#Piksel11 @ #Bergen with @_blablabLAB, 14-21 November 2011 (II)

You can read Part I here

We started Friday with a mild hangover and missing breakfast, it was raining a lot so as Barcelonians we were set for a slow start. It was the 3,14 opening at five o ‘clock. We still had to calibrate the cameras and repair one of the 3D printers, but we had plenty of time. Makerbot’s Thing-O-Matics are “cheap” and tend to be reliable, but they are not build to be transported extensively, in our case, the screws kept loosening.

The opening went well, although most of the scans were done to artists at Piksel, so we did not interact with many “Bergensers” as we would have wanted to (it’s always good publicity, whatever that means). It was a nice and soft way to start, since artists tend to be more understanding of waiting times and the first day we always run into minor adjustments. That said, the next days we had more people from Bergen come and they were very friendly, easy going and polite, so we never had any issue with late prints. After the BYOS! show was over at 3,14 we went to USF to see Spaniards SAGAAN performance’s. I think after that, we call it a night pretty early, probably hoping to save up some energy for Saturday.

SAGAAN’s live performance mixes analog synthesis with live modulation of electromagnetic waves picking up sounds from satellites with different antennas. Using modern/open source tools like GNURadio and Gpredict, to visualize, hear and trace satellites over us. The performance was set after the satellite launch made by Orbitando Satelites team (MP19) at LABoral Center for Arts and Industrial Creation en (Saagan, 2011).

The weekend was really fun at 3, 14. This time we had more Bergensers come over and ask us questions, a few students from the Bergen National Academy of Arts and their friends came to check us out too. We had technical conversations about 3D printing, handed out blablabLAB stickers and made friends. At night we headed to USF, but we wanted no more of that electronic noise, so we crashed into a free modern jazz show going on in the same building. It was mind-blowing (!). After that we went back to the Piksel show, most of the “music” was unbearable or boring (unbearable at least brings out some emotions), but Alex McLean and Jake Harries as “Silicone Bake” saved the night. The show was based on live coding by Alex while Jake played guitar and sang spam emails as lyrics, it was hilarious. Here is a description of that night by Alex himself. Gerard and I were carrying a whiskey bottle, and shared it with Ben, Hsien and Ian, mixing it with a extremely sugary berry based syrup. I stopped drinking quite soon, I am a sugar hater.

After that we headed to Kafé Knoderen and hung out with the Norwegian Piksel kids and a few of the Scandinavian students from KHiB. Everyone from the festival was at the café and it got really crowded. At some points the guys at SAGAAN/the Spanish crew got in control of the party and the mayhem started, past Knoderen’s closing time the party was moved and OccuppySteensHotel was soon a reality, with people wreaking havoc at different rooms (everyone was really quite at the breakfast room, though). Late nigh, major blast, lifetime memories.

Next day we tried our best to wake up in time, but we had both barely slept. We were late to work (shame on us) and hardly motivated. We did a few more prints and talked even more (the more you talk to people the less other are inclined to interrupt you to get scanned/printed). Gerry had a presentation at USF, by then he had already repeated the speech so many times that he didn’t even prepare it for Piksel (I really don’t know how it went though, four people attended). Without Gerry, the scanning was stopped around two, and after that I printed the last figurines and started packing. Once done, we headed to Knipsu and packed the Haberlandt2008…it was a hard day of work, and after finishing Gerry and I bro-hugged, we had worked our asses off during the last days, and we were really tired. We assisted to the closing at Landmark and spent our last night at Bergen with Anna, Eirik, Rasmus at the Kafé Knoederen, but not for to long.

We woke at 6 AM on Monday, had a swift breakfast and ran to the bus station, Ben had joined us to our way back to the airport, since his flight was just half an hour later. Our flight was supposed to leave at 8:30 but it ran a bit late, when we got to Munich we had to run for our lives, for the whole plane trip I was coughing…I must be in terrible shape.

I really did not want to take the flight back home, I had such a good time. It was only the lack of money and clothes which forced me to leave. From the days since my first night walk I gradually fell in love with Bergen, it is one of the most beautiful places I have been, and the people there are truly amazing. I really can’t wait to be there again, year after year. It was, at so many levels, the best way to close this year, and I hope that some of the people I met during that trip will stay in my life for a long time.

