Draft


Computer is my friend. Art making does not exist outside the computer, it does not exist at a Bogota hostel or anywhere in the public space. Thoughts and associations and ideas yes, they are everywhere, but everything I need to do is here. Slides.com is my friend too, and maybe even Facebook and Twitter, although not in any exact or defined way. Facebook and Twitter are for free expresssion and association, at least for me, and I would have used them that way had I not censored. Should I? Sure, look at the Taiwanese and at Krit. Perhaps Taiwanese more than Krit. Maybe even at Guerrero.

Because I shot this video before planning it it is not saying anything. It has not been planned or discussed. It simply shows the view outside my house, from my terrace in Taiwan that is empty and depopulated of any danger or adventure. An interesting thing to do in Taipei would be to ask people for weird things, to jolt them. Another would be to try to act western dramas with them which they most likely don’t understand and don’t relate with. Another thing would be to write scenarios for them to be adventurous with or about. (that would be an attack on traditional values. Something that I told Rady last night and Yang before that, and Bruce later were attacks on traditional values. Those verbal provocations trying to jolt people/portraits into action. In the most glamorous way, perjaps in slow motion. People’s movement is deceiving. They are really not moving. I want to keep them still and then jolt them into action. To provoke them. By seeing another provoked audiences would jolt into action themselves, feel moved. I don’t need to make a movie of people moving and walking around. I can make them act by proviking them like Fluxus did and like I always did.

But this is self-driven narrative. Try to reflect on Taipei and things in a series of planned shots (planned to a second).

I could work regarding opposition, but oppositions are perhaps rigid and action-stoppers. Opposition as follows: in Taiwan people are organized, architecture disorganized, while in the west it is the hard matter that’s organized.

(Maybe later this will fit with confessionals, but those are just adornments)

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