Poetic Justice
Hollis Frampton
A cinema of the mind, a film to take place in the viewers’ imagination(s).
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A cinema of the mind, a film to take place in the viewers’ imagination(s).
Harrowing but musical confrontations with the very real, physical and aural trauma of a woman screaming.
Ever wondered about the roadside festoons which are the innards of discarded cassette tapes? All will be revealed in this methodical and insightful documentary by UK luminary John Smith and sound artist cohort Graeme Miller.
Akio Suzuki and John Butcher performing by the Stones of Stenness, instead of the Ring of Brodgar, because of bad weather.
This performance brings together film, text and speech and temporarily constructs a filmic space to think through questions of resistance, and the choice and consequence of action vs. inaction: what does it mean to choose to not take part?
A testimony to poverty from Chris’s own experiences, and an invitation to engage with an all too typical situation and context through a kind of imaginary listening.
A delicate and detailed walk through the urban and rural landscape around Dundee; a poetic focus on the details found. A performance for 16mm projection and live amplified objects (maybe pine cones, maybe a coke bottle).
A chat, with examples (Zola, H. P. Lovecraft, Hammer Horror), about blackness and the sheer stupid thickness of what has no profundity whatsoever.
A collaborative duo performance, Anoyonodekigoto sets up a sort of negotiation between a musician, a dancer, the audience and the space we’re all sharing.
An audio/ video, lecture/ performance exploring the queer and companionly inter-activity of human-animal relations.
A dance party love letter to our community, expressing the joy of relation in the abstract and through actual physical proximity.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.