my lastest videopoem is concerned with landscape narratives...I combime video footage and stills of the arizona dessert, whippoorwhill lake and shows of the lower east side of manhattan set over the music of exene cervenka, patti smith and my own original acoustic music to explore the imagery of landscape...this is as much about going in as going outside...
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Decay and swamp
in the aesthics of the picuresque philosophy decay was held up as a virtue....to them it revealed character....they were revelling against the georgian principle of ratationality......it's one reason I liked to taje picutres of swamps especially at dawn when the light reflects in angelic manner off the rotting logs...
Sunday, April 10, 2011
in the angelic morning..
in the angelic morning I stumbled upon a cathedral of light...promissary rider past the din of the agora's noise...america in the thoreau dream...an ongoing process of seeing...
Saturday, April 9, 2011
the view of the hudson...
the ride over to rockwood day was cold and damp....the winter is still snickering with its awful humor....there was a majesty in the park though as the cold kept virtually everyone away so there was a sense of beautiful solitude...
Thursday, April 7, 2011
time and seeing...
waked around the cemetary in the qua...it made me think of the cliche of how time passes on...but it was also about seeing...the cemetary is off the road and most people don't go up there...I like to investiage the local...to explore my seeing of what is right before me and what I take for granted...
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Different and Same..
Every year is different although many things stay the same...this image from last year shows you how far along we were into spring...ain't gonna be this year...nothing has even come close to blooming...the frost has lingered on winter...and time moves so fast...
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
stepping into time...
I like to step in and out of time...here's a shot of my friends who I caught at one moment...
children...
children change very fast...so does life...it was one reason I like to keep the camera going....it captures state of mind...learned that from reading ginsberg, kerouac, burroughs....
What were you saying?
What were you saying?...I was having a hallucination....wasn't sure what decade I was in....wasn't sure exactly who you were?...
Monday, April 4, 2011
the gorge..
the gorge...memories...words...sites....down here by the waterfall they haven't destroyed the magic...in the corner out of site I drank pbrs in the cold spring blustery day...on the tv they tell lies...on the next I am ignored it..on facebook mundane postings of goings on...ideas dead in america.....watched a great show on booktv on the subject...the decline of the booksotre in manhatta....bought on by conglomerates....an informal censorhsip...america, so full of itself...bomibing, destroying the world....oh well, I don't want to point a finger...I don't want to telll anyone who to be...I sucked the pbrs deown and I smoked my pakastani winstoins while I listen to Dead and took snahops of the dancing light...
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