I’ll start this with a promise: I will post here, and I will post regularly (if not often). For now, I’ll leave you with a fragment of Nudge, an arts publication and project of mine that’s lately been taking up a significant amount of my thought capacity. I started working Nudge back in October, when I was trying to find people who would want to make videos with me. This proved obscenely difficult, so I set up a Facebook group for an arts publication and waited for people to respond. Long story short, I found people to make videos with and other things, too.
We published our first issue, which is more or less a traditional publication with submissions and editors, back in January. Below is my letter from the editor. I hope you read it and like it, and then we’ll talk again soon.
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Dear friends,
I’m a big fan of Beck. I can’t think of any artist, musically-inclined or otherwise, who is so successfully both plastic and genuine. Though I adore Beck’s original language (I like writing; I like metaphors), I also love the language he fuels. In his most recent album, Beck somehow managed to pin down writer Dave Eggers and director Spike Jonze and make them converse on one of the album tracks about the “ultimate record that ever could possibly be made.” One comment has remained with me above all:
“[The album] has to tell you how to live. As an instruction guide. It’s subtle. It doesn’t push, it nudges. It entices. Or seduces. It has to encompass the whole world, everything that has been, is, and will be […]”
You probably see where I’m going with this.
You’re holding something very fresh. This assemblage of paper, ink, and metal is called Nudge. The University of Washington’s writers, visual artists, musicians, and filmmakers can submit their work here so other people can see it and think about it. The publication, however, does not stand alone. There is a community behind it. It’s relatively large, and it gains new members nearly every day.
This is where the nudging comes in.
Though this beautiful and holdable publication is Nudge’s most visible form, Nudge exists to create a community where the UW’s writers, visual artists, musicians, and filmmakers can see who else is creating new work, give each other feedback on that work, meet new people, get famous, whatever. What’s important here is that collaboration between people and artistic medias are involved.
Now is the time for artistic collaboration at the University of Washington. There’s a new advising hub for students of the artistic variety, called ArtsLink. The Henry recently established a student advisory committee. Intermission has an increasingly large number of restless journalists joining its staff. Bricolage is revamping its mission. An inspired group of poets who call themselves Stray has joined together to form a collective.
Nudge is for the people who are willing to push themselves beyond their limits and attempt works in forms, genres, ideas, and methods that hold the possibility of incredible success (however that may be defined), but also miserable failure. We look to reject art’s obnoxious tendency to be untouchable. The only thing at Nudge that is untouchable is our dedication to risking elitism and irrelevance for the sake of our art.
Anyway. Like most dialogue, the conversation between Eggers and Jonze continues. In the same breath as the quotation from above:
“[…] and you could take it into space, and that’s why you need a spaceship. Because that’s ultimately what space travel is all about, is sending our ship from earth into space. And not just in some, like, space shuttle that has all the foam coming off of it, you need your own, glowing, you know, multicolored spaceship.”
Stay tuned. There’s more to come.
Until next time,
Claire