A concert at the Golden Circle with Don Cherry and his quintet was filmed and then processed to an art movie using various optical effects.
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Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.
Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.
This fantastical movie inspired by the music of Michael Jackson features imaginative interpretations of hit tracks from the iconic 1987 album “Bad”.
Cremaster 5 is a five-act opera (sung in Hungarian) set in late-ninteenth century Budapest. The last film in the series, Cremaster 5 represents the moment when the testicles are finally released and sexual differentiation is fully attained. The lamenting tone of the opera suggests that Barney invisions this as a moment of tragedy and loss. The primary character is the Queen of Chain (played by Ursula Andress). Barney, himself, plays three characters who appear in the mind of the Queen: her Diva, Magician, and Giant. The Magician is a stand-in for Harry Houdini, who was born in Budapest in 1874 and appears as a recurring character in the Cremaster cycle.
Adopting mainly hand contact printing with photographic enlarger, «Metaphysics of sound» started from September of 2006 and completed in July of 2007. With a 35mm soundtrack image, I made a hand-drawn soundtrack on the 16mm film strip. The sounds were made either by directly contact printing the 35mm sound tracks or collaging the scratch images. According to pattern of sound on the 20% blank of 16mm film strip (normally used as space for optical recording), I edited whole image and made structure of film. Hence the margin is a where image is sound, and vice versa. Later, I studied the sound patterns which varied according to the kinds of images used or the concentration of the image, and made various attempts at rearranging the structure of the sound with the image.
The final 17 years of American singer and musician Karen Carpenter, performed almost entirely by modified Barbie dolls.
Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.
Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.
It's time the times met each other over & over.
Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.
Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.
Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).
Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.
This cacophony runs over me, over everything I see, everything I want to see: it's me.
A short film recounting the travels of a lonely astronaut confronted by the unknown. Unfolding as a mystery, it becomes a carefully subtle, autobiographical examination of the feeling of loneliness and the existential issue of not understanding life on earth and ones place among it.
An animated film made from approximately 1700 laser printed photo(collage)s, manipulated by hand.
Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in sight.
Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.