{"id":879,"date":"2024-02-27T20:42:11","date_gmt":"2024-02-27T20:42:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/itp.nyu.edu\/adjacent_dev\/?p=879"},"modified":"2024-10-08T21:34:27","modified_gmt":"2024-10-08T21:34:27","slug":"the-candy-glazed-eyes-of-haunted-machines","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/itp.nyu.edu\/adjacent\/issue-9\/the-candy-glazed-eyes-of-haunted-machines\/","title":{"rendered":"The Candy-Glazed Eyes of Haunted Machines"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Written by Rosalie Yu&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>+<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;Artwork by Rosalie Yu<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/freight.cargo.site\/w\/1500\/q\/94\/i\/400c681da06d6b5a7c6669b1ceddab8110e561a935945e844d0a77339ee48d09\/header.jpeg\" alt=\"\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>In my practice I explore slow rituals of quantifying and archiving. I find something meditative about a lengthy and repetitive gathering process. Data is my working material.&nbsp; I sculpt and transform it into visualizations, resin sculptures, domestic installations, and printed material. These works are the focus of my data-gathering rituals, and often lead me toward mysteries, questions, and uncertainties, rather than the simple, bare facts we often assign to data.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/freight.cargo.site\/w\/500\/q\/75\/i\/e538307c846f366d6f0611cf603f7b90cce557eb8c748f7d0ede86f0d7fdf6ec\/monkey_AR_ride.jpg\" alt=\"Augmented sculptures inspired by Yu's memories of the rides maintained by her grandfather.\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Augmented sculptures inspired by Yu&#8217;s memories of the rides maintained by her grandfather.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/freight.cargo.site\/w\/900\/q\/75\/i\/6f161ade51a02b1a5176885c1fad5142c4e00aade04ff748e9801b6c7573113f\/GAN_AR_ride_store.jpg\" alt=\"Generated with GAN style transfer.\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Generated with GAN style transfer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My current project revolves around mechanical kiddie rides many of us remember from childhood. Raised as a fisherman, my grandfather left his seaside village for the city after his father\u2019s boat capsized. He turned to&nbsp; the labor intensive work of repairing kiddie rides. He spent the rest of his work life painting, repainting, and transporting these machines and collecting their coins. Over the years, the rides acquired layers of amateur and sometimes grotesque makeup. I have come to ask whether there is something more going on with these rides. For me, their cuteness has morphed into the absurd, maybe even the cursed. My current piece is a quest to unpack this feeling of an object being physically or spiritually \u201ccursed,\u201d and ask what a curse is and if it has any connection to the unsettling internet phenomenon \u201ccursed images.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/freight.cargo.site\/w\/450\/q\/94\/i\/4916cceb6445848d3fe95b2c7a766f0afb1e0ba90a06a4723b9a99529b25e25e\/The_Billboard_01_31_1953_3.png\" alt=\"Billboard ad from January 31, 1953\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Billboard ad from January 31, 1953<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For a year now I\u2019ve been collecting everything related to coin-operated rides. My search for these machines led me to old U.S. patents and catalogs. An article in&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/books.google.com\/books?id=KQsEAAAAMBAJ&amp;pg=PA65&amp;lpg=PA65&amp;dq=billboard+history+of+kiddie+rides&amp;source=bl&amp;ots=277HpmRDN9&amp;sig=h0E_5WBMm8XjyZzHeMwCRfC8K00&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;ei=EW6PVPHwOI3WoAT4q4LQDw&amp;ved=0CB4Q6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;q&amp;f=true\">Billboard Magazine<\/a>&nbsp;called&nbsp; Kiddie rides \u201c1953\u2019s fast-growing business\u2014a rare combination of wholesome fun and clever merchandising.\u201d In post-WWII America, the rides became popular fixtures of suburban shopping malls, where working class families would buy a treat for their kids, a short ride that only cost a dime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Decades later, these profit-making novelties landed on the shores of postcolonial Taiwan, during a period of rapid industrialization. Kiddie rides arrived in the form of colorful circus animals, cars, trains, airplanes, Mickey Mouse, and Doraemon characters. My grandfather stored them in our laundry room, and filled our balcony with grease and the harsh chemicals of paint. I have mental images of counting sunspots through his fishnet tank tops on the Wild Wolf motorcycle (HONDA CB125) with a broken pink elephant strapped behind me, on our way back to the apartment. I remember hanging laundry next to piles of faded machines waiting for a second life. I can still smell the plates of paint left on the floor that likely poisoned our three family dogs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/freight.cargo.site\/w\/500\/q\/94\/i\/b20ebe26b900ede55dd762a1b82a3d3e9f4d58052c8f96b8ec74f60390d17e37\/creepy_rides_single.gif\" alt=\"Yu's augmented sculptures\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Yu&#8217;s augmented sculptures<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It was my grandfather\u2019s maintenance ritual that kept the rides alive, and I\u2019ve come to believe his service also yielded to what I\u2019m calling their curse. He gave them faces, glossy skins, joints, and voices. Over time, their spirits entered through his nose and moved into his brain, finally taking control over his body. In the end, the rides outlived my grandfather<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After his passing, I began to think more about the complexities of my childhood and the dynamics between colonial powers. With decades of occupation, Taiwan\u2019s own culture and interests continue to be influenced and suppressed by geopolitical neighbors and transnational capitalist forces. I now see the characteristics of postcolonialism manifested in their candy colors and exaggerated smiles, preserved under layers of acrylic glaze. Like many cursed objects, they are both attractive and poisonous. Spending time back in Taiwan due to visa restrictions, I began to deepen my investigation into why the objects of my childhood felt off, and what it was about the interplay between invisible forces and attractive fantasies that resembled curses and evil spells.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/freight.cargo.site\/w\/600\/q\/94\/i\/42ae56971c4375f9261207ac2e5770f1c35bc5f02a976abd5aef4f1b56633158\/park_west.gif\" alt=\"Kiddie ride evolution in Brooklyn as seen on Google Street View.\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Kiddie ride evolution in Brooklyn as seen on Google Street View.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/freight.cargo.site\/w\/500\/q\/94\/i\/155d6e86b53547c248af4905f20e2ee044791c8997589ef52ff53c54dc61776b\/aarauctions_com.png\" alt=\"Online kiddie ride auctions at aarauctions.com.\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Online kiddie ride auctions at aarauctions.com.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now, years later, using Street View histories, I\u2019ve been drifting through streets of Taiwan trying to locate his rides. After many failed attempts, I teleported back to Brooklyn and spotted a ride in front of the local drugstore near my block. I\u2019ve watched one ride morph from dinosaur to helicopter to a pony over the years, and finally disappear after Covid arrived. I noticed some are labeled [eg: horse 127] for auctions online, and some have identical stickers belonging to a Brooklyn repair shop. I was haunted by how my home resembled pictures of this workshop on Google Maps, and how the owner\u2019s voice reminds me of my grandfather.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The process of collecting has led to more unsettled mystery. Intertwined with systems of global capitalism, consumption, migration, labor, and fantasy, my memories become fragmented. Linking my ritual of data-gathering with his ritual of maintenance is my effort to stay with the mystery of his labor, his cursed machines, the poisonous chemical, and the precarious status of Taiwan. For this project, the process has just begun; spending time and making peace with unanswerable questions are part of the ritual.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>About the Author<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Rosalie Yu<\/strong>&nbsp;(@rosalieyu) is a Taipei-born artist and researcher. Her practice uses data as a working material that she sculpts and transforms into visualizations, resin sculptures, domestic installations, and printed material. She often engages groups in workshops and social spaces, in which participants explore methods of quantifying and archiving.<br><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Written by Rosalie Yu&nbsp; + &nbsp;Artwork by Rosalie Yu In my practice I explore slow rituals of quantifying and archiving. I find something meditative about a lengthy and repetitive gathering process. 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