The Aesthete and the Amateur reviews Nino Vichan

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by Eleanor Medier, edited by Heavy Writer

Review of 3D immersive installation for The Linden Endowment for the Arts by an unlikely fictitious couple—a professional art critic and her wise fool truck-driver husband.

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After winning (at least in her mind) the debate about pure visual expressions [please read “Arguing Abstraction”], Eleanor takes Heavy along while she explores the growing LEA installation. Choosing to begin with a purely visual selection, she teleports Heavy to see Nino Vichan’s ‘When the Mind’s Eye Listens.’

Eleanor: “This piece has seven sections. Do you see me standing on a sphere? This is the transport. See if you can follow me.”

Heavy: “I see just blue water and strong lights. I feel like Captain Piccard. Where is my starship Enterprise?”

Eleanor: “This is sculpture, dear—abstract, even celestial.”

Heavy: “Each of these levels might have different speeds, textures, or colors, but the idea is the same—variation of same the theme.”

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Eleanor: “Each section has feelings, atmospheres. Some are open, flatter, softer, cloudier, energetic. The point is vision—moods and ways of seeing. Why do you think it is a group of levels? Why not just one?”

Heavy: “One is enough. The different feelings are just inside you. You can have the same experience watching the sky.”

Eleanor: “Is that not like saying—why have different planets?? Isn’t one planet enough?? Why have different solar systems?? Isn’t one enough??”

Heavy: “A center you can call whatever you want. Add a spinning perimeter. The guy is skilled with textures and scripts, but it is like saying ‘good day’ with different accents—it is still ‘Good Day.’  What do you see in that nebula?”

Eleanor: “I see an eye.”

Heavy: “You see an eye because it is called ‘Green Eye.’ What if it were called ‘A STAR IS BORN’? You would see a star. You can call it 100 names. Even ‘Genesis.’”

Eleanor: “This looks like a star forming.”

Heavy: “Why don’t you admit I’m right for once?”

I smile sweetly: “What are you right about dear??”

Heavy: “I’m right that all setups like this look like a star forming! Planets, stars fusion, energy—all common themes in SL art.”

Eleanor: “Then question. Does this piece do it better? Does it need all seven levels as one sculpture for dramatic effect? The theme is vision—and yet outer space—the macro and the micro? Universal?”

Heavy: “I must admit that I’m old fashioned. I prefer art on a wall, or if is 3d, I prefer a sculpture.”

Eleanor: “This is sculpture, dear.”

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Eleanor: “The level called ‘Salmon Eye’ is pretty. It is huge and cloud like, even smokey.”

Heavy: “If that`s the eye where is the fish? This salmon is probably bigger than Moby Dick. Too bad you didn’t let me bring my rods.”

Eleanor: “You would go fishing??”

Heavy: “Any fish, no matter how big, can be caught.”

Eleanor: “With the right bait.”

Heavy: “Probably this fish died anyway because of bad water. Salmon need crystal clear water.”

Eleanor: “This next one is ‘Blue Eye’—a very cold feeling. Important to these

works is movement—they are always changing. This one seems contained, like the randomness has a logic, or rules. It feels safe, predictable. The star we are standing on is repeated on the other side. It has a symmetry.”

Heavy: “This is more balanced than the others—like an old star. Blue tells that it got cold. These levels are  like Albers paintings— one square after another. Even if in different colors, they are still squares.”

Eleanor: “Why do you think a smart guy like Albers would keep painting squares??”

Heavy: “Because there is always a snob to pay big for them once you make yourself a name.”

Eleanor: “So if he is the first guy to paint squares, and he gets to be known for those squares, he can sell?”

Heavy: “I hope he had fun watching the self-congratulating pay for the privilege!”

Eleanor: “The first guy here to do planetary things to fly around in—that is who deserves notoriety??”

Heavy: “This idea probably didn’t happen in SL. There is Hollywood and Disneyland.”

Eleanor: “Dear, you can’t do this in Disneyland—too dangerous. You can’t have people floating around on balls.”

Heavy: “How about the last concert we went to with all those laser beams?”

Eleanor: “Light shows?? No. This is like being inside of it. We don’t need to consider details here, like gravity.”

Heavy: “It depends on the setup, dear. We had to teleport here. Isn’t that like sitting in a chair?”

Eleanor: “Yes but we can move around, see different angles, fly through it. But you can say this is just an illusion, because I am really looking on a flat computer screen. I can’t really fly through this. Yet, it is interactive.”

Heavy: “Can you stick your head inside your screen? lol”

Eleanor: “You and I can experience this together.”

Heavy: “By chance, you can sometimes find art in SL, which is not that easy.”

Eleanor: “Great art is not easy to find anywhere.”

Heavy: “It is easy to find on Google if you know what to look for.”

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Eleanor: “’Orange Eye’. This one is scarier—more turbulent—flames all over.”

Heavy: “This is where Heavy will end up after being cursed by the artists he doesn’t like: Hell :)”

Eleanor: “It has no shape—no logic the way the others did.”

Heavy: “I can use a cold beer now. This makes me thirsty.”

Eleanor: “This teleport ball too is calm—the others had more movement. The whole point is an experience.”

Heavy: “This experience I can have doing drugs and listening to Pink Floyd. Sit on that board and you’ll take a trip to the core too—takes one minute. Like we’ve been abducted by aliens. Hahaha! Take some sun screen—don’t get burned!”

Eleanor: “It is hot!!”

Heavy: “Call this one ‘Chernobyl on a Good Day’—before the reactor melts down—before the Russians have finished their vodka.”

Eleanor: “It does have a very strong energy—several sources of energy. This last one is ‘Reflection.’”

Heavy: “It is calm—like counting the seconds. I like the symbols, which the other ones didn’t have.”

Eleanor: “This is more like a laser show. It is fun to walk around, to get lost in the colors.”

Heavy: “It is like watching an impressionist work of art with a magnifying glass—you’ll see the trails of the brush instead seeing the painting.”

Eleanor: “What about being inside the impressionist painting?”

Heavy: “Looks better from outside. Cool would be if those columns had more meaning—like naked ladies or Atlas supporting the world. lol”

Eleanor: “You mean more concrete? Recognizable? Is this not visually beautiful?”

Heavy: “It needs something to tell a different story. Could have been women or could have been giants.”

Eleanor: “Oh—back to that idea—does art have to tell a story??”

Heavy: “Art needs to make you think. This one made me think.”

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This series has continued from the previous issue as Eleanor and Heavy continue to make their way through the virtual cultural landscape.

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