Last night Portland was treated to a unique march through the Pearl and across the Broadway Bridge. Dressed in white, and carrying white signs, a horde of jubilant participants re-enacted Anna Halprin’s “Blank Placard Happening.” Dealing with my own tree limb/ white board debacle, I arrived late, but luckily met up with the march along NW Lovejoy, and made a friend that was nice enough to lend me a modified pizza box.
As we marched, observers shouted at us, asking what we were doing and helpfully pointing out that we had forgotten to mark up our signs. The curiosity and occasional obnoxiousness led me to question what the point of the performance was. At first I was led to think that we were protesting everything, and advocating nothing, but afterwards I came to a two-part conclusion. First, the white blankness seems to advocate not just political peace, but a Buddhist-like joyful emptiness. But blankness, when observed, provides (or tempts?) an opportunity to insert meanings, or, even better: issues.
Whether these manifested issues, or the need to manifest issues, are examined, or if that’s even the point, are obviously up for debate, but that is the hope of one guy, on the bridge, carrying a borrowed pizza box.
– Abe Ingle
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Trying to shoot this thing was a lot of fun – until my flash broke. With the sun down and this crowd moving fast, there was no way I was going to get a sharp shot. But Sarah and I had fun trying to keep ahead of the crowd, zooming around the block with a beer and hot lips pizza bouncing in our stomachs, and I decided to characterize my blurry photos as representing the fluidity of a moving crowd, and of meaning itself… right. Got to get that flash fixed.
Sarah’s response to a passing car
car – “WHAT ARE YOU PROTESTING?”
Sarah – “WHAT ARE YOU PROTESTING??”
So cynical. Yuppies that don’t stand for anything
That’s actually my photo, but I saw yours and they are eerily similar. Great minds!