Wednesday, August 18, 2010

holographic city

Experiments. Three dimensional views. Escher (again) and/or/slash Pablo P. The silos by the shipyard, early in the morning. There are infinite ways of looking at something. A pause between what you see and what you understand. Constructing new realities. Thanks Baudrillard. Post-structural(ism) indeed. End of year. A full stop. Aych-ee-el-pee (exclamation).

Thursday, July 1, 2010

LOVE

Can you remember a time when this city was/A great place for architects and dilettantes/A nice place for midwives and crossing guards/And on, and on...Hold on children [Death From Above 1979]. Brother, you keep me smiling. X

Sunday, June 20, 2010

tot die einde kom

...Sanity is a place most never see -- many, many consecutive nights of waving flags and drinking gin or whiskey and then finally friday, although friday could have been wednesday or monday or sunday. Van Coke Kartel at Zula..waiting til the soccer finished then til midnight so we could (flash)dance. A semi-acoustic set, England supporters curtaining the stage with a huge Templar-cross banner. It was fun, but the air was heavy, voices hoarse, limbs weary - the world cup draining the spirit(s) from every night and day and day and night. And so, on til Saturday (or Monday? Or die laaste sondag, voor ons stof word?), and then another week and another after that ad infinitum. Te veel dae sonder slaap/ Soek vir 'n nuwwe perspektief. Indeed.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

flashtest

Tres tres young boy hedi type. Below: light test, biblical.Below: flash test(s).

july to july

Back when my hair was black. And it was July winter. Now again. So there are some old, some new. Friends, musicians, relatives etc. Random compilation. Snapshot album one.Brother making faces and one where he looked away. I left out the others. Quite disturbing really. Below: VanFokKingTasties 2009. Woodpanel colours.A few weeks ago in June on a hilltop. The wrong house: cars on bricks, a flashback to Jeffrey's Bay crazed dog woman. Sitting in the car, watching the mist. "Let me just test this flash in the car...", "Testing..testing..say something..Naar. Great. I think I deleted that. Oh no..wait.." Wondering if draincleaner could substitute as alcohol if the worst came to the worst. And in between a picture of one-time Jesus, in a long, plastic hallway (?). And/Or Matt Berry."If there is another photographer I'm not taking pictures." When did any of our statements hold true? Here's to another July and twelve months of snapshot-times in between.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

BOO! (need I say more?)

Oh-o-o-o Tarah-tah! CHRIST CHAMELEON. 
Aka Androgynous Jesus aka Champion aka Glittered Tranny. The last with utmost respect. Did not have flash (again), but perhaps a good thing as a young snapper was thrown off the altar. Ended up swept into the sea people, thrown to the front (yes!) and then punched in the face (no!)...it was accidental, of course, and because he is such a huge fan (see: AMPIE! WE LOVE YOU! WELL, I LOVE YOU!) his face (worshipfully gazing) gets to be in the BOO! post. See you at the next show, boytjie.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

we'll make them like new

film rolls. film strips. jimmy, robert, keith, nico, joe, lou. rolling stones. velvet underground and led zep. the clash, of ages.

decided to try something new after watching old led zep videos. what happened to dirrrty film? the bone collectorsmachinerithe revelators. make them like new.*
Page and Plant above. Geldenhuys and Randle above that. Below: blues brother and a rolling stone.
*I totally did (not) use film.

film roll 1

Sunday, May 2, 2010

rolling with the $o$

wat kyk jy? wat kyk jy? wat kyk jy? wat kyk jy?
go ninja go! go ninja go! go ninja go!
ho$ ja. ho$ ja. ho$ ja. ho$ ja. ho$ ja. 

Monday, March 8, 2010

gedigte vir gesigte

zinkplaat on the sportsfield. piekniek oppie sportbaan. molten heat melting the sky, running down behind the hills. hande klap. fairground summertime. disco queens in glitter silver singing tina turner covers on the coca cola stage.

Friday, February 26, 2010

yo yo gazelle

Sorry papa maar ek moet die plaas verlaat want ek mis die disko ligte te veel. Clap-clap to LV and R for planning to storm the stage. Dance dance disco boys. Pity about the tractor-like techie. Next time. Rainbow umbrellas to the sky.