Found a bunch of drawings about an improv film project I wanted to do at IT IN space in 2003. It was to be about an old SoHo modern artist wasting away from cancer and the people who come visit him. It was to be in a plain white loft filled with sleek modern furniture. He would be eating crisp looking pharmeceuticls on crisp looking chairs and slowly coming all un done. I thought the contrast of human frailty and man made engineered beauty would resonate. I still do. I’d like it to star Max VonSydow as the old modernist. Let it be sort of like an old Bergman film, only sort of funny.