"Tap with a Switch" Haruna Wada May 2012, 5 - May 14, 2012
Venue: Art Gallery T+
Date: December 2012, 5 - January 14, 2012
Exhibitor: Haruna Wada (4th year, School of Integrated Arts and Sciences)
The exhibition will be held in the middle of May.
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When I entered the gallery and tried to write my name in the guest book,
In front of me was a message from the exhibitor: "I believe there are things in this world that are well made and things that are not."
On a desk in the center of the gallery is a switch-type outlet with a sign that reads, "Please turn the switch on and off while viewing the exhibits."
Next to them are captions that read "Big commotion" and "Little commotion."
When I stand in front of my desk, countless yellow lily of the valley tapes hanging from the ceiling block my view like a curtain.
Beneath the curtain there was a fan facing towards me.
Further back is a guitar facing sideways with another fan placed in front of it.
Just in front of the guitar is a yellow and black striped rope hanging from the ceiling.As a test, I turned on one of the two switches, and the fan in front of the guitar started working.
The rope swayed in the wind.
Suddenly, a low buzzing sound echoed through the gallery: the swaying rope touched the guitar strings, producing a sound.
The rope swings irregularly, making it impossible to tell when the guitar will strike. But it is precisely because it strikes suddenly that the guitar's sound becomes more dominant.
For a moment the entire gallery was enveloped in sound, and my attention was taken over as well.I tried turning one switch off and then turning the other switch on.
Then, a fan in front of me started blowing air towards me.
The yellow lily of the valley tape in front of me reached out towards me with a fluttering sound.If the guitar is the sound, this is the movement.
It felt like each of them contributed to the two elements of the feeling of being "noisy."
When you turn on both switches at the same time, the lily of the valley tape flutters around, creating a visual nuisance.
I was hit by a booming, ear-ringing noise all at once, and there was uproar in the gallery.
If each phenomenon occurred individually I could avoid it by closing my eyes and covering my ears, but when two of them occur at the same time I cannot escape the commotion.
It's as simple as flipping a switch.
Just by turning it on, things started to move, and the half-hearted movements all came together and started to make a big fuss. (Ikeda Hiroko)







