Sentences with phrase «focused narrative spaces»

«Fullbright is one of the few studios that's really exploring this idea of games as character - focused narrative spaces; it's very much about letting the players explore stories rather than being controlled by them.»

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But by concentrating on the lives being lived outside of the celebrations, and the personal narratives that led seven very different kids into the scene, Kiki keeps the focus on the value of a safe space, of a community that provides structure and purpose for youths battling homelessness, illness, and prejudice.
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Although only a few hours long (you'll probably finish your first, normal difficulty run - through in an evening, though obviously that's always just the precursor to weeks of iterative, repeat play for progressive rewards, as part of Destiny's now huge melting pot of content), it's easily the most precisely curated chunk of campaign Destiny has yet seen, eschewing the early game's narrative vagaries and reliance on multi-purpose, overworld spaces in favour of pacing, storytelling and set - pieces entirely worthy of a focused, single - player FPS.
The angles, the details, the negative space, and a focus on the graphical elements — when I couldn't find the words, I would build narratives by using symbols and shapes only.
Her lexicon focused on the gesturing female figure as the protagonist, moving across space and defying the strictures of linear time by mixing historical narratives, drawing equally from ancient working processes and formats with her activist orientation and an ongoing questioning of the formation and construction of memory and representation, particularly the representation of women.
, 1976 traces Acconci's early actions and performances, including FOLLOWING PIECE (1969), in which he followed passers - by on the street until they entered private spaces — SHADOW - PLAY (1970), in which he shadowboxed with a bright light shining behind him while moving in front of a wall — OPENINGS (1970), during which a camera focuses on Acconci's stomach as he pulls out his body hair, the film ends when Acconci is hairless — SEEDBED (1972), during which he audibly masturbated for eight hours a day under a temporary floor at the Sonnabend Gallery in New York while visitors walked overhead — THE RED TAPES (1976 - 77), a three - part epic that merges video space with filmic space, evolving into complex amalgam of narrative strategies, photographic images, music and spoken language.
Focusing on personal poetics from multiple perspectives and through various mediums, Seldon Yuan's work extends across a spectrum that plays on optical effects, absurdity, surrealism, language, familiar objects and spaces that are often in service of a personal narrative.
The carving studio remains virtually how she left it, while the plaster studio now includes tools and in - progress works intended to give the space an educational and narrative focus.
The works that are on display at MAMbo consist of both monumental canvases which provide space for sprawling narratives of compositional complexity and smaller paintings which focus on the study of individual subjects, portraits that push the figures portrayed into the foreground, as if under a microscope.
, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,
Environments — Installations — Narrative Spaces» traces the history of installation art from the 1960s until today with a focus on narrative stNarrative Spaces» traces the history of installation art from the 1960s until today with a focus on narrative stnarrative structures.
Cara Tolmie's performance for Frieze Projects focuses on narrative and the voice as devices to construct a fictional space
Leslie Kerby focuses on social narratives exploring the constructs of identity, communal spaces and social media.
Artist Statement Through my practice, I aim to recall the complex web of relationships between social and natural activity, focusing on the significance and narrative potential of the anthropic ecosystem, present in the context of public spaces.
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