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SHOWINGS: What can a Vocaloid do?

What can a Vocaloid do?
June 12, 2015, at 6:30PM
Erin Gee
Sandra Annett
“There is a tension between the Body without Organs and the structure of organization or stratification it is embedded in, a tension which can itself be made productive.”
This idea is musical.
– Erin Gee quoting Sandra Annett
For this edition of SHOWINGS, artist Erin Gee presents a reconfigured version of her 2011 …

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SHOWINGS: What can a Vocaloid do?

What can a Vocaloid do?
June 12, 2015, at 6:30PM
Erin Gee
Sandra Annett
“There is a tension between the Body without Organs and the structure of organization or stratification it is embedded in, a tension which can itself be made productive.”
This idea is musical.
– Erin Gee quoting Sandra Annett
For this edition of SHOWINGS, artist Erin Gee presents a reconfigured version of her 2011 …

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SHOWINGS: SciFi Research Series – April events

SHOWINGS is a series of material-discursive events where invited artists, filmmakers, science fiction writers, and future-casters reconfigure our relationships to technologies through a science fiction lens. Inspired by the practices of sci-fi feminisms, afrofuturist storytelling, and science and technology studies, the series experiments with human and posthuman approaches to an ethics of encounter that open up collective knowledges entangled in the past, present and future, …

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SHOWINGS: SciFi Research Series – April events

SHOWINGS is a series of material-discursive events where invited artists, filmmakers, science fiction writers, and future-casters reconfigure our relationships to technologies through a science fiction lens. Inspired by the practices of sci-fi feminisms, afrofuturist storytelling, and science and technology studies, the series experiments with human and posthuman approaches to an ethics of encounter that open up collective knowledges entangled in the past, present and future, …

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