JOE NAMY    bodies of work . exhibitions . other






This is an opera about frozen spaces, after Statues Also Die.

This is the story of a color, a sign, language - militarized tones.

These are stories about spectras, of all the empty spaces that define a city.

This is a score for any musical instrument that has been granted asylum.

This is a party, on the politics and gender dynamics of bass.

This is a dance about in-between steps, and some questions about how we listen.

This is a hijacking of a construction site, the set up of a new rhythm within an existing one.

This is a graphic poem colored in red , on the history of regional music photography.

These are the lives of the sounds from the days of our lives.

This is langage. power. difference.

These are radio programs from a clocktower and a basement.

This is music from a rhythm named El Iqaa.

This is a spectacle, of spectatorship.

These are the shades of a landscape of apprehension.

These are remains from the medium of time.