• Documentary
    • interesting characters from travel, providing some kind of worldly life insight / advice:
    • Rootz
    • Estelle
    • Pat and Jocelyn
    • Devin
    • Rob
    • Neil
    • Juan
    • Atzin
    • Ben
    • Hayden
    • Enykia
    • Kweeva (wrong sp?)
  • get a skull sculpture from Michaels or somewhere: cover it in different layers of something that can harden. like plastic or paint. not sure. melt it in something like an oven. record the melting in fast-motion, different-coloured layers peeling back to reveal rainbows
  • psychonauts: the entities on the other side of the veil, accessed thru psychs, meditation, etc., are real. they are the architects of what we think of as 'reality'. you pop over and they are kind of shocked/embarrassed, caught red-handed, but also excited. they show you all the secrets of the universe and play with you. when you go to this reality factory you feel like you're more home than you've ever been in life. you can see all the complex machinery they use. it's all made out of geometry and love and potentiality. the people who know about this are exploiting it to their advantage, augmenting the power imbalance. the beings are omnipotent but also neutral - no allegiance to anyone in particular. can be used for equal good and bad. wars are fought in psychic space. would be a cool story, a world where a lot of people transfer over for wisdom and use it in reality.
    • maybe they could transfer over via death. induce a five minute death, bring back to life and harvest wisdom from the psychonaut.
    • can also be accessed in temples via rituals. looking into a crystal ball will show you the future and let you understand what's happening and what to do.
    • also think of Musk's Neuralink. could get behind the veil with that too.
  • stirred coffee, steadily sustained spinning
  • opening
    • credits with ambient sound (diagetic: running water, wind in trees)
    • video appears with music on top of diagetic sound
    • quick cuts, snapshots
  • fisheye lens sequence
    • extreme fish eyes
    • panning shots all in same direction
    • office floor
    • train
    • bar
    • vacant lot
    • beach
    • field
    • heavy traffic
  • mail order bride
    • dude orders a bride online. pays for her flight over. he goes to the airport and a girl shows up but it's not her. the wrong one. he calls the agency and they say there was a mixup -- tell him to give this girl money for the flight home and his account will be credited. his actual bride will arrive tomorrow.
    • bride never arrives, dude gets scammed like $10,000. and also has his heart broken.
  • Get an aquarium. Fill it with water. Make kind of a baby mobile contraption which floats on top, has strings, and attached to the strings are rock-looking things. asteroids and planets and etc.
    • fill syringes with different colours of dye/ink.
    • shoot the colours through the water, mixing interesting colours, smashing into the rocks
    • track one of the rocks as it blasts through the different colours
  • a mystical man is in a prolonged death. people come to visit him at his tree and he gives them some nonsense. people imbue everything he says with the deepest meanings, but it's just nonsense. his words all relate to nature and have the same feeling as zen koans. people ascribe shallow meanings to what could be very deep philosophical ideas about nature. they get it wrong, but they love it and think they get it.
    • he freezes over the winter.
    • in the summer, flowers bloom from his eyes and mouth. nobody visits now. birds are in his trees, flowers all over. they say the same thing that the man used to say but with no filter. it's the raw message: NATURE. and nobody cares. (the finger and the moon)
  • panic, death, seasons timelapse: a sudden death while panicking. can hear the heartbeat going crazy, ringing in the ears. seizure of all senses. heartbeat strobing, vision blacking(whiting) out. the white strobe is dissolved into a very fast timelapse of seasons changing, fast enough that it looks like the earth is breathing in sync with the panicking breath. as the body dies, the breath and heartbeat slow along with the nature. the heartbeat stops but the breathing continues in the form of seasons passing.
  • develop something for WFG or videopool funding/residencies
  • we could have the whole concept of cause+effect backwards. we could be living in a universe that is constantly pulling us into the future to some ultimate point. the cause comes from the future and serves only to fulfill itself. every action we make serves only to further time into the future, so the 'cause' comes last.
  • birth is a lifting of a veil, a dream ending. death is the same. what if this life is only the pre-birth dream and death is the emergence from the womb? [i can visualize this and it's shaken me up] - maybe those two experiences are the same exact thing. maybe nature waits for the mind to be having that experience, takes that opportunity to make the process of reincarnation as seamless as possible. maybe reincarnate into yourself again.
  • the mushy melt. wet brown leaves, puddles, dripp, streams n creeks, grass, smells. spring
    • eraserhead-esque. bleak and dirty and industrial. winter
  • stylized, colourful, exploitation-style. panos cosmatos, mario bava, strange color of your body's tears // let the corpses tan. Possession, Eraserhead. Brechtian breaking 4th wall, 'break somnambulist daze of cinema', Funny Games remote control. use nature and water as Tarkovsky or OG Last House on the Left. Mike Leigh: Naked
  • Start recording more abstracted/impressionistic footage w/ iPhone and assembling it. You can piece something together over a long period of time w/ different cameras.
  • You can use miniatures to interesting effect, like the rainy jungle piece. Esp. with immersive sound, water, moving pieces, effective lighting, and visual juxtaposition.
  • Rain: soft dusk glow under a hut roof, pouring rain. impressionistic. rain sounds, also train sounds. rhythmic. morphs and blends into machine sounds of the same rhythm. one thunder. magical rain explodes into drops of color when it hits the ground. allegory for the cycle of birth, life, and enlightenment upon death.
