I really don't know which was more interesting in the latest class, The Available Light, or the girl sitting in front of me having hyptic jerks through-out the class.(when you fall asleep but then jerk waking up) The style of presentation of two projectors was really a new way of watching a film, but apart from Brent Coughenour, it was more of a experiment than a real image/film.
Start with available light; exposed film? If any two year old was aware that accidentally opening his daddy's film and unraveling it would make a film then all our children are masters of a ever changing art. I really don't have too much to say about this piece, to me it seemed like it would be a great start on something cool to make, but not a finish product. At one point it looked like birds were in the frame, like those flying V's we draw on pictures as kids. A concept of exposing film would be interesting to play with, but presenting this piece by itself was pointless.
Don't get me wrong, I don't have to have a meaning for every film I see. Take Brent's Film for example. The booms and the old projector feel of the film was a devastating scene. The whurr of the projectors fit well with the sound on screen, following some really wicked pictures of the kid on the bike, the forests, roller coaster, this was the only piece that I enjoyed watching. While watching the film I wrote down that it was a visual assault; fitting, I think. The kid on the bike gave me this eerie Damion feeling that echoed while seeing the top of tree and shining light, a god-inspiring image, staring at the sky in that sense could be either good-a new path or such-or like being at a funeral. The film had a different visual tie, something of a horror to nice scenery to action flick, definitely weird and my one of my favorites of the class so far.
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