stains from raindrops and tears; which is which I do not know.
Teaser for new video art piece created at the Robert Wilson Watermill Center for performance art in collaboration with Steven Vega and Eseohe Arhebamen.
the showing will be SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 21ST - 6:30PM at The Watermill Center.
“Love is the blackest of plagues” -The Seventh Seal, dir. Ingmar Bergman
…oh how I wish I could make a feature that takes place in this kind of world.
“…keep looking for things in places where there is nothing.” -Jonas Mekas
a more meditative extension of my previous post with an assimilation of where insecurity meets intimacy.
I had a friend tell me last week, “you scare me… I’ve never seen you with someone…”
…here is my response.
a meditation on my attempt to abandon my fears in 2008.
::”waking up” by Piano Magic::
A few weeks ago was the annual New Yorker festival and Miranda July was speaking and I waited 7 hours to make sure I had a seat in the front row to breathe the same air as she… and I did! I also made her a dvd with this video on it -I’m basically dedicating my life to her. :: music by my roommate, Josh Anderson ::
I’m leaving back to New York tomorrow after a summer at home where I’m not comfotable in my skin and it’s just easier to lie… and I’ve been watching a lot of Kenneth Anger.
it’s funny how a little rain can pour down so many memories, (in this case, a friend’s memory). ::”summer water” by Colleen:: Click here to watch
