Infest – Ben Reynolds
Ben Reynolds
An LSD trip gone right via dense explorations of post-Fahey steel and low level drone.
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An LSD trip gone right via dense explorations of post-Fahey steel and low level drone.
How can we imagine bodies not as an end in themselves, but as a medium through which we can become one another’s means?
An improvised film about our worlds at the brink, on the edge, in front of a crisis. To stand on the side of life, by seeing the resistance to genocide in Palestine as a turning point to overcome.
Each of these films addresses place, landscape or location and the personal reaction to their magical or concrete properties. Watch out for Kren’s structural, throbbing investigation of a forest and Baillie’s intimate and humble essay on a blind guitarist and the relationship between songs of Mexican revolutionaries and the people and places they looked to inspire.
Open-ended, paradoxical and performed investigations into: misunderstanding, language games, form saturated with sense, and consecutive matters…
The films in the programme take the essential and fundamental building blocks of cinema (combining sound and image through time) screw about with them, interrogate them and cast them anew.
In true reality television style, this in-depth artist talk will tackle all the hardest-hitting questions and juiciest details about care, creative collaboration, and disability justice.
A stroboscopic and intense sensory overload of flashing abstract forms, cut to ribbons by modified projectors.
US percussionist, poet, sound artist and instrument maker performing on self-made instruments constructed from industrial materials such as stainless steel, titanium, PVC plastics and various kinds of pipe.
Poems are kisses, fists, and underground rivers. For all these reasons and many more, I am a poet.
Can our favourite Vegas-born poet of prophetic blackness and a South Central transmuter of social rage into beauty feel through each other?
Summer Solstice hang out IRL and URL on 21 June