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Cinema

If cinema is a tomb, then let us die watching. The angel over my shoulder is hunched, dark, morphing. None of us ever leave behind the dark of the theater. We are here, always. Sanctuary, haven, enclave, respite, sitting tight … Continue reading

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Touch-screen

Am I projecting how cinema becomes us? Screens to mirror touch.

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The Looking Glass

It was how we decided to see ourselves, tailored to a fit of original distortion, which, over time, would be clarified to a point of unimaginable error and distraction.   (First ever TV image, 1926)

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