Time Goes

My task is not a grind.

Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

The participant audience; the audience as an artist; the audience in control; the way we communicate and share information now in the internet age; amateur video/music covers; sampling; appropriation; re-creation; from internet to internet.

To listen, to look, it's also to participate. It helps us map our emotions. The choices we make, what we chose to listen to, to watch, are also our way of communicating and expressing our emotions.

The title is a "sample" of the first word of the original title: "Gone with the Wind". But it also relates to the way we experience time. There is no present. Only past and future. The present moment is either expected or it's always gone, gone, gone, gone, gone now, now is gone, gone, gone...

reference: Martin Arnold

Stop Swap RCA: Stop motion animation and painting on film

Underwater from Brave New Alps on Vimeo.

Drawing on film with Silas Money from Brave New Alps on Vimeo.

In and Out

In and Out from Joana Monteiro on Vimeo.

Summer little things.
Terrible wind sound...
Zambujeira do Mar, Portugal.

A few words one can hear:
fim=end
filme=film
filmar=to film
liga=turn it on
acção=action
pausa=pause
corta=cut
duplos=stuntmen
televisão=television
telespectadores=TV viewers

"depois no fim nós beijamos-nos na boca"
and then at the end we kiss on the mouth

Piracy taking over the law

In conclusion...

The night that turn into day

12:00 PM 02.02.09 Abney Park Cemetery London

Return

The Space Between Us

Between us there is air
Lots of air
Between the black of the asphalt
and the black of the moon
there's air

Now you tell me
how does it make you feel
to see me
turning myself into air
vanishing
Like the water from the kettle
Like everything else on a sunny day
All gone

Like some small rounded black pieces of paper
floating in the air
in a really, really windy day
in a high speed

Why can't they be colored?
because they are the moon
a thousand moons
when the lights are turned off
(the Sun, I mean)

Now
To return is not to faint
Using an airbrusher to mimic colored spots
is not the right way
But they will start changing color
in a very smooth way
as soon as I'll reach land

And you will see them
passing through your window
Just once

Cenários Tipográficos 7

Fragments

Nice big trouble room in house with door

Em alta perseguição à Lua

As nossas obsessões constroiem-nos.
O que nos rodeia não passa de um esforço.

De tudo o mais me limpo.
Termino aqui a minha perseguição ao Sol.
O meu nome é Ju.

"When seeking the object of its fulfillment the demands of desire exert a strange power over external phenomena, tending egoistically to admit only that which can serve its purpose."
ANDRÉ BRETON

Nem bem cenários nem bem tipográficos

Everything is starting to blur and I don't care

Gathering treasures from everyday's life
Making things sharper

Although sometimes to feel is to feel blurred
I understand it now as part of the process of I
Part of me, part of you, is floating in the air
On the top of the oceans
On the top of you
One day everything will fall into place
And there will be no reason not to be
No reason not to fall
No reason not to float
No reason not to sink inside me, inside you
5 days, 5 years, 5 nights, 5 balloons
What the fuck is time, anyway

Cenários Tipográficos 5

A senhora

Aquela que era considerada uma entidade religiosa absoluta, passou nos dias de hoje a ser a figura burocrata abstracta generalizada.

- "A senhora" disse-me que devia ir comprar o formulário b45 e entregar no guichet 5.
- Mas olha que "a senhora" do outro lado não me disse nada disso!
- ring ring: Oh minh"a senhora"! Diga lá então como é que é?

As senhoras.
Ambas poderosas e omnipresentes.

la la la! You don't see me fly into the red.

Open books of memory with no regrets
Trying to make it work
Any piece of me to work
Any other pieces to digest

Make it work
Make it work
Make it work

Go together to that point
Me and my ghosts
Where I can drop them
I'll throw you all from the top of my wishes
Make them scream
I'll make you all scream really loud

lalalala lalalalala