FILM & VIDEO WORK
Untitled (Dyketactics Revisited), 2005
film/video
TRT: 8:00
Bodies move freely through an ambiguous urban “utopia” … or do they? Shot on 16mm film and digital video, allow yourself to be led through the space where bodies exist independent of social codes. Dreamy landscapes, androgynous figures, skin, and concrete, masquerade through a fantasia of fluid forms referencing history while looking into the future.
Inspired by Barbara Hammer’s film Dyketactics made in 1974.
*Dyketactics stills (above and on the index page) by Christa Holka
***********************************************************************Letter: Seven Years Later and Into the Future, 2005
film/video
TRT: 8:00
Romance. Anxiety. Cats. Asphyxiation. Meditation. Time Travel. Into the past. Back to the present. Out of the future. Simultaneously.
Strangulation, decapitation, bleeding it to death, throwing it out of the window from a great height, drowning it in the lake, baking it in the oven, or the most popular way of all suffocation.
A re- interpretation of the filmmaker’s first video titled Letter, produced in 1998. Letter: Seven Years Later and Into the Future dissects the original video it is based on as an uncovered historical document of the filmmaker’s past.
***********************************************************************SAGITANUS, 2005
video*
collaboration with Dylan Mira
TRT: 3:00
The Root Chakra is the grounding force that allows us to connect to the earth’s energies and empower our beings. Focusing one's attention on the color of a cherry popsicle or a juicy red apple can help bring our energetic body "down to earth" and in alignment with our physical body when we find ourselves energetically fleeting or in other words....."spacing off."
*Sagitanus was originally part of a multi- media installation, but it can also be viewed as a single channel video.
***********************************************************************HEART, 2003
video
TRT:7:49
Hands coming at me, straining out of some kinda’ dark nowhere of a place. Reaching for my towel, looking for my hard dick. As I forcefully jerk him back, mop- like strands of wet hair whip me in the face leaving slight stinging welts. The back of his head cradled in the space between my neck and shoulder. Frightened deer- eyes gazing at the ceiling.
