‘oh no everything is wet now’ by ana carrete & richard chiem // magic helicopter press, 2011(?)
seems like the screenshots of the word processor (Pages) makes us reflective about reading, ie questioning the nature of reading, questioning the interpretation of reading, questioning this endless well that we dump words into.
like everything is categorically off, that it all should be named (Helvetica, Regular 10), that our reflection on the meaning is partially based on the presentation, that this is somewhat of an ‘established’ alt-lit/modern font, hence playing possibly ‘universal’ feelings into a time/place/google image search.
then when words are dumped into youtube, or narrated into youtube, then we try to connect words to images, when every image ie action never really shows the emotions anyway. it’s all just a random search and the signified keeps slipping with every (post)modern signifier.
my lips commit suicide when we say goodbye
like sitting on a couch while talking about buying one hundred thousand cupcakes. the couch is shared, the cupcakes are shared, the emotions are shared no matter the image/place and
if we share them she is winning
seems like the escalators and ‘constant movement’ indicate a deeper concern with the passing of relationships, the exchange, the negotiation of time and place. if the relationship is not ‘moving’ then what is it doing?
like a craigslist missed connection.
this is called drunk dialing or texting. or yearning for a person adrift in the air from the streets for a person.
are they watching themselves on tv in that one video?
are we watching ourselves right?
there’s an “i’m” with the dirty squiggly red line underneath it. “i’m” not right either.
sometimes it is hard to read the pages shown in the video. sometimes the videos seem ‘purposely off’ other times it seems ‘sloppy’ like——every relationship.
the last scene is by a pool.
oh no. cover yourself. everything is wet now.