Their start was at a convergence in Chicago countering the '96 Democratic Convention. Here in a noisy barn of a building on Capitol Hill, joined by many Seattleites, they are a study in optimism. Art and Revolution live in the instant of possibilities, where things can be different. They insist that public space belongs to the public. It's art as a slapstick guerrilla play.
Art is born of the senses.
In print or paint, in song or sculpture, a good work of art passionately splashes shocking golds and band-loud reds, whispers the lingering whimper of summer's marigold, or shouts the odor of the grave to waiting eye or ear. Once these sight and smell and sound images land, the everyday world is made new. Revolution, too, starts from specific locations. Step by step, it starts with story and incident and proceeds with outrage and harm, until the world is made different to the everyday person. Each revolution leads to who knows where.