... it was to go to The Festival of Ideas! So many wonderful, inspiring works of art. My personal favorite experience was the massive projection onto the church on Mulberry St. The photos below only offer a modicum of a glimpse into this presentation, which I think lasted about 4-5 minutes. Nonetheless I have to provide you with some type of reference to this mesmerizing display where different themes and guises were projected onto the church's facade. Utilizing the church's exterior and its architectural elements, the front was transformed from some type of celestial body to an apocolyptic, disintegrating disaster to a robotlike machine to a zodiac clock to what I think was a giant stained glass window! All the while, a ginormous fire, text and other things were projected onto the wall directly across from it.
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- I'm an LA transplant now living in Manhattan. I used to take too many camera phone photos despite never having purchased an additional memory card. That was the main form of photo evidence for my "haciendo" and "viendo" until Kristen, an LA based friend I share the having of a knife tattoo behind my ear with, gave me her old Fujifilm camera, which has since DIED. Kristen is now removing her knife tattoo from behind her ear, while mine is still in tact, for better or for worse. The camera died on my first day in Lisbon. The last image it captured was a collection of traditional blue & white ceramic wares displayed in a storefront window. Whatever I was trying to photograph afterwards wasn't worth it. I write and produce film projects, have a dangerous predilection for vintage Robinson Golluber scarves and this blog serves as a window to everything else I do when I'm not satisfying those first two passions. I'm trying to blog more and tweet less @annabelleqv. What about you?
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