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Update: SoundWalk, Other Performances by DBL


Family,

This year has been a very eventful year.  Many performances and many artwork has yet to be made, but the opportunities I have had this year I have been grateful for.

I have lost my mailing list do to my computer failure but hopefully new social media will add in communication.  Also the few die hard fans can always keep up to date here and on the events page.

Any yes the new computer is on its way... finally.

More shows coming this month (more DBRP performances), in November (as part of the La Pocha Nostra Workshop at Highways) in December (Parallax Beach Debut of Parallax Scroll 2.0 At Highways).  List of events HERE.





This Past weekend Parallax Beach had an opportunity to run though the beginnings of Parallax Scroll in marathon form.  Five 45 min performances in a four hour block.  we finished exhausted, cleansed and accomplished.  Here are a few snippets of the performances. 




via SoundWalk




Instagram photo by @greeniebeanies (Ryan Lampert)













Photos by Hannah Maynard via LB Post


Instagram photo by @chakosroughdraft

"a Perished Rose, a Salty Brick" D.B.R.P. @ Sancho Gallery by DBL






Halloween Performance At Sancho Gallery
Echo Park, California
Oct. 29, 2011

Broom Made by DBL
Sound Engineered by Roman Æon

Thank you Roman Æon for your help and Bow + Arrow for inviting us to NukeWave BlastZone.   

The biggest offense one can make is to take away another’s right to create or destroy what one has created.  

-DBL



The Sun Bear (Jig and Router) ep2 by DBL



previous post: /dbrp/2011/07/sun-bear-my-roubo-workbench.html

My Fellow Americans and Terrestrials,

     Yes, last Tuesday I did not post a Tuesday post.  I have no excuse except fatigue.  I got home and just could not resist the warm soft nest in my room.  I owe you twice the words this Tuesday.  Until then I present to you the second stage of a long and over do project.  My Roubo inspired Workbench (The Sun Bear).

 -DBL
Jig and Router

     Originally I had intended to level out the area where the faulty fox joint mortises currently exist using only my able body and bench planes.  Well for sake of speed and a newer experience I decided to finally purchase my first Porter Cable 1 ½ hp router. 

     I had started to level the area using hand tools and left it at a good place for the router to do the rest of the dirty work, but still not be bog down by too much material removal.  Iron bark is dense and splintery and can wear down tools, but can also be machined pretty nicely.  Almost as nicely as its cousin the lemon scented eucalyptus. 
     One of the troubles I am dealing with in this project is the wind (pronounced whined) that exists in the top of the bench.  The pair of legs on the left side are pretty leveled.  The problem is at the other end.   A wind in a board is a twist in which each end of the board is at different axis. 
  
Full view of jig

New unused Porter Cable router

Battens
Anchored at the base of the legs

In retrospect this area should of had more battens

Hand worked unroutered

After the jig was built what was left to resolve was how to routering the middle of the area that was being removed.  Since the base of the router has a radius of 2 5/8 in.  I had to add a movable supporting sled in the middle of the jig.  As I worked closer to the center I readjusted the sled.

Support sled





When I had the majority of the area routed I decided to remove the jig and do the rest of the finesse work using hand tools.  Hopefully I have a good flat reference to finish flattening it with out too much grief.  




*A side note.  The grooves I have left on each side of the flatten area will help my squaring of the top.  To do this I will use my Jointer plane.  Some bench plane blade's do not extend to the edge of the body.  This groove will correct for the area that the edge of the jointer plane can not reach.  I will later fill this area with a contrasting wood or an exotic wood for a nice adhoc detail.
Scrub plane for the rest of the hogging out


After using the scrub plane
Rounded corners

Cleaned up area where the router missed
     That is the stage the Sun Bear remains.  Until the next time be safe and love what you do.  Oh speaking of.  When woodworking, using heavy equipment, power tools, sharp tools or when you just want to do something right listen to your body and mind and the spirit will follow.  When one of them is ready to quit, take a break.  Remember this is fun, not work.  I forget this often and this time I got a gentle reminder.  Just when I was about to quit, just when I felt myself rushing, I told myself "ok time to quit".  My mind did but my body followed through… sliced my hand with my recently 1000 grit sharpened paring chisel.  Luckily I was doing very light work, but the tool had a very keen edge. 
Mental/ Physical Fatigue + Sharp Tools = Two Stitches
            
*Here are some Tales from the NoteBook for your musing.

















