I’m trying to make art about art, standing outside the spectacle while photographing bodies suspended in mid blur, freezing dancers who’ve already evaporated into the afternoon fog. But here’s the thing: it’s essentially one decent frame I caught of dancers locked into YBCA’s courtyard geometry and a goddamn bird that decided to photobomb the whole […]
Continue Reading →Deep Blindness: The Hull Tapes
Here’s what Hull’s doing in those recordings, and why it matters: He’s a religious education professor, right, teaches people how to teach people about God, and in 1983 his eyes just… quit. Detached retinas, failed surgeries, the whole deteriorating nightmare, and he’s got this Sony cassette recorder and he starts documenting what happens next, not […]
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