hi(, me) - song and video

The video concept began after I witnessed the advancement in technology surrounding robot humans -- robots who are programmed to emulate the human experience. I wanted to know what it would be like as a human emulating the robot experience.

I took this concept and lip-syched, attempting to remove all human elements of my creature. Instead, isolating my face muscles and dead-ening my eyes. I made it through the song twice before this happened:

I was freaking out inside my body during that moment. I WAS DROOLING. A visual metaphor for the purpose of the song dribbled off my tongue.

I received a message on instagram from Peter Borrud. He had found my hidden video "Fractal." He wanted to know if I would be interested in collaborating.

We met for breakfast. I shared this clip. He was open to it. He then proceeded to create an entire space for a night in a warehouse where we filmed the official video, asking many favors of his crew of colleagues, producing and co-directing the whole shebang. He brought along some of the best people who could have been there.

I had invited Desiree Koras, Chloe McLennan, and Bianca Poletti to photograph behind the scenes.

pow-fest-2018

Official Selection

03.09.2018 POW Film Festival "Abstract Perceptions"

 

Behind the scenes: Desiree Koras

Photograph of Phil (he died two days later): meredith

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lyrics

every day is further away, I've been stuck in my stomach

there's a blank wall that's calling my name but the thrills keep coming.

there's a bed that vibrates baseline, muses reading brainwaves

in my head I'm rising, floating, empty, settle on my sideways

 

how am I supposed to bury the energy when you're with me?

how am I supposed to carry the two of me when you're missing?

how am I supposed to run away from it when I'm thinking,

always thinking: how am I supposed to benefit from it?

I've been missing, I've been missing, I've been missing

 

there's a knock inside of my brain, says my mouth keeps humming

my mind swells to an invisible space, I better keep becoming

I gotta create, not imitate, sensing every word and every thought made

while we verbal-visual educate, pushing past the physical degenerate

 

how am I supposed to bury the energy when you're with me?

how am I supposed to carry the two of me when you're missing?

how am I supposed to run away from it when I'm thinking, always thinking how am I supposed to benefit from it?

I've been missing, I've been missing, I've been missing