It’s a dark, dark fever dream; Satan is an amateur DJ and his record collection is your childhood.

Mouth Silence is the sound of your brain roasting (via thisistheverge)

i have to concede to this thing’s genius and scale

Reblogged from The Verge

(nostalgia) - Hollis Frampton, 1971

this is a great way to demonstrate the limitations and alternate dynamics of these sorts of film screen-grab series that i like so much on tumblr. Frampton’s work in (nostalgia), in a performative sense, is completely dependent on the delayed narrative soundtrack that alludes to the images which are to follow the ones on screen. so by removing that performative context and placing the images by themselves the images regain their own temporality. in many ways these tumblr posts recreate the memories one might have of a film, but in this case you can see more easliy how those synthesised memories (whether real or not) do not correspond directly with the filmic text but rather the more singular narrative logic of the images themselves. this picture of Frank Stella then gains a different value, becoming almost a visual pun, and refusing nostalgia outright through its own destruction  without the personal contextualization that Frampton provides

Reblogged from SLUG SOLOS


La Femme Qui Se Poudre (1972)

Tags: bokanowski


L’ange (Patrick Bokanowski, 1982)

Reblogged from I'm sorry.
Reblogged from ghosts & escapades

Ten Portraits of Jews of the Twentieth Century (Warhol, 1980)

Ashes and Diamonds (Wajda, 1958)

Ashes and Diamonds (Wajda, 1958)

The Man Who Left His Will on Film (Oshima, 1970)

The Man Who Left His Will on Film (Oshima, 1970)