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Selected PHOTOGRAPHY & FILM INSTALLATION

The Promise of Happiness: Stranded Images from the Age of Revolution

  

4-screen Moving Image installation.  16mm, Film, Analog Video, Digital Video.    Southern Exposure Gallery, San Francisco, CA. 2016

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The unearthing of the 30 year old film I made during the Sandinista revolution in Nicaragua becomes an occasion to think about a range of revolutionary struggles that shaped the second half of the 20th century, as well as to explore how these revolutions – especially the Soviet, Cuban, Vietnamese and Nicaraguan struggles -- shaped my own politics and aesthetics. As these revolutions pass out of the present and transform into “history,” the many visual records and accounts of these events begin to unravel and lose their context. But yet, the images remain. Now as free floating signifiers whose meanings are more often determined by the experience of the viewer than the maker. What is the fate of such film and photographic images as they move through time? As we begin to see the images as Images, we begin to understand how inextricably intertwined the history of modern revolutionary movements are with the history of film and photography, media whose origins, like Socialist Revolution are also inextricably linked with the utopian impulses of modernist social transformation. 

What happens to those joyful, sometimes triumphant, images when those revolutions are destroyed or disappoint? Do they, in turn, become images of failure? What is to become of such images as their meanings become unmoored by the shifting currents of history? Stranded objects is a term used by Eric L. Santner to describe “the labor of recollecting a cultural inheritance fragmented and poisoned by an unspeakable horror.” The question  for me is, how do such “stranded objects” become part of a historical narrative that helps transform the present? Or has this history and its artifacts become so much cultural baggage, exhausted, now merely nostalgic impediments to our critical rethinking of the past and original reimagining of the future? 

Within this installation, the medium is not only the message, it is history itself. Not just image documents of past struggles, this piece is also an archeology of Cinema, exploring the different ways filmed images have shaped our ideas of revolution—their color, texture, resolution. Their flickering light!

Here I return to my own 1986 film Nicaragua: Hear-Say/See-Here, filmed during the Contra War in Nicaragua in 16mm film, as well as to my more recent digital video The Promise of Happiness Pt #1 Vietnam, shot in Vietnam from 2001-2005. I place these visual accounts in the context of a range of film and video newsreels and other archival materials that documented the Vietnamese and Nicaraguan struggles and their victories. These images are further contextualized by an even earlier moment of film history—that of the Soviet Revolution, in images from the landmark film Earth (Zemlya), (1930) by the Ukrainian director Alexander Dovzhenko. All of these indelible images, placed in relation to one another, become revolutionary narrative exploded! We move among and between these images and geographies, gleaning, often by chance, relationships and contexts and emotions that are as fluid and ephemeral as History itself. 

Mother (after Bellini)

 Digital video, 32, individual ink jet Photographs on paper. 2014.  24'x 4'.   Worth-Ryder Gallery, Berkeley 2014

In 2014, I created a 24’x16’ photographic installation: Mother (after Bellini) consisting of 32 16”x16” individual portraits of Sybrina Fulton mother of Trayvon Martin, Lesley McSpadden mother of Michael Brown, Zubeidat Tsarnaeva mother of Dzhokhar Tsanaev and Tamerlan Tsarnaev, and Shirley Sotloff, the mother of journalist Steven Sotloff. The piece explores the image of the Mother in contemporary media. These portraits made from video frame grabs of interviews of four mothers of young men killed in highly publicized recent violent events, as they themselves, became media events. Their relationships and parenting were scrutinized as a way to explain the actions of their sons. The photo series ask us to explore the image of the Mother as at once archetypal and contemporary. The installation, raises the specter of the history of western representation, and its archetypal narratives of the Mother as the giver of life, the nurturer, the shaper of her children and their future on the one hand, and the Mother who devours, seduces, and poisons, on the other. The Mother is one who is at once innocent and duplicitous. The Mother’s joy and her suffering, her pain form a maternal archetype that is at once misogynist and adulatory; from the earliest paintings and sculptures of the Pieta and the Madonna with child, to today’s sensationalist 24 hour news cycle, such tropes of the mother are used to explain, exploit, sensationalize both the victims and perpetrators of acts of male violence. 

The Exquisite Corpse of the Unknown Veteran


The Exquisite Corpse of Tomas Young

Drawn by Jeffrey Skoller, A. Laurie Palmer and Asma Kazmi

San Francisco Art Commission, San Francisco, CA. 2016 - 2017


Tomas Young, Specialist (SPC/E-4) (November 30, 1979 – November 10, 2014) was an Army veteran of the Iraq War. At 22, four days after the 9/11 attacks, Young joined the Army thinking he would be sent to Afghanistan to bring Al-Qaida to justice. He was instead sent to Iraq, and within five days of deployment Young was shot in the spine and paralyzed from the chest down. Gravely wounded, Young returned to the US and became one of the first veterans to speak out publicly against the war and a leading voice in the American anti-war movement. Despite constant pain from his injuries he travelled extensively until his death, speaking out about the betrayal of US veterans and the American people by Bush administration, which lied about the reasons for the invasion of Iraq. Young was the embodiment of the way the direct experience of war can transform consciousness and personal politics. He went from entering the Army as young man uncritically believing the President’s rationale for the Iraq invasion to understanding how he and other young soldiers were manipulated, lied to, and used as fodder for the economic and political ambitions of the US corporate state. The letter he wrote shortly before his death, “My Last Words to George W. Bush and Dick Cheney," articulates this beautifully. I think it is one the great pieces of anti-war literature and should be read by all young people thinking of joining the military.—Jeffrey Skoller

A Message to George W. Bush and Dick Cheney From a Dying Veteran From: Tomas Young

  "I write this letter on behalf of husbands and wives who  have lost spouses, on behalf of children who have lost a parent, on  behalf of the fathers and mothers who have lost sons and daughters and  on behalf of those who care for the many thousands of my fellow veterans  who have brain injuries...I write this letter on behalf of the some 1  million Iraqi dead and on behalf of the countless Iraqi wounded. I write  this letter on behalf of us all--the human detritus your war has left  behind, those who will spend their lives in unending pain and grief. 


