Macy-Anne Trimont
Since 2003
Works in Ocean City United States of America

Hello, Hello. I am a collegiate student, have been for years. My modes for art making come from music and dance. I am actually a fan-dancer. I make my own costumes and fans. I live in Ocean City, near Baltimore. I go to college on and off - at Allegheny College, where I have learned such softwares as Track Them Colors. This is how I move in time with digital media. Like shallow breathing, this time is apprehensive. I have danced at such art festivals as OCAF, Seminary Roundtop Art Camp (1999) and Art Scape (2000). One of my fondest modes of art is the "Happening". Although some people think that "Happenings" are passe, I think there is so much creativity that can come from presenting your self and your work, unnanounced, undocumented, in the public eye, with no preconceptions what so ever. It is what I call the "naivete of experience". But I do not advocate ignorance in any terms. No, my practice is to allow this moment of joy, that I offer to my onlookers, to transcend - as I enjoy speaking and revealing with those who find interest in my activities. This is how experience becomes learning. Sharing has to follow the spectacle. Otherwise, it is just an act, just a clown on stage, just a forgotten farce. After hearing of my acceptance into the Allegheny College, I travelled to the campus and performed a dance. Classes wouldn't be starting for a couple of months, but I wanted to begin my new journey with an old song, so to speak. So I danced. As I have found so often throughout my years at the school - now even teaching labs and informal meeting times, on occasion, the sky was golden. This is what I love about this campus, the sky is deeply quiet. Golden light just constantly falls here in the evenings. Every window of ever building seems cast upon from the sky above. I do not perform here, I speak and teach here. I take a few classes, and I give a few classes.

The new media has been wonderful. I've used midi, as well as track them colors. I love to make midi music. Some might think it sounds out dated, but mining obsolescence is a cornerstone of technology-based art in this country (USA) unlike Europe, which basks in a different sort of glory, one that emanates from the glow of art history. I embrace and respect both of these histories. I find, though, that we have to move on and learn something new. That is why I don't talk about midi in the sense of a medium. I talk about it in the sense that you would talk about something that has been truly accepted into the canon of world history - like the violin or the piano, like the paintbrush or the chisel. This is what midi is to me.

I've had the pleasure of hour-based art participation, which is a mode of art in which any activities that are engaged in are timed. Time, in this case (and most others) is totally arbitrary. It's a layer that goes on top of the process, and that is what this art talks about. Time is an invisible layer over all experience. Hour-based art knowingly pulls the invisible layer of time over itself. All evidience of this dissapears after the fact. It is just one of these undocumented practices that truely speaks of art practice in the 21st century. It has to be spoken of. This is where the learning and sharing begins. After the art's "finished", no one will know of "The Hours" unless we talk about it. It then becomes obvious that the art never was finished. It relies upon this illusion, in order to get at the heart. It is a sham, basically, but it works, and I've seen it really work well in some cases.

Well, that's my current art practice. Thanks for reading.