Aug '08 - Jun '10
title says it all.
I'm here at Narita Airport, on my way back to San Francisco from Okinawa. I'm alive, didn't get bitten by a Habu snake or run over by a Marine. More on Okinawa later...
Following my interest in how to represent exclusive, forbidden spaces, I got this idea as I was going through the usual routine of the airport security check. I took my recorder and mics out of my pocket and was about to stuff them in my bag when it occurred that I could actually do a little military exploration here. I switched on record, slipped it in the bag, and through the black flaps it went, a satellite probe into one of the most forbidden, fortified, and controlled spaces of the 21st century: the carry-on x ray machine.
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5 Comments
thanks for keeping it real, mr.
nice nick. i am wanting to layout some unexposed film or paper to see what happens...
just as long as they don't take you in that little room and do some 'personal x-raying'.
like I said before...I feel like my brain is being fried up by the x-rays!
danger, your brain is already fried man.
b3ta, what if the inner lining of your luggage was all x ray film? you would have a 3 dimensional composite of the contents.
for me, listening to the sound again, going inside the x-ray machine actually has a calming effect. the cacophony of the airport is swallowed by the drone of the scanning device.