  • Acting under the genuine influence of drugs:
    • 3-FPM: proselytizer, dictator, pastor. someone unstable, manic, who has a lot to say about everything. Shaking and wide-eyed. Eyes of a violent power trip.
    • DXM or other disso: half-crazy, drunk prophet. a mystical madman.
    • LSD or mushrooms: naked in the woods. covering self in leaves and mud, climbing trees. inspecting insects, eating flowers.
    • Erowid trip report. Ketamine and MDMA combo. Datura nightmares. Create representations of every sensation, vision, insight, hallucination.
  • Ejaculation juxtaposed with (shotgun in mouth, pull trigger, cut to schools of fish flying quickly upward as if being shot from a machine gun, naked person being shot with drops of paint until covered fully)
  • Oxygen deprivation makes the entire planet retarded and crazy. Small number of people retain enough intelligence to see what's happening and try to fight back, but mostly everyone is violent and intellectually useless.
  • Man on probation for attendance at work, does everything he can to make it to work on time. Gets in two minutes early, dies of a heart attack at his desk.
  • Brightblack Morning Light: soundtrack for a hyper-sensual sex scene. Deep pulsating colours, bodies writhing and vibrating, purple and black and blue and red. Wet and sweaty, glowing slow-mo neon. Ecstatic and transcendent, eyes rolling back. Multiple bodies, cuddle puddle, grooving like a mass of worms feeding on a corpse. All lines lose definition in the rising vibrations of group ecstasy. Sharp lines wobble around the edges of masses before disappearing altogether, all masses mixing into themselves. (maybe the mass takes on one mind. like The Blob but made up of pure orgiastic insanity, rolls around and sucks up others, overpowering their defenses with orgasm)
  • Man in bed w/ laptop. phone in hand. cables everywhere, wrapped around his arm. he raises his hand to look at his phone. after a few seconds he notices the wires impeding his movement and frees himself. next night, more wires, longer struggle to get free. eventually is buried in wires like a mummy, surrounded by devices glowing in his bed, updates and notifications going off everywhere. his digital life dies a little while later. (this would be short and fast)
  • Faces moving dopishly/drugged, and then freeze-frame with mouth gaping while corporate neon logos flood over and out of their eyes, flashing down the face like slot machines
  • cigarette smoker with a hole in his throat using the robotic voice, sitting in a chair, holding a microphone up to his throat and singing a song while a woman pats his head and his back
  • A needle comes out of a TV and drills itself into the skull of the viewer
  • Rig that holds the camera down at about shin-level, looks up to the face, spins on its axis. Provide a drunken spins kind of effect.
  • In an endless, flat, glassy lake. Nothing but water all around. Floating along a strong current. Other people float by on their own personal currents. Some of them look angry and crazy. I try to avoid getting too close to them, afraid that they will suck me into their stream. Eventually I am alone in my stream. It takes me to the edge of the world, like an infinite waterfall. I fall off the edge. There is a mixture of fear and flying.
  • Find other-worldly settings around the world, look to Tarkovsky's Stalker for example:
    • Swamp lands of the American south
    • Romania
    • Open-air cremation.
  • Crowd of burqas
  • Nightmare 2: Small Tshipu-like child walking with me in a void. He's all white, freakishly, like a black albino. He's slowly losing all sensory perception. First his sight goes. He gets scared and calls out to me. We walk hand-in-hand. Then his sense of touch goes. He can't feel me any more, he starts to panic. I keep reassuring him that I'm still here. Then his hearing goes, and he can no longer hear my reassurances. He's locked away inside himself, screaming and crying out for me. He thinks he's lost. I'm still here but he can't hear or feel me. I'm stuck walking with him as he panics and screams and cries, blind and trapped in his mind.
  • Nightmare (noted in iPhone early in the morning of July 13th) -- dilapidated apartment building in the cold winter. Gloomy. Find myself trapped in its courtyard, iron fences covered in barbed wire. Retreating deeper into its space, entering a sewer-like tunnel. Dripping, dim dank yellow light, prostitutes crawling like rats all over the walls and ground. Addicts falling apart and fucking and moaning everywhere. I ask one fat old prostitute how to get out, and everyone stops what they're doing to look at me. They all begin to laugh. I walk down the tunnel toward a source of light. It's not the way I came in but it's the only way I can see to go. The further I walk, the more light fills the space. The more I can see around me, the more I feel sick. I don't remember much else beyond a rising intensity of nausea and fear, corresponding w/ the things I was seeing all around me.
  • Assorted nature images:
    • Do a rainbow sequence. Drench one scene in red, next in orange, next in yellow, etc. Faster and faster until all blends.
    • Fluffs falling through the forest
    • Semi-conscious, dirty, naked on the ground (in grey and black colors)
    • Red-drenched water
    • running through tall grass naked
    • falling into water
    • treading water, view from the back. Naked, view of body fades below torso (as per China cover) -- Grainy/noisy, high contrast
may 27 2018 ∞
apr 22 2019 +
user picture Zuzanna: interesting may 28 2018
user picture andrea: the birth/death concept is nauseating, but somehow seems plausible feb 4 2019