Terugblik winterschool met ArtScience Interfaculty
Van 9 tot en met 13 maart 2020 werkten er voor de derde keer een week lang twaalf internationale studenten van ArtScience Interfaculty op het Almeerderstrand tijdens de jaarlijkse winterschool. Nieuw dit jaar waren een ochtendlezing en het testmoment samen met de scholieren van het Arte College. De winterschool van ArtScience Interfaculty bracht studenten samen van de Koninklijke Academie van Beeldende Kunsten, de afdeling sonologie van het Koninklijk Conservatorium in Den Haag en de faculteit Wijsbegeerte van de Universiteit Leiden.
Compositie
Onder begeleiding van de docenten Cocky Eek (ArtScience) en Rachel Schuit (mime Amsterdamse Hogeschool voor de Kunsten) deden ze onderzoek naar de elementen van de natuur. Kan je met de elementen wind, water en zand een compositie maken?
foto’s Erwin Budding
Klankschalen van klei
Om meer te leren over zand en de plek werd er een lezing op dinsdagochtend 10 maart georganiseerd. Naast Almeers publiek was ook pottenbakker Kees present. Hij vertelde meer over het werken met klei (dat bestaat uit zand) en de prachtige klankschalen die hij hiermee maakt. De studenten hadden voor het publiek vragen over de ontstaansgeschiedenis van Almere en de Almeerse identiteit. Ter afsluiting van de ochtend werd het publiek getrakteerd op een jamsessie op de klankschalen door de studenten.
Proefpresentatie
Een dag later vertaalden de studenten hun bevindingen in een proefpresentatie waarbij leerlingen van het Arte College als testpubliek aanwezig waren. Na afloop kregen de studenten feedback van de leerlingen.
Eindpresentatie
Met deze feedback gingen de studenten aan de slag voor de eindpresentatie op vrijdagmiddag 13 maart. Door de eerste maatregelen rondom het coronavirus was deze zonder testpubliek, maar wél met een klein groepje leerlingen van het Arte College. Nieuwsgierig? Bekijk dan hieronder de foto’s en de video. Editie 2020 van de winterschool was weer een succes, deze keer met minder turbulent lenteweer dan de vorige edities.
foto’s Erwin Budding
Reflectie van een student
Op de eerste dag van de winterschool kregen de studenten de opdracht om het Almeerderstrand te verkennen en hierop te reflecteren. De volgende teksten van de Ierse student Robert Coleman en de IJslandse student Þórir Freyr Höskuldsson laten je het gebied door hun ogen ervaren. De teksten zijn weergegeven in de originele taal (Engels).
In the distance, drawn by between spaces, exploring to go find them and place myself there. Jammed between them feels cosier, touching me and holding me down. Behind me the branches flex and bend with my own weight, shaping to my back, supporting me. The sounds of the train pass regularly as a constant reminder that I am not by myself. Body slowly relaxes, falls back and I can go into a calmer space. The green of the trees is visible on my coat where I rubbed against them, and now becoming one of them, stationary and rooted, part of the landscape.
The fallen tree lying across the ground turns up a little at the end, making enough space for something to squeeze under. Another between space. This time, with lots of spiky feelings – thorns that stick in your clothes causing lots of little pin-pricks all around. The tree is warm to the face, it’s unexpected. It feels really alive, which of course I know it is but there is something more to its texture. Rough, almost skinlike, like a reptile or other animal. Taste is of nothing, sticks are bare and their taste is just as bare. The sound, the crackle of it breaking in teeth gives me more than the taste.
Robert Coleman
Gedicht van Þórir Freyr Höskuldsson
A placement of sorts
A circle of trees that opens up before you.
Half of the circle is in water.
A tree is in the middle,
a different species.
You sit down with your back against it.
Close your eyes.
You are separated by sounds.
Your left half is the highway
but you don’t hear the cars,
Only the rhythmical passing of cars over borders in concrete.
Your left half is also the train.
The train that sometimes comes.
Twice it brings and takes the sunshine
as it passes and goes.
Your right half is the wind
and what you think is the wind.
You think it is the wind
but then what a particular rhythm to that wind.
You soon realise
that you are not only hearing the wind
but also the waves.
They sound more than they seem
and then again what a particular rhythm to waves.
You remember hearing waves before
but not like this.
There is a certain rhythm at play here
and most importantly,
a very sudden stop
and then immediately
the next one.
It gives the impression of being the sound of wind
but it isn’t,
it is the sound of wind in rhythm,
it is the sound of a sudden surge of wind,
then another one
immediately following it,
again
and again
and again.
You look for the breaking down of the wave
but it never comes,
the peculiar wave rhythm continues.
Why have you not heard waves like this before?
Is it because these waves were never supposed to break upon these shores?
They were supposed to break further
and therefore
never finish their initial journey.
Maybe that is why they never seem to finish their cycle,
never finish their sound.
From the right
these sounds hit you,
from the left
the sounds of the highway and the passing of trains.
You are in the middle,
you have placed yourself here,
as man has placed all the sounds around you.
The highway was placed for you to hear it,
for the cars to pass.
The train tracks were placed for you to hear them,
for the train to pass.
The sand was placed for you to hear the waves crash on it,
for you to be able to hear the sounds of waves
where they were never supposed to sound.
That is maybe why they come so quickly,
as if afraid of their end,
for they were brought here so quickly.
-Þórir Freyr Höskuldsson