Tuesday Night Post # 46 by DBL




This is my working method.  For these drawings I have either started to destroy a resolution or started to solve a problem that is being created as I resolve.  A very much organic method, I fluctuate from solving to un-resolving the composition and symbolism.  Each pencil mark is left as an expression of a decision executed.  Sometimes erased to be re-experienced.  As I work I try to hold the belief that with each new stroke emerges a new drawing, forgetting any preconceptions.  There are times in which I remove myself from the drawing.  Allowing my mind to forget it and solve other ones in the set of problems I have developed.  These three are of a set I am working through.
As said before the method is of highs and lows.  Aesthetics and concepts, as I work through each, I struggle to unite the loose and emerging threads. 
Here are the puzzlers:







It’s hard to see each piece in some sort of disarray.   I can see some are unbalance in concept or design.   It’s also hard to remember certain stages I liked more that existed before the current version of the third one. 
 




Tuesday Night Post # 45 by DBL


Scattered Few,




"The closer I got to the reconstruction
 the farther she got"





The closer I got to the reconstruction
the farther she got
In a way I found what I was after
Not the truth but the way the truth makes us respond
But then the truth is the way we respond
Myself to the ground I followed the line
Every lovely curve
To every abrupt change
The lesson was in the way
I had to shift to fall into the groove
On time nestled
another split apart
Just as I was a child knowing not when to let up
Things broke and several pieces went a missing
Union came not at the moment
Union is not a definition
Union was the memory there after


Tuesday Night Post # 43 by DBL


 I’ve given it a bit of thought.  I have decided to tweak the Tuesday post. From now on I will see Tuesday as a checkpoint.  I will use Tuesday to present ongoing projects and document them.  I will also hope to present my concepts and intended goals.
The way I approach my work is very fluid and intuitive.  I find that sometimes the only way to comprehend something is to unravel with it.  It might be a bit unorthodox, but the result is in the action. 
If you wish to find meaning in my work I would say the definition is in its temporal whole.
There can be times when discussing meaning is unnecessary; times when even the artist can be wrong about their meaning. 
I periodically go back and write notes on my notes.  It helps to keep me focused and see the whole, backing away from the sometimes, sticky parts.  I have been putting it off, but I think its time to look back at the notebooks and sketch books.  Maybe present some pages on Tuesday. 
It’s been a busy two years with many obstacles and sidetracks, yet with some fruits to enjoy and many to nurture.
On this Tuesday I will post one of a few things I have in the works. 


Union

Union is a series of drawings depicting various stages of union.
What do I mean by union.  This I hope to illustrate. 
Here is one drawing in its temporary stage:







CicLAvia Performance Stills 2 by DBL

Cannibals,

Hungry for more stills?  

And a little description?

Well, if you were a witness you would of heard an otherworldly sound (produced by the broom) accompanied by a rhythmic audio track. 

Make-up by A Rose Perished.

-DBL

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The Wires Tell the Tale of the Broom

Gathering the Earth

Stopping the Wind


Spinning the Earth

Mind the Cloud

Roman Æon

Spring and 8th


Speakers

Make Sound


*stills provided by Seajay


CicLAvia Performance Stills by DBL

Happy weekend to all,

Last week there was an amazing turn out at CicLAvia in Los Angeles Ca.,  130,000 people came out.  We were happy to perform for you L.A..  It was amazing to see this city crowded with bikes.   I think next time there needs to be more streets closed off, more art, and more happenings on the street.  Hope to have the video edited soon for now here are some shots.

One more thing on October 29th we will be performing at Sancho Gallery in Echo Park, Ca.  Hope to see you there. 

-DBL

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*photos provided by srd515 through flick.



 October 29th






Tuesday Night Post #21 by DBL

Droplets,

My Post.  A projection of a future performance with a sketch to solidify the idea.
-DBL


