drool’s back after a 3 week (World Cup, etc.) layoff. Just bits of news
(if that’s what you want to call it) here today.
I suppose these (below) could have been Facebook posts, some of them
even tweets (those kind of annoying 3 or 4 or 5 part tweets). The social
media world has been atomized, we have more and more choices with
most “advances” leading to compression, to more bite-sized bits of info,
stuff we (you) can stuff into our (your) busy schedules. We (I) fall for it,
adapt to each new medium. Our brains (I suppose) adapting faster than
our souls and we become (somehow) stranger and less interesting.
SADCITY by SCOT SOTHERN
STRAYLIGHT is working on a new book . . . SadCity, by Scot Sothern.
Look for it this fall.
A series of photos with texts. Some of the writing directly relates to
the associated image, some doesn’t . . .
One night when I was fifteen this older guy I knew picked me up
at home and drove us to a gas station where we filled up two big
red cans of regular for about a dollar and a quarter. From there
we drove out to to an abandoned farm house on a rocky road. It
was two-story white with a big front porch. We checked all the
rooms for people or anything of value then we doused the walls
top to bottom. I stood on the front porch and threw two lit matches
into a gasoline pool in the center of the living room and then a third
before it caught. It went up in an incredible whoosh and singed
my eyebrows. I wish I had taken pictures.
Still working on my Instagram feed. Kind of settling in and finding
what seems, for me, suitable. Go have a look and follow if you want.
When do you end a project? I could keep shooting OFFICIAL OTTAWA
for a long time, but I have 13 sheets of film left and when that’s gone
I’m gonna call it done.
Arbitrary, but so what? So’s life.
Once it’s finally shot I’ll be editing and sequencing and looking to
commission some essays for the final product. I have always seen
OFFICIAL OTTAWA as a newspaper, so it’s final form will be as a
Hunger strike, Ottawa, 2013