As I said, this was the last trip of the year, and turned to be pretty much the closing of an important period in my life. So many things happened in 2011, I left London to live in NYC, met an incredible girl, left NY, went back, visited Philadelphia, Washington D.C. with her, came back visited Lanzarote, Latvia and Norway with blablabLAB, to come back to Barcelona and break with her. The last weeks mark probably the end of a great period in my life, and to be honest, I don’t have a clue of what the future is going to bring, but I have pretty much wasted a full week wondering.

You can read more stuff about what went on at Piksel here.

#Piksel11 @ #Bergen with @_blablabLAB, 14-21 November 2011 (I)

After recovering from Riga for a week we left towards Bergen, Norway, our last trip of a long year. My mom drove us to Barcelona’s airport with our over-sized luggage. All our parents have been really supportive about waking up really early and spending gas for our enjoyment (work, I must say).

We had a connecting flight in Frankfurt with Lufthansa (beer at no extra cost in flights). Frankfurt’s airport is pretty neat, it provides an unlimited supply of coffee (or tea) and also a collection of international newspapers, all for free (the previous information would make no sense if it was not for free, but yet, it’s not redundant).

Two planes later we had arrived to Bergen, it was around six or seven and already dark, from the transfer bus we saw the warm house lights, located across fjord hills, reflected over the restless surface of the lake. We got off at Torget, the fish market, and in front of us was Vagsallmenningen square where the gallery Stiftelsen 3,14 is located and where we would (eventually, and after some micromanaging) set up the BYOS! project. There awaited us, pressured and cooking some tofu with cauliflower and chickpeas, one of the main persons at Piksel, Hillevi. We had dinner with her, an Irish guy doing a MA and working part-time for the gallery, a Norwegian multi-talented artist and tech named Rasmus and the dutch girls from the MatchMaker 1.0 Project (Marleen and Eva). During this dinner, and after wondering about the prices of beer in Bergen, Hillevi exposed how Lutheranism had dominated alcohol restriction policies in Norway for a long time, resulting in extremely expensive drinking.

The Matchmaker 1.0 detects your heartbeat trough a sensor and matches it with other users of the installation. Marleen, a kind of super enthusiastic Dutch, told us that sometimes couples got stressed because of non-matching heartbeats. The Matchmaker uses Arduino and Processing.

Matchmaker 1.0 from Marleen Andela on Vimeo.

After dinner we headed to Steens Hotel, a beautiful property, right by the lake in Nygard Park and close to the SiB, a student house. It was a lively place and the park was full of morning heroin addict dwellers, a problem of very rich countries, apparently.

Gerard had to send a video work before Monday but I was up for a walk so I left the hotel for a few hours. I felt my orientation skills had lagged behind Gerry’s in Riga, so it was time to proof myself I could do better then following him. Bergen is rather small, and easy to conceptualize in your head after walking around a few times, that first night was really useful.

We woke up to a shining Tuesday morning, the breakfast was served in a very baroque room. There was no soy milk supply so we just fed ourselves with peanut butter on toasts and fruits. First thing we had to do is record a video for Gerry’s work, he decided the heroin park was the best place, and I would be the hand model of the video. Once the filming was done we thought we should solve the “Where BYOS! is going to be set?” issue. They had thought that it was a good idea to have it in the street, for some reason there had been some problem connecting the idea of cold and rainy Norwegian city with two Spanish guys and their electronic equipment. So to solve this issue we headed to the PikselHut (a headquarter of sorts), located in what used to be a canned sardine factory (USF or United Sardine Factory). To get there we crossed the University of Bergen campus and walked around the city outskirts, in what seemed a more industrial and ugly part of the city (Notstegaten), at some point in this route we crossed trough a building with a classroom full of stunning blondes.

