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Pictures are now routinely viewed on computer screens, not just on paper. This is where video is viewed. Since pictures and video are now viewed on the same media, what was (previously thought of as 'still') pictures are no longer tied to static paper or tied to being still.
What pictures are -- has changed.
Does a picture have to stay still all the time? Does video have to move? Where does sound fit? These are some of the questions I am trying to get to grips with through this work. I think of them as sketches. I use a great camera, but the most important thing is that it is small and doesn't look like a video camera and I can be ready to shoot in seconds, sketching everywhere I go.
All the video are in iPod format. They should play on your computer or on your iPod. A few videos towards the bottom are larger than the rest, this is because Apple made the iPod format bigger.
If the videos don't play, just double click them.
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Airport Family Photo
This is what got me thinking about moving and still images in terms of video. We have many types of printed records; thick books, magazines and so on. But we don't categorize final video pieces very much. This is a moving still, a moment in time, self contained and a very different memory than a still image with no audio would be. It's shaky, it's loud, it's a great memory of leaving Singapore last Christmas.
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Jazz Flames
Filmed at Shanghai 1940 in San Francisco. Close up on a flame in glass. Rough cut to rough drums. Started me on the temporal texture path.
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View from a plane window
No sound. This wasn't about the hum of the plane or the announcements. This was about atmosphere and ground.
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Road from Gelio
A stuttering sketch, a temporal abstraction in a way, of a stretch of arctic road. Looping, quiet audio. Driving from Geilo to Bergen with Emily.
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Driving in the rain in California
280, raindrops on window, background a blur. Looping and roughly cut, a moment drawn out. Different pieces of radio chat. Speed. Loneliness, purpose.
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Driving at night in California
101 and thereabouts. Similar in feel (to me at least) to the daytime rain drive. The car is gone, the lights, the rain and the radio is all that remains from those drives, slapped together with no narrative concern.
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Tottenham Court Road rainy doorway
I was standing there for quite a while, the camera to the side of my head, holding it at still as I could. I was ignored as a photographer/videographer. Nobody thought I was shooting them, I must surely be waiting for someone. Some even looked a bit over their shoulders. I tried walking into crowds for frontal moving portraits of people. Hasn't really worked yet.
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This is from my birthday 2006
It's a short clip, nothing elegant, it's like a shout from the past. And very nice indeed. It does not loop, this is a video transition from a still to a still. In a way.
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Buekorps
I used to be a part of this, youth marching and music. It's amazingly drums are so loud the buildings become a part of the music with their textured reverberations.
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Tube sleeper
Guy sleeping or resting on the train, shot from another carriage. Looping endlessly, he is forever there, just like as if it was a photograph.
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Covent Garden Dance
Emily and me, dancing and looking silly to live music in Covent Garden. A snapshot with life.
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Emily Elm Lodge Portrait
This is my favorite portrait still or moving. There is so much of her there. And the music is by Swindelli, unrealized. Great stuff. Sure, this is just me filming her and she cottons on to what I am up to, done millions of times. But for me it really works. This is Emily. And I Love her.
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Emily watching England play
A little gimmicky, maybe, but her reaction was all real watching England play Portugal during the 2006 world cup- she has ignores the camera now. As do most people, this is the secret of the LUMIX FX-01, it doesn't look like a video camera. OK, it isn't HD, but it looks damn nice and has great sound. It's the reason I think of the camera much like an artist of a hundred years or more ago might think of his sketchbook; quick images of life. This sketch was more fun than the others which attempt more to be like life.
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Lily smile
Lily at about a month. She smiles. Just quite simply smiles. No audio, no loop. Just a single smile.
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Lily & Fleur in the pool
Mother and daughter (3 months old). So beautiful. So very, very beautiful. Quiet audio, just for a bit of texture. Loop. And loop again.
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Patrick typing
My friend Patrick, who is a journalist (can't you tell?) typing away the great big Apple Boom-Box story in a Cupertino Starbucks. A portrait of a writer.
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My mother and Ann-Margrete
Ann-Margrete is putting on shades for still picture, the putting on of the shades is more interesting than the still at the end. One sequence, no loop, audio highly relevant.
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Train window
On the way to Geilo. It's a long piece, my favorite to date (June 2006). No audio, much internal looping, building patterns in time and expectations.
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A sense of place
Emily at Bayswater. Walking into frame, changing the sense of place.
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London fireworks 1
The weekend of 5th of November 2006 Putney. People walking against a light-painted background.
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London fireworks 2
The weekend of 5th of November 2006 Putney. Very short. A looping moment.
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Istanbul '06 Ships in the distance.
Ships in the distance. Slow moving. Stutter from placing the camera at the start kept as temporal texture. Yes, that's my pretentious way of saying I think it looks cool.
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Istanbul '06 Birds
Hive mind flocking behavior of small birds flying around the mosques of Istanbul. Quite the sight to behold.
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Rain on Window
Rain on the window, must be frozen. Blurred clouds in the background. Returning to London from Istanbul.
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Martina
First day in Enamuls new office/studio. Testing
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Paddington Train Arriving
Paddington with Emily. She had just returned from up north somewhere. To Euston, but we were waiting for the Malaysian restaurant to open, the Satay House or something, and wandered around Paddington. Saw the new development. It was ncie. Bought half a watermellon!
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Paddington Train Leaving
It was such a nice day, nothing to hurry to, everything to enjoy. I saw a postcard in Hamersmith today, it said: The point of life is life.
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