I write this letter, my last letter, to you, Mr. Bush and Mr.  Cheney. I write not because I think you grasp the terrible human and  moral consequences of your lies, manipulation and thirst for wealth and  power. I write this letter because...I want to make it clear that I, and  hundreds of thousands of my fellow veterans, along with millions of my  fellow citizens, along with hundreds of millions more in Iraq and the  Middle East, know fully who you are and what you have done. You may  evade justice but in our eyes you are each guilty of egregious war  crimes, of plunder and, finally, of murder, including the murder of  thousands of young Americans--my fellow veterans--whose future you  stole.


Your positions of authority, your millions of dollars of  personal wealth, your public relations consultants, your privilege and  your power cannot mask the hollowness of your character. You sent us to  fight and die in Iraq after you, Mr. Cheney, dodged the draft in  Vietnam, and you, Mr. Bush, went AWOL from your National Guard unit.  Your cowardice and selfishness were established decades ago...you sent  hundreds of thousands of young men and women to be sacrificed in a  senseless war with no more thought than it takes to put out the garbage.


I  joined the Army two days after the 9/11 attacks... I wanted to strike  back at those who had killed some 3,000 of my fellow citizens. I did not  join the Army to go to Iraq, a country that had no part in the  September 2001 attacks and did not pose a threat to its neighbors, much  less to the United States. I did not join the Army to "liberate" Iraqis  or to shut down mythical weapons-of-mass-destruction facilities or to  implant what you cynically called "democracy" in Baghdad and the Middle  East...I especially did not join the Army to carry out pre-emptive war.  Pre-emptive war is illegal under international law. And as a soldier in  Iraq I was, I now know, abetting your idiocy and your crimes. The Iraq  War is the largest strategic blunder in U.S. history...I would not be  writing this letter if I had been wounded fighting in Afghanistan  against those forces that carried out the attacks of 9/11...We were  used. We were betrayed. And we have been abandoned. You, Mr. Bush, make  much pretense of being a Christian. But isn't lying a sin? Isn't murder a  sin? Aren't theft and selfish ambition sins?...


My day of  reckoning is upon me. Yours will come. I hope you will be put on trial.  But mostly I hope, for your sakes, that you find the moral courage to  face what you have done to me and to many, many others who deserved to  live. I hope that before your time on earth ends, as mine is now ending,  you will find the strength of character to stand before the American  public and the world, and in particular the Iraqi people, and beg for  forgiveness."



Recently Rediscovered! SERGEI EISENSTEIN'S CAPITAL: Now Streaming!

Imagine yourself uncovering a cache of materials and documents that record a past whose future never arrived? Imaginary Archive is just such a repository: printed materials, objects, and narratives that imagine an alternative history, which nevertheless sheds a surprisingly strong light on concrete realities. New York based artist Gregory Sholette invited participants from Galway, New Zealand, Europe and the United States to produce this “what if” collection of archival materials addressing topics from forgotten Irish inventors and fantastic nation-branding campaigns, to uncharted offshore islands and mysterious pirate radio broadcasts.  Touring Exhibition: Philadelphia (2015),  Kyiv (2014), Graz (2013), Galway (2011), Wellington (2010)


Recently found in the vaults of Paramount pictures!!

SERGEI EISENSTEIN'S lost film CAPITAL: Now Streaming!


In 1930, the great revolutionary filmmaker Sergei Eisenstein came to Hollywood at the invitation of Paramount Pictures studio producer Jesse L. Lasky, to make a film of his own choosing. Eisenstein accepted a short-term contract for $100,000.

In Paramount’s official history, this agreement soon unraveled, as each one of Eisenstein’s film proposals was turned down by the studio. The excuse was intimidation by the Hollywood Technical Director's Institute, who mounted a public anticommunist campaign against Eisenstein, and was subsequently forced to return to the Soviet Union in late 1930. With new information recently released from the Soviet film archives, we now know that between June and October of 1930, Eisenstein was secretly making CAPITAL.


The result is this long hidden two and half hour adaptation of Karl Marx’s epic work financed by Charles (the little tramp) Chaplin and the American socialist author, Upton Sinclair. Photographed by the great Soviet cameraman Mikal Kaufman (Man with a Movie Camera, Apropos de Nice), Eisenstein shot the film on the Paramount studio lots by night and in the deserts and cities of Mexico by day! His famous film Que Viva Mexico was made from the outtakes of CAPITAL, and was used to cover the fact that Eisenstein was making his own manifesto for Communist Revolution. In CAPITAL, Eisenstein uses Marx’s Das Kapital as the “libretto” and his own revolutionary techniques of intellectual montage to teach Marx’s greatest lessons about the nature of Capitalism and its transformation to Communism. For Eisenstein this greatest achievement of social thought would finally be told by the most powerful art form known to man: The Cinema!!

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