at rest.

tonight i am thinking of theresa duncan & james blake.

"A need to tell and hear stories is essential to the species Homo sapiens--second in necessity apparently after nourishment and before love and shelter. Millions survive without love or home, almost none in silence; the opposite of silence leads quickly to narrative, and the sound of story is the dominant sound of our lives, from the small accounts of our day's events to the vast incommunicable constructs of psychopaths." reynolds price.

exit wounds

Excerpts from new graphic novel by rutu modan, centered around modern day israel. its harrowing, seeing images like this based on such actual, relevant occurences & concerns. reminds me a bit of persepolis.

from a while ago...

this is the kind of stuff that gets me so fired up.

video art + opera + movies + paintings + the internet + theater = a new context. a new vision. a new interpretation. highly innovative, brazenly original works of performance art. storytelling that assaults the senses and breaks the heart.

it doesn't always come together... anthony minghella doing madama butterfly at the met was an experiment that worked, in some ways, and failed in others... but this is the new direction. this is the work i aspire to. how can the idea of "pure" art exist in a world where the lines between public and private, online and offline, individual and popular are so blurred? nothing is exclusive - everything is fair game. and its so fucking beautiful i lose sleep over it.