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Cloud

A cloud of texture distinguished by its sound

Floats above him, The Caller, calling to the crowd

A crowd of thoughts distinguished by its collective action

Surrounds like a veil around inaction

His body a vessel to manifest the paradox of the virtual self

To behold and ride on this network of friends

As he voyages through his forms which are many

Reflecting the thought of One with rows of fingers aplenty

Not a seer of truth but a master of social engineering

Implanting the time signature a rhythm subtle but fulfilling 

One in all they perform the cycle

Destroying through creating

What took many years to make and many lives to construct

A collective thought that has always existed

Masked by this collective inaction just mentioned

A perpetual machine of absurdity

Beautiful in its efficiency and its inefficiency

For to construct what already exist to a second rate

That adds for more thirst than it satiates

Is what we now call the post-human condition




The Sun Bear (My Roubo Workbench) ep1 by DBL


Creators,
There is one woodworking piece of mine that I think I have not given enough exposure.  Do to the fact that it is the most functional piece I have made and that it is a piece that I constantly use, I am sad to say that ironically I have not given it enough acknowledgement. 
This piece has an interesting history and a history that I hope will last longer then I.  As of now it is a piece in need of repairs do to this history.  
This piece is my workbench.  An 18th century Roubo inspired workbench.  Very non-traditional with its natural edges, two square corners, tripod style legs and single stretcher, it is at times unfriendly with its functionality and a quark to see and use.   

It has weathered my blood, sweat and tears.  At times has waited patently for me to use and has held me up for short naps late nights at school in the past.  It also has secrets here and there that it keeps for me.  I have lovely memories being covered in dust beside my bench with lust and trust, at school working waiting to find the perfect moment to confess my love to a girl of my dreams.  But that's another story.  
As said before do to its history and design it is in need of rework, which is why this bench will now exist and have its rebirth in cyberspace
The story started back when I was in college and a new student to wood exploration.  In need of wanting to work on a piece exclusively in hand tools and in want of building something that would last me a lifetime, and be functional though out that time, I decide to make a Roubo workbench.  
A Very Very Brief History of the Roubo
André Jacob Roubo was a French cabinetmaker and author.  The son and grandson of Master Cabinetmakers, he earned that designation in 1774 through the publication of his masterwork treatise on woodworking.  In his publication, in wish I can only presently wish to own,  he wrote of a jointers work bench, design and specifications.  This Roubo Workbench was a beefy one.  Here are some pictures of this 18th century monster.
The top made of a thick solid slab and with very archaic (but fast and functional to the skilled) clamping devices it is a design not very reasonable in the modern world.  This appealed to my impractical nature.  Now only realizing an impactical nature that is much more practical then I was aware of  since there is a revival of the Roubo workbench among wood workers. 




Most modern work benches have tops that are laminated from very stable quarter sawn pieces.  This is because one can create a laminated top with greater ease and with more reliability than try to find a massive hardwood tree cut a stable piece of this tree and make a top.  This would be laborious, expensive and the wood will move (lose its squareness) in the years it would take for it to dry.

The Giants Felling
One very wet and windy winter in 2007,,,,I think,  an Iron Bark Eucalyptus fell which was located in the parking lot of my university, Cal State University, Long Beach.  Our department was in luck!  The luck was two fold, lucky the school was not in session, no cars or delicate little humans to smash for this tree was at least 4 stories high and at least 4-5 ft across  that’s just the trunk (the Iron Bark is a very dense and hard wood, when dry!).  

There were limbs everywhere.   We were also lucky that we owned a portable bandsaw mill.  That winter day we spent most of it milling the trunk and bigger limbs to sizable slabs so we could put them in our pick-up trucks and haul them back to the shop.  The interesting and dangerous character of the Iron bark is that it is a very high growing tree that is brittle due to the weaving of the fibers and density.  This particular tree seemed to have been rotting in the roots.  One strong wind and it gave.   

The scene was just awe provoking.  The tree literally fell broke and bleed.  As we moved the pieces around and stood some up water ran out in streams creating pools of clear blood.  It was a very curious and eye opening experience.  The, smell fantastic.  A fallen giant in our Urban Forrest. 
Fred Rose working the Mizer.


One trip with just a fraction of the tree in my truck made it bottom out.  I estimate one trip was one ton plus.  


