VOICE OVER (JONAS MEKAS)
Photograph the dust falling on . . .
Morbid days of New York.
Hot>burned grass.
Only celebrating what I see.
“They told me I should
always be searching.”
Just images for myself
and
a few others.
Barry Alpert / Silver Spring, MD US / 6-14-06 (8:03 PM)
I thought I was finished writing about the filmmaker/poet/critic/advocate
Jonas Mekas for a few years at least, but I found myself rereading what
I had written in the dark during a recent screening of his early film
diaries “Walden” and “Happy Birthday, John”. The lack of a formal
structure had led me to write “abandon as possibility for this week’s
snapshot” on the draft about a week after the initial language had been
penned, but when today’s revision process (purely by accident) yielded a
close approximation of Dominic Fox’s invention “half cocks”, I decided to
interpret that outcome as a signal to present the work in this context.
The museum’s projector had concurred numerically by breaking down after 3
hours of work, though I admit that 3 lines/hour constitutes more severe
editing of the filmmaker's verbal language than that evidenced in my 2
previously published texts via Jonas Mekas.
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