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Produced for Art's Birthday 2012 put on by CFRC 101.9FM at The Artel in Kingston, ON.

The result of experiments done in summer 2011 when I received my first very own video camera camcorder. Upon discovering that the camera unfortunately lacked the ability to record video, I began animating instead as it did not lack the ability to record and upload still images. And so my initial experiments were fueled by spite and the desire to prove that I could make a film despite the limitations -technical and economic- that faced me. I liked the result. In fact you can see my very first experiment with this "style" in the film at 0:43-1:12.
I owe many thanks to Neven Lochhead for making the film's music and lending his voice to the story. Also for encouraging these early experiments.







 Produced for Tone Deaf 11  (November 2012) in Kingston, ON

At the premiere, I told people that this piece was about going back to the family home you don't live in anymore, seeing all of your old stuff that you purposefully left behind. Confronting dust. I'm telling you this here because I don't really think it's apparent in the film itself, although it's certainly the sentiment that guided its production. All of the audio and video in the film were recorded at my parents' home and for resources I largely depended on what was there -abandoned guitars, unused perfume bottles, a dusty kalimba, etc.






Premiered at the Artel and broadcasted on CFRC January 2013

Shot from a Greyhound bus in Carleton Place. I wanted to do