New twists & a few turns

I've somehow fallen into a slump - perhaps the post holiday blues? Although this implies that the holidays produced an upward spike in my psycho-emotional map, whereas it tends to create the opposite. I haven't had the heart to post anything for a bit. Just wanted to sketch out a few things that have been happening lately.

In January I was brought on as the official graphic designer for the previously mentioned Journal of Short Film , an opportunity to support an exciting program right here out of Columbus.

Following a month and a half of cold weather, I'm just about finished with the whole thing. I'm reminded of summers in southern Arizona, the heat would increase the stress levels - and reduce each of us to a dehydrated shriveled mess, hiding in the house, in the car, in the department stores, groceries and bars. This cold perspective injection recreates the dynamic, replacing heat with freezing temperatures. We're running from house to car to work to survive this dreaded threatening frost bite.

From inside my small apartment, looking out upon a frozen suburban manicure, it all looks so plastic, slick roads and rounded edges. Again and again I'm surprised at just how cold it is upon opening my front door. Have I forgotten my hometown this quickly, five short years?

A playful experimental documentary called Dial H-i-s-t-o-r-y, directed by Johan Grimonprez (1998?) which I found at the public library (god bless) was an inspirational 70 minutes on Saturday evening. Grimonprez plays with international TV news footage of airline hijacking, hijackers, victims and corporate response, inter-spliced and countered through voiceovers narrating selections from Don Delillo's books White Noise and Mao II . Both books relay a narrative in which writers (artists) struggle to find a place in our new world in which terrorists have displaced writers and artists as the last remaining cultural revolutionaries.