this project is killing me.
item one: a ridiculous abstraction of the conception and birth of my littlest sister. to involve "hech en mexico" stickers on her foot, pornographic bouts of bumper cars, in utero laser shows, and the fileting of chicken breasts.
item two: a narrative vaugely reminiscent of "anything girl," but more deeply rooted in a short story i wrote in highschool about attending an all girl's catholic school. this one is to concern young mormon cross country boys and my running away from them.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
art school trauma part uhhhhhhn
a classroom. a young girl.
she has forgotten her art supplies. she approaches her teacher to tell him that she is ill prepared.
he is frustrated. he places his hands around her neck,
not intending to hurt,
it is a physical manifestation of his feeling,
not necessarily an inappropriate way to touch a child
assuming that child is your own.
she is silent.
she is much older than expected.
she wakes up, x years later.
there are handprints on her neck.
she has forgotten her art supplies. she approaches her teacher to tell him that she is ill prepared.
he is frustrated. he places his hands around her neck,
not intending to hurt,
it is a physical manifestation of his feeling,
not necessarily an inappropriate way to touch a child
assuming that child is your own.
she is silent.
she is much older than expected.
she wakes up, x years later.
there are handprints on her neck.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
do over
I filmed this past weekend, but I don't think I'm going to use any of the footage, and if I use any of my original idea it will be an a new, scripted and controlled form. I've received mixed feedback about it so far, and I've tried coming up with alternative events to the one I've chosen, but it consumes and defines me in this moment and my brain has shut off to a certain extent. I feel like anything else would be frivolous and dainty, and I have no interest in that. I want to bleed the beast.
A CONVERSATION
to take place
among a family at a dinner table
all members of which
to be played
by the same actress
who has taken on role playing to the extreme
and is just realizing that she does not
want to be in that position
at all.
other ideas, discarded: observing the processing of chickens at a local organic farm. they weren't too keen on the idea. they hung up on me. a neighbor has chickens, i could check into their life expectancies, but that again falls into demonstrating quite literally what i am feeling: like a chicken running around with its head cut off.
A CONVERSATION
to take place
among a family at a dinner table
all members of which
to be played
by the same actress
who has taken on role playing to the extreme
and is just realizing that she does not
want to be in that position
at all.
other ideas, discarded: observing the processing of chickens at a local organic farm. they weren't too keen on the idea. they hung up on me. a neighbor has chickens, i could check into their life expectancies, but that again falls into demonstrating quite literally what i am feeling: like a chicken running around with its head cut off.
Monday, November 19, 2007
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