At PikselHut we met Piksel’s boss (“director”), Gysle, and also Anna, Dino and Eirik, who would end up being Norway’s ambassadors to us, and made our stay in Bergen unforgettable. Anna is part of the Piksel team and Dino, her boyfriend, and Eirik, her friend, were helping her out. Gysle still did not know where we were going to end, so there was not much for us to do. We left with Eirik on a van rented for the festival and headed to 3, 14 for lunch. We had a very mediocre lunch consisting of more bread with more peanut butter (Gerard approached his peanut butter limit, a place I didn’t even know existed) and a dialectical fight with the gallery manager over Spanish politics (she called them siesta and fiesta), German imperialism (‘they won’t keep paying for your Spanish politics’) and Scandinavian racism (‘sorry, but didn’t Iceland default too?Aren’t they scandinavians?’…’No..well, yes’), anyway, as much as I love Norwegians, she was a terrible person from the start, the only one I met, I admit. From 3,14 we walked to Knipsu, the gallery where the Haberlandt2008 project was going to be displayed. After checking it out we decided we should visit the city, so we went for a walk around the streets of Bergen until it was time for dinner at Gallery 3,14. It was a bigger dinner with more international artists. During dinner we met Ben Baker-Smith a Chicago based visual artist who would become our companion in adventures and the guy to hang-out with during parties.

Ben is interested in generative systems and the unique qualities of different media formats, working with a range of old and new technologies to create prints, videos, live performaces and on/offline installations. You can check more about him at bitsynthesis. Ben brought Infinite Glitch to Bergen.

Every day an incomprehensible number of new digital media files are uploaded to hosting sites across the internet. Far too many for any one person to consume. Infinite Glitch is a stream-of-conciousness representation of this overwhelming flood of media, its fractured and degraded sounds and images reflecting how little we as an audience are able to retain from this daily barrage.

Infinite Glitch is an automated system that generates an ever-changing audio/video stream from the constantly increasing mass of media files freely available on the web. Source audio and video files are ripped from a variety of popular media hosting sites, torn apart, and recombined using collage and glitch techniques to create an organic, chaotic flood of sensory input.

We walked back at the hotel with Ben. Gerard still had to finish his video work and I think he ended going to sleep around 4 or 5 AM (waking me up many times during his creative ordeal). Fortunately he was able to send it before Wednesday. This was the final result (music by Dirty Gold):

Bergen is known for its rains, I heard that the average is 240 days a year. A joke is told [online] in Bergen about a tourist asking a local boy if it ever stops raining, “I don’t know, replies the boy, I’m only twelve.” . We were in Bergen for seven days in November, and it only rained two, so we were really (really) lucky. I used two socks most of the days though, but as I discovered, I was not the only one.

On Wednesday we went for another walk, this time with Ben though, and a more photographic attitude. We needed to visit 3, 14 to settle where BYOS! was going to take place and to schedule our working hours, there was a bit of going back and forth with the gallery manager, but everyone seemed happy at the end of it. At some point we thought we would enjoy another amazing Norwegian lunch so we walked to Knipsu, the new official lunch and dinner place. Although our first idea was to walk up one of Bergen’s hill, Fløyen, after lunch, the skies became cloudy and the protestant work ethic contagious. We decided to stay at Knipsu and build the Haberlandt, I regret this decision, since we had no more chances to visit the hill and enjoy the views.

While building the Haberlandt we burnt a circuit and we thought that the power supply had been damaged too so the next day we had to search trough the city to find one, after a lot of walking and asking around we didn’t find it. Frustrated we went back to Knipsu were, after a thorough inspection Gerard noticed that there was a cable plugging mistake that was short-circuiting the power-supply, so we were able to solve the issue and the Haberlandt was ready. After that we set up BYOS! at 3,14 for next day.

That night was the festival opening at Bergen Kunsthall Landmark, a part of the modern art museum complex, facing the lake. We withstood some high decibel electronic music (in the purest sense of music made with electronic components)which at times was slightly unbearable, till the opening was over, and then walked to cozy Kafé Knoderen, where we hanged out with Anna, Dino, Eirik, Ben and Taiwanese artists Hsien Yu (based in Amsterdam) and Ian (based in London). From there we went to the trendy Christies gate (street), where the music bars are. Our choice was Legal Bar, were I somehow ended up with a few free drinks in my hands, most of them bought by Dino, and talking to random people (many of them in the restroom) during the whole night.

Dino is one of the main organizers of Bergen’s Reggae Festival, normally done during the summer, but being moved to September. The festival started at USF but has expanded to the entire city, it seems like a nice excuse to visit Bergen next year.

Parties in Norway mean drinks in your room or other closed private spaces (may or may not include a bar, it does when Norwegians buy) where people actually talk and have interesting and meaningful conversations.

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