single body on the street.
Have a Seat makes everyday environments strange, pushing for a moment to reevaluate the monotony of consistent routine. Robert Musil writes, in The Man Without Qualities:
“Everything we feel and do is somehow oriented “lifeward,” and the least deviation away from this direction toward something beyond is difficult or alarming. This is true even of the simple act of walking: one lifts one’s center of gravity, pushes it forward, and lets it drop again- and the slightest change, the merest hint of shrinking from this letting-oneself0drop-into-the-future, or even of stopping to wonder at it- and one can no longer stand upright! Stopping to think is dangerous.”
This project celebrates individuals actively shaping shared space and the interactions in it. It encourages pedestrians to stop and think. Although disembodied conversations (Blackberry, cell phone, etc) and narrative accompaniment (iPods) inevitably insulate individuals from this reality, I hope that a symbol of rest amidst action allows some people to create immediate connection with the street.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
One braid was found on by a lone surveyor on Sable Island, 180 miles (290km) from where I released my hair in Halifax.
"Hi there my name is Susan Hamilton and i live in Dartmouth nova Scotia and i found your ribbon on the shore lines of sable Island i was there doing research for BIO(Bedford Instatute of oceanography and i was suprised to see a balloon so i checked it out and thought i would e-mail you and let you know someone has found it ....good luck "
Sable Island cannot be visited and is notorious for shipwrecks and wild horses. This mythical place is a protected island with 250 days of fog, white sand, and 150-400 wild horses. It is visited only by scientists and a preservation society and lifesaving establishment founded in 1801 to “reduce the suffering and loss of life and cargo that resulted from the frequent shipwrecks” and perhaps limit plundering. There have been over 350 recorded shipwrecks since 1583. Today, giant weather balloons are used daily to alert ships at sea like a lighthouse.
This post is related to: Five years of hair released to the sky three days before August.