Author Archives: Joan Schuman

Dreaming Animal

I jumped onto the back of the truck, peering into dozens of grey metal buckets filled with some kind of animal. Someone passed around slices of thick, crusty bread and suggested I take your skin and spread it on the

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Dreaming Animal

I jumped onto the back of the truck, peering into dozens of grey metal buckets filled with some kind of animal. Someone passed around slices of thick, crusty bread and suggested I take your skin and spread it on the

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Reveries

Trains coming and going. All white and sleek. Then I see a younger version of myself, but I’m looking something up on my phone. This person knows to get on the other train, the one called ‘Black Swan,’ despite it

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Reveries

Trains coming and going. All white and sleek. Then I see a younger version of myself, but I’m looking something up on my phone. This person knows to get on the other train, the one called ‘Black Swan,’ despite it

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Plundered Rest

In a box of a dozen eggs, each one was transparent. I could see a gnarly, cartilage form, an embryo or fetus of some kind. They were almost ear-like in structure: pink and beige in tone. The light made the

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Plundered Rest

In a box of a dozen eggs, each one was transparent. I could see a gnarly, cartilage form, an embryo or fetus of some kind. They were almost ear-like in structure: pink and beige in tone. The light made the

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The Dream Had Me

The underworld whispers. Peer through the peephole. We are lured into lucid states, through engagements with others, along the sounded gaps of memory. Twelve short works in Earlid’s annual Liminal Sounds. LISTEN…

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The Dream Had Me

The underworld whispers. Peer through the peephole. We are lured into lucid states, through engagements with others, along the sounded gaps of memory. Twelve short works in Earlid’s annual Liminal Sounds. LISTEN…

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Radio Revolten: Meta-criticism

“This sense of different things joining temporarily for that moment feels symbolic and significant—a kind of radio alchemy, a spell for a less-divided world.” A conversation with the organizers of the month-long radio art festival, Radio Revolten.
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Radio Revolten: Meta-criticism

“This sense of different things joining temporarily for that moment feels symbolic and significant—a kind of radio alchemy, a spell for a less-divided world.” A conversation with the organizers of the month-long radio art festival, Radio Revolten.
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Radio Revolten: Re-inventing Halle

October in Halle, Germany. 2016. It’s a rainy evening. Two abandoned houses in the city center of Halle stand dark. Festival visitors were waiting for doors to open to these dormant spaces. Instead, six windows opened across the facade. A

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Radio Revolten: Re-inventing Halle

October in Halle, Germany. 2016. It’s a rainy evening. Two abandoned houses in the city center of Halle stand dark. Festival visitors were waiting for doors to open to these dormant spaces. Instead, six windows opened across the facade. A

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Radio Oracle

Continuing the festival’s ethos, Radio Revolten—the book—has also been organized and written collectively by its organizers and its observers. Gabi Schaffner’s Radio Revolten Diary was a live-stream blog during the festival and peppers the book’s pages, offering a different kind

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Radio Oracle

Continuing the festival’s ethos, Radio Revolten—the book—has also been organized and written collectively by its organizers and its observers. Gabi Schaffner’s Radio Revolten Diary was a live-stream blog during the festival and peppers the book’s pages, offering a different kind

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Radio|Active

“Radioart cannot remain in the field of aesthetics any more. It has to be involved in ecology, micro-politics, and the philosophy of technology, too.” A new book mirrors the bustling, buzzing, radio-centric activities at Radio Revolten. It’s as if you were there with your ringing ears and your resonating body. READ + LISTEN…

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Radio|Active

“Radioart cannot remain in the field of aesthetics any more. It has to be involved in ecology, micro-politics, and the philosophy of technology, too.” A new book mirrors the bustling, buzzing, radio-centric activities at Radio Revolten. It’s as if you were there with your ringing ears and your resonating body. READ + LISTEN…

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Vanishing

Brian Price + Eleanor Price – Adaptation It is time to take the coming changes personally. Written and produced by Brian Price (Great Northern Audio Theatre, Indiana). Alto flute performed by Eleanor Price, who studies music, writing and is a

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Vanishing

Brian Price + Eleanor Price – Adaptation It is time to take the coming changes personally. Written and produced by Brian Price (Great Northern Audio Theatre, Indiana). Alto flute performed by Eleanor Price, who studies music, writing and is a

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Retreat, Disappearance

Proximity of ghosted towns and birds; imagined dissipation of entities lurking in and out of real life; the canceling signals— crossed and masked; anticipation of vaporized languages, words stuck inside mouths. There’s a joy in static memory, trundling through the inky tunnel and out into the light. Twelve short works in Earlid’s annual Liminal Sounds. LISTEN…

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Retreat, Disappearance

Proximity of ghosted towns and birds; imagined dissipation of entities lurking in and out of real life; the canceling signals— crossed and masked; anticipation of vaporized languages, words stuck inside mouths. There’s a joy in static memory, trundling through the inky tunnel and out into the light. Twelve short works in Earlid’s annual Liminal Sounds. LISTEN…

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