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13.11.2009 - 12.12.2009
Preview: Thursday 12 November, 5.30pm

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Onsite /

'It can be said that art
is what remains after a
course of rejection of ideas' 1

Curated by Nell May & Mythily Meher

1 Asumi Mizuo

Not everything we like will be selected for display at
Elam artists' end of year show. Their output from over
the year will be culled down, refined. Many things were
never destined for anything after their role in the
process. Upon evaluation, some works may be deemed "not
good enough", or prove a weak representative of their
maker's artistic practice, or simply cause a hiccup in
the overall coherence of work displayed. What will remain
to be seen at Elam, at the public showcase in the freshly
painted buildings, stands up to a measure whose terms we
may never know. And the rest - the offcuts - these too we
may never know. This month at Window Onsite, we
contemplate the act of rejection in art. Our show
features a selection of work from this year's
graduating artists - works they chose to exclude from
their final year presentations.

This show is based on an idea by Asumi Mizuo,
and is curated by Nell May and Mythily Meher.

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Online /

Deferred, Referred
Luke Munn

With ‘Deferred, Referred’, Luke Munn continues an inquiry
into sound composition and execution. Here, Munn has
created a contained and controlled web window through which
a herd of sound-streaming sites are ushered in the space of
a few minutes. The burden of production is offloaded onto
a host of ready-made sound sources, and responsibility
for playback is deflected onto the user.

The result? A tumultuous audio collage of processed J-pop
stations,flight recordings, YouTube residue, embedded MIDI
tracks, unknown Myspace artists and discarded homepages.
In the stream of broken streamings, we leave sentences
hanging, interrupt a sombre piano recital, snap the tail
end off a baby's chuckle and are whisked from a looped
festive MIDI ditty just as it begins to get comfortable,
or annoying. The sites hopped through comprise a handful
of the countless online hamlets that are a destination for
few and accidental throughfare or miles off the beaten path
for others. Like a smack-bang whirlwind tour of the
internet’s midlands, the viewer is taken on a course of
redirection, every arrival swiftly succeeded by departure.