My Roubo (the Sun Bear)
The pieces probably stayed in the stacks to dry for bout a half a year to a year.  At this time I decided to make my bench with not so thoroughly dried wood.  I knew in time the bench would move.  And will always do to temperature and moister change.    
I will not bore you with the design aspects of the bench they are personal and always in flux, but the making is something to be mentioned.  The only time I used woodworking machinery on this piece was in the milling of the top and the milling of the apron and legs. For the leg vise I did use a router jig to make the wooden screw.  I squared the top, chopped the tendons and mortises using traditional hand tools. It was and is a very laborious thing and I love it.  Oh yes and no glue was used.  Makes future repairs and mods easy.
So the present day:
As I said before the wood was still wet as I worked on the bench.  Now the top is warped partly do to its drying/movement and a bad fox joint (I will explain what that is later). 
The first step in the rebirth is the re-design of the third leg.  The fox joint is a tenon joint that wedges when hammered in, creating a once square tenon into a wedge preventing it from it ever coming apart.  The fox joint I created was ill in execution.
I had some thoughts about making a dovetail joint to attach the leg but first I must fill in the mortise that was previously there and create a square area to attach the leg.  I will square the area to the other two legs as much as possible since I am dealing with a piece of wood that is not square to begin with.  The essential squaring that will be need for it to function will come later.  In dealing with this piece everything is relative: squareness, levelness and all.  This does not mean it will not be perfect for its function.  There is too much emphasis on perfection in this world.  Perfection is relative. 
Here are some vids showing the old fox joint mortises, the leveled area to fill and the old tenons and third leg.  

My Roubo still needs hardware, dogs, and other various things that will make it a solid work bench and an odd thing to see. 
The next update will be the making of the plug and the design of the new joint.  Dovetail, twin tenon, or something absurdly inconvenient?
Until next time,
-DBL    





Jackal: DBRP Performance at The Torrance Art Muesums Zoom 2 by DBL

jackal at tam by DBRP















Description:

Three performers: The Handler (which had the Jackal by a leash), the Jackal (which wore a leather headpiece) and the Controller (behind the laptop).

The Jackal and the Handler performed on a ring of salt.

The headpiece had a web cam on the front (which served as an eye), a microphone (which served as a digital gag), and a L.C.D. screen (which served as a filtered window to reality). The live video and audio feed, from the Jackal, was first processed by the Controller which was behind the laptop and in front of the projection. Then the feed was sent to the projector and back to the Jackal, transformed and filtered. What the Jackal saw and the audience saw was the equal.


Performers:
The Handler- Wet Mango
The Controller- Aaron Moreno
The Jackal- DBL

SoundWalk 09-VID by DBL




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Bipeds alike,



This is the Sweep Performance performed at the SoundWalk of Long Beach, Ca (September 25, 2009). Many thanks to electronic emergency and many that helped out.

The audio consists of 2 channels each with two different excerpts from two different Sweep Performances performed at the SoundWalk.

The actual performance  consisted of one performer sweeping with a broom that was wired to a computer.   The computer filtered the sound of the broom accentuating it.  This sound was then directed back to headphones that were worn by the performer and anyone else that wanted to follow him and immerse themselves in the performance.


-DBL

Tarfest Recap- "Research in Performance, Sound, and Dissent" by DBL

Cohabitants,

With hopes of transforming each molecule and atom of the Tarfest audience with waves of undulating, random and beaten sounds, this invocation delivered.

To tilt the unbalanced unconscious was the goal. Success measured in unveiling of error for tomorrow to be recalculated.

Thanks to ones that transformed into characters of weight, appreciation for the passive willing to absorb, acknowledgment for those active but not brought to light and special thanks to two extraordinary ladies (and one life stream in utero), willing testifiers, active and transformed.

One peculiar thing. Just before the performance music was turn on in the gallery, played through the p.a. system. By the end it fused with the noise of the performance and gave a nice texture.

This video and sound objects were presented the remaining days of the show.

-DBL

Wooden form functions as a resonator feedbacking onto itself to produce a wave of undulating texture. Headpiece has a pitch bended analog synth. Piece was and exploration in control symbolism and recontextualization them.


DBRP Performing at Tarfest 2009 from DBL on Vimeo.

DVD copy now available (with extras)



Old Guy Running Exhibit by DBL

The show consisted of 2 wooden pieces one a table the other a headpiece and two performers.

The table was not a table in traditional sense but more of an organ or instrument of sorts.  It worked as a resonator.  The top barrel shaped form was made of ceramic.  Inside it was a speaker and a microphone.  The microphone ran through an electronic effects device, to an alpine car amp then to the sub-woofer speaker in the form.  The actual table was made of lumber from the urban forest of long beach.  This piece was controlled by one performer through nobs on the top of the table.

The head piece was made of reclaimed lumber from an old Baptist church/ Pentecostal church.  The headpiece also had a microphone located in the conal shaped form and a analog synth embedded in the body which also had nobs and circuit bending switches.  This piece was worn and controlled by the second performer. 

Here are some shots from the show:

Photos and Video by Jeremy Icanbomb