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NEWS
Spain’s most important cinematic event, the Donostia-San Sebastián International Film Festival, has invited The Marina Experiment to screen as part of their thematic retrospective of contemporary non-fiction cinema, where it will be in the company of films by Werner Herzog, Frederick Wiseman and Lars von Trier. This festival is considered to be among the four most important film festivals in the world alongside Cannes, Berlin and Venice.
The Marina Experiment will have it's USA television premiere on The Documentary Channel on Thursday, October 7th, 2010. Details to come.
The Memorial is a twelve-month curatorial gallery project by Melbourne based artists Elvis Richardson and Claire Lambe featuring a display-case collection of inherited objects from over 100 people. Text and images from The Marina Experiment have been reproduced in an accompanying zine that is for sale at the gallery - Death Be Kind - Upstairs @ The Alderman, 134 Lygon Street, East Brunswick, Melbourne, Australia. SEE ZINE HERE
The South American premiere will be at the 2º Festival Internacional de Cine de Cali - 29 de Octubre al 7 de Noviembre in Cali, COLUMBIA – the seat of the Cali Cartel, the richest most powerful crime syndicate in history, as well as a prime destination for people seeking cheap cosmetic surgery.
In November, she is scheduled to speak at Bryn Mawr, one of the Seven Sister colleges, a women's liberal arts college in Pennsylvania that was founded by Quakers. Her screening is for a course called "Identification in the Cinema" about the ways that the self is defined in and through images.
Upcoming screenings include a reprise at The Clermont-Ferrand International Short Film Festival where the The Marina Experiment screened in February 2010 and will be shown again in February 2011 as part of the 10th anniversary of the LAB competition in both Clermont-Ferrand and Valence, France.
In Spring 2011, The Marina Experiment will be shown as part of a highlighted programme organized annually by a movie theater called Cinéma Apollo in Châteauroux, France, using film archives to explore the concept of memory through the film medium.
ONGOING NARRATIVE
SOME OF THIS IS UNRELATED TO THE MARINA EXPERIMENT AND SOME OF IT IS DIRECTLY RELATED TO THE MARINA EXPERIMENT |
THE LARRY RIVERS ARCHIVE
Posted on July 9, 2010 - Filed Under The Marina Experiment
The NY Times published this article about the Larry Rivers archive, which was purchased by NYU for an undisclosed price. It includes films and videos of his two adolescent daughters, naked or topless, being interviewed by their father about their developing breasts. Although my father was not a famous artist, he documented himself watching me in inappropriate ways, just like Larry. Was this a trend in 1970’s Manhattan?
As a victim of my own father’s predatory desires, I hope this doesn’t get swept under the proverbial rug. I started reading all the comments posted regarding Larry’s archive and his abuse. As a father, he abused his daughters by using his authority over them to get them to participate in his project. His thoughts were of himself, not his daughters. Loving parents don’t take risks with their children’s welfare just to complete their own pet projects. Larry’s wife quoted him: “What Larry said was that it would belong to them, as a record that when they got older they could look back at.” My father taped himself saying “This is not for us to know, but for you to know 10 or 20 years from now,” and I used this in my film as evidence. Chilling. One person pointed out another atrocity that became public: the images from Abu Ghraib. I kept reading and couldn’t believe the similarities to my own experience. I have re-posted one of the obituaries i wrote for my father below.
Larry’s daughter Emma said “I don’t want it out there in the world. It just makes it worse.” She has every right to this archive and to do whatever she wants with it. It is a document of her lost childhood. Her archive of betrayal. Every time I revisit my father’s archive the pain is excruciating. I have been in therapy for many many years and nothing can compare to the healing I have achieved since I unleashed my father’s archive in public. The difference, as noted in my Cahiers du Cinema interview, is that I chose to re-use the toxic material to give birth to the artist within me. I made my own choice in showing my pain publicly. It was not dictated by an “art authority.”
OBITUARY LIMERICK
Posted on July 8, 2010 - Filed Under The Marina Experiment
I once had a father named Abe
who treated me like a hot babe
he lecherously stared
while he photographed me bare
so my home felt like Abu Ghraib
FEEL THE FEAR AND DO IT ANYWAY
Posted on May 4, 2010 - Filed Under The Marina Experiment
Best book title ever. I never even needed to crack the binding. That title is the best advice I ever got.
I have been thinking a lot about something, but have been afraid to write about it. In public anyway. Here it is. Read more
THE BLIND LEADING THE BLIND
Posted on April 25, 2010 - Filed Under Human Foibles
Since my attempt at steering people to my website through misleading search terms has been so successful (1700 unique visitors per day are logging on!) I have decided to post another blog entry with some of the most popular search terms incorporated into one paragraph.
There once was a right to life fanatic
Whose penis enlargement was pneumatic
free porn lower case
and a rash on his face
Made his Christian Louboutin’s seem pragmatic.
WHAT PEOPLE SEARCH FOR
Posted on February 15, 2010 - Filed Under Human Foibles
I often check the statistics for my website. I like to know how many people are logging in on a given month, and what countries they are in. But what intrigues me most is the search terms they use that bring them here. The most popular one is “smells like pussy.” (see Post: I Smell, You Stink).
Smells like pussy. Smells like pussy. Smells like pussy. There. That oughtta bring me alot of traffic.
Other popular search phrases are “boiling semen” (see Post: Funny Camping Story), and “toe cleavage” (see Post: Something Resembling a Shoe Please). I am delighted that people with creepy sexual fetishes are drawn here, to a site that hosts a film that deals with the pain of creepy sexual fetishes. I must work harder at being misleading.
REVELATION
Posted on February 10, 2010 - Filed Under The Marina Experiment
Today I considered that maybe my relationship with my archive
is akin to my relationship with men.
I choose to be intimate with things that hurt me over and over.
LATE PEOPLE SUCK
Posted on February 10, 2010 - Filed Under This Burns Me Up
They have no respect for your time. They are time wasters. I am an accomplisher. My time is very valuable to me. I spent years wasting my time doing drugs and having unpleasant indiscriminate sex. My anger flares when I am left waiting. Being late, holding someone up, is a power play. I will not let you control me with your bad habits.
NON SCENTS
Posted on February 10, 2010 - Filed Under This Burns Me Up
The only thing that can be done is to sew up my nose. Literally, that’s what the doctor’s have told me. I had polyps removed from my nose in 1996 that were preventing me from breathing properly and ever since then I can breathe, but now everything that has a scent travels instantly up my cleared nasal canals and physically burns. Depending on the chemical in the scent, I either get a blinding migraine or I lose my voice or my eyes and face blow up with hives. I call it allergy cause people understand that. But really my body is intolerant of carcinogens. Perfume, cigarette smoke, household cleaners, scented candles, pesticide, febreeze, laundry products, anything that has artificial fragrance. I even need to wash out the laundry machine before I use it, cause if the person before me used a fragranced detergent and I wash my sheets in the same machine my skin will break out in scabs and sores. I think it’s my body’s natural reaction to warn me against things that are dangerous. It even warns me about stuff with men – I can smell when they are lying – literally. Unfortunately I tend to ignore the warning.
LADY BUGGED
Posted on January 23, 2010 - Filed Under Human Foibles
I found a ladybug in my kitchen cabinet. I wasn’t sure if it was alive, so I gently nudged it with the tip of a paper towel and I swear she opened these enormous eyes and looked right at me. Finding a ladybug is supposed to be good luck, right?
I thought I should get her out of my cabinet and set her free. I coaxed her onto the paper towel and then gingerly placed her on my windowsill. She started to move towards the edge and I tried to maneuver her back with the paper towel but she just fell off the windowsill. It happened so fast.
I can’t stop thinking about her. I hope she was able to fly. Ladybugs have wings don’t they? It was windy out. I feel just awful. Like I led her to her death.
I miss her.
OBITUARY HAIKU
Posted on September 17, 2009 - Filed Under The Marina Experiment
he does not hear me in my eyes he sees himself I am traumatizedkeep looking »
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