Questioning, Requesting

Performance video about a holiday romance at St Ives, Cornwall.

Circuit bent gain controller run into a CRT TV

Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.

Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.

Slowed, stowed, achingly retold.

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

Something I know or something I was told? When something scalding translates something to behold.

A film about friendship and the occasional loneliness.

Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.

Part of a collection of restored early works by Nam June Paik, the haunting Beatles Electronique reveals Paik's engagement with manipulation of pop icons and electronic images. Snippets of footage from the feature film A Hard Day's Night and the "Rain" promotional film are countered with Paik's early electronic processing.

Arguably Larry Gottheim’s most exuberant experiment in the single-shot, single-roll format (and his first with a soundtrack), HARMONICA trains the camera on a friend improvising a tune in the backseat of a moving car. Held out the window, the harmonica becomes a musical conduit for the wind, while Gottheim's film transforms before our eyes into a playful meditation on wrangling the natural elements into art. - Max Goldberg

Roda Viva Roda Brasil

A poetic, semi-autobiographical short film of the sun setting over a village, shot from behind the curtains of a small, dimly lit room.

It's time the times met each other over & over.

Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.

Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).

Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.

Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.

"Frozen Jumper" begins in hit-and-run style with a pulsating textural noise. Flickering, nearly rectangular patterns join on the image plane, at first in black-and-white, bringing to mind the sprocket holes in celluloid film and, not least due to the lack of geometric precision, giving the impression of a pre-digital origin. As the soundtrack rattles on in a minimalistic way, the pattern’s twitchy dance is submerged in various warm hues such as yellow, pink, light green and light blue, which in a different rhythm and to a more agreeable music could be perceived as the signature of slightly retro psychedelia.

The final 17 years of American singer and musician Karen Carpenter, performed almost entirely by modified Barbie dolls.