Category Archives: Angela Hang
SITE Time Lapse
How do we experience the water and how does time effect that experience? Are there specific moments one can experience?
My intervention is a play on the tides and turbidity of the Providence River. Exposed; unexposed; reflective; unreflective.
LEMON ZESTED
LEMON!
A bag full of lemons. Brightly colored with yellow and speckled with pores. Are they pores?! I don’t know. Lemon pressed to the grater, I deprive the lemon of its rind. A spritz of lemon citrus and zest in the air. Into a bowl fall the shriveling strands of marigold colored lemon rind.
The lemon is no longer its brightly colored yellow; the lemon is a pale yellow.
I slice one lemon open exposing its capsules of juices. The lemon is yellow again. An individual slice I take, and into the same bowl squeeze the slice to drain it of its juices. Left are nearly two rind-less, pale yellow lemons.
Near a dozen eggs; plenty of sugar; plenty of butter; a bit of flour; a bit of baking powder; a pinch of salt; vanilla. Mixed and pour, then placed into an oven. Ten minutes
Viola! Madeleines
Still, nearly two lemons still full of citrus and zest.
Site Visit: Assignment 4
Dreams in your Mind: Assignment 3
Morning Bedrooms: Assignment 2
My Earliest Memory
It’s funny. I feel as though I ‘ve done this exercise one before. I actually, most recently had to recall my earliest memory writing my statement of intent as I was applying to grad school. I wrote something along the lines of the following.
“In my earliest memory, I lay on the floor. My face pressed against the cold concrete floor. I see across the room my mother picking up items off the floor. She looks over at me and scolds, “Angela, don’t sleep on the floor! It’s so dirty.”
I pick myself off the floor and move myself to a new napping place.
A solid ground. A flat surface. A cool surface. I enjoyed these qualities of the space my mother and father made our home. I could not see the difference. All I know was the floor was dirty.
outsidetheguidelines2014 
