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your_life_in_five_minutes
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crOwl
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if your life up 'til now was presented as a five minute montage.... what would the first image be? what would be a recurring image? what would the last image be? what descriptive words or statements would you give to the film being a member of the audience?
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raze
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the first and last image would be the same: a tight shot of one hand holding another. a recurring theme would be music in the process of being made. fingers pressing down on piano keys. flesh and nail grazing guitar strings. hickory hitting mylar. spit-slicked lips parting to prompt a melody from somewhere unseen. from my seat i would say, "this collage is incomplete." then i would strike a match and set the film aflame.
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ovenbird
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The first image is me at the age of four, focused, serene, drawing with crayons. A recurring image is noise and overwhelm. As I sit and draw I grow older, the image I am creating shifts and becomes more detailed and complex. I draw animals and plants and landscapes while, in the background, people come in and out of the frame: my childhood friends come and go, adolescent parties unfold around me—alcohol fueled and too bright. Classmates, teachers, family, pets, every person I have loved, every person who has hurt me, gets their small vignette before they fade to nothing. The last image is me holding a completed drawing: two solemn birds perched precariously on the same lichen encrusted twig. I bring the drawing outside and impale it on the sharp fangs of a Hawthorn tree, branches adorned with bright red berries. The disruption startles a family of sparrows and they take flight. A member of the audience says, “there was an intensity there, but I didn’t really connect with it. Should we get a drink?” They leave and have already forgotten what they saw.
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