27th October 2010 7.00pm - The Wharf Schooner Way Cardiff Bay

From the postcard:

Over the course of the evening event audience are invited to harness their own creative impulses and express ideas via text messaging. 'Sent messages' will appear in real-time as large-scale projections behind the performance area. In-between performances an evolving text narrative emerges and unfolds. To contribute to this live artwork and experience being instantly published audience send thoughts, lines of poetry and pros and responses stimulated by the evenings performances to a mobile number. Participation is anonymous unless otherwise chosen

Artstation and collaborators are Dr Ian Grimstead of Cardiff University School of Computer Sciences, Briony Goffin Creative Writer and Anthropologist Kath Williams.

The TXT2Baylit 10 event featured much performing talent both in the form of performers and texters, many thanks Paul for the images and Academi for a great evening.

THE CREATIVE TEXTER CONVERSATION

11:22:45

Impulse: When a man u've never met b4 suddenly gives u flowers, that's sexual harassment

11:24:14 Super Electric: Some see the flesh before they see the bones, some see the bones before they see the flesh.

Screen 2 output.

18:25:52 They arrived in dribs and drabs, burnt out, wires trailing. Tripped minds and short-circuited eyes. Staring

19:24:12 A gracious dawn looked down and parted.

19:36:45 Wagoffery

19:36:05 Please send this txt to thirty of your gullible teenage friends

19:37:07 Pale mirror reflect back the kisses we hid. Continue to hide

19:36:05 Please send this txt to thirty of your gullible teenage friends

20:30:41 Cofia ddysgu byw

20:32:47 Cloc yn tician tic tic tic toc

20:35:10 love

20:38:31 Man. Woman. Machine. Mawochine

20:39:08 Womowochine.

20:39:50 Man eating machine

20:40:03 Sound and mount on your machine

20:40:16 I thought that if they stared hard enough they could turn my drink warm and fuse my nerves

20:41:42 the boy racer

Screen 0 output

Screen 0 output

20:38:00 I control the poem

21:21:07 I control the poem 10-27

21:22:02 Vote BNP! ONLY KIDDING

21:22:39 Mystics and numericists have interbred and now I calculate hexes and pray beneath the hexagon.

21:23:14 ma man

21:24:21Not because i cant but cos i wont

21:24:32Dwi ddim eisiau peint. ces ormod neithiwr. Gobeithio nad hwn yw'r 50fed

21:26:28 angels breathe incest into your mouths

21:28:56Your hands were leathery and warm like the hands of an ape

21:31:35 Ribena floodlight, on you all the time.

21:47:54 I want to trumpet my own alarum

21:48:30 What? What?! What.

21:48:56 my love reverberates in the eardrums of cats

21:49:09 Ti byth yn txto nol. Bitch

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:24:32 Dwi ddim eisiau peint. ces ormod neithiwr. Gobeithio nad hwn yw'r 50fed

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:51:02 I control the poem

21:52:45 FUCK is also a word

21:52:49 In these stones horizons

21:54:44 In these txt horizons txt.

21:55:16 Paid a bod yn wirion

21:55:24 Txt these txt horizons txt.

21:55:50 Txt txt txt horizons txt.

21:56:15 Txt txt txt txt txt.

21:56:30 Bring me that horizon

21:58:09 I'm in love with a slipper

21:59:08 so could a Siamese cyclops dream samurai dreams?

22:00:34 No, I control the poem and so the world

22:02:40 Control away. ..

22:04:16The last judgement teleprinter reports life's result. Stansfield scores. Liza will be pleased.

22:04:42 Sdim mwy o gredit gyda fi ar ol,a sut ma neud to bach ar y ffon yma?

22:05:25 Shock of the New 2010 - TXT2BayLit

22:06:25 this what you sound like?

22:07:02 this what you sound like?

22:07:53 All ur poems r control by us

22:15:24 love song to music

22:21:02 yo

22:22:15Yo

22:24:55I have become comfortably numb.

22:24:55I have become comfortably numb.

22:26:46 Nos da

22:26:46 Nos da X

22:26:46 Nos da

22:26:46 Nos da

21:48:30 What? What?! What.

21:48:30 What? What?! What.

21:52:51 When they radiate the continent I refuse to die of a rash.

The talent order.

Images below by Paul Avis.