In the interview that I mentioned in this post, Chris Petit talks about his film being like a horserace. 12 runners set off but only three make it to the finishing line. My themes and ideas are pawing and snorting and bouncing around in the starting gates and I expect them to be bunched and huddled for a while until the strongest ones emerge and clearly lead the field.
My practice has always been concerned with temporality and the traces – the (often minuscule) signs of life that change every day. London or other cities have been my landscapes and inspiration – stage sets, backdrops, palimpsests. Confined inside our property, it feels like there is a forcefield around the perimeter of what is legally ours. This is everything I have right now. My BoW will become from what is here and what I can conjure up.
Some of the horses in the race (AKA my search for a framing narrative):
- Fragmentation – expansion and collapse of time and space
- An archeological excavation of the present (with maps!)
- Vanishing and returning
- A meditation presented in rooms (of the past and the present) (or chapters or zones?)
- Time capsule (inspired by The Golden Record) and pocket book
- “A Named Storm” – the slow apocalypse
- Exile (from the past, from the outside world)