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July 30, 2008
Drawing heads and more heads and then more heads I took a break yesterday for some studies of hands. I was also spending some time listening to Hiram Bullock who died the other day and this memorial surf lead me to spend some time with Jaco Pastorius and his adventures in sound and insanity. So I was sort of sad, but also in the thrall of some amazing sounds and sweating and scanning till the we hours.
July 28, 2008
Mostly I’m still drawing heads for that eventual animation. but here’s a strange creature I made over the weekend.
July 24, 2008
Another experiment with the glitched camera. This time I placed a layer of plastic wrap over my screen and shot old videos from Vimeo in full screen mode while drawing over them with sharpie markers on the protected screen. I then downloaded the archived films and re edited them. This is a fairly direct response to paintings I went into yesterday. The music here is a remix of Miles Davis and Bill Evans’ Blue In Green.
Reworking some of the cigar boxes I’ve been playing with since last summer.
July 20, 2008
I keep having this dream where I am supposed to speak polish and they are installing a huge print from one of the glitched frames from the last few experimental films. Why Polish?
July 15, 2008
I awoke in the middle of night. The dog was coughing; that phlegmatic cancer cough of hers and it made me open my eyes and I coughed too in the blur of a heavy breeze moving the trees blue the light through the window in such a wind shadow way that I saw it as a ghostly figure floating over the bed and I became terrified that it was death coming after us - that the we, or she were coughing towards the coffin. It took a while to fix my eyes.
July 14, 2008
The Royal Wylds played a garden gig in Red Hook over the weekend. I couldn’t resist the strung lights distortions and made a little photomotion video. What else can I do with low light and no working video camera? Still it sort of captures something about the rawness of the group that I like.
July 9, 2008
Willoughby sits on the bed and notices the askew sheets. He tries to make the bed while still sitting in it. This doesn’t work, so he lays back down.
July 8, 2008
Tales of the cock at the empty store. This was from the dawn of the holiday… went out with ladies to one of these places that has “Mixologists” instead of bartenders… Lot’s of odd cocktails that conspired to give me the worst hangover I’ve had in years. I didn’t even think I was drunk, but it sure killed the next day. I was taking note of things I over heard. Everyone on the street sounded straight out of Willoughby.
Is in this case, listening to Clark go on and on about Willoughby behind his window.
July 5, 2008
not working much on the holiday, bu thinking about working and fireworks and food and such.
Willoughby wakes up and watches the world out the window.
Willoughby wakes up and holds his head in his hands. He says, “I don’t want to die.”
still thinking about yesterday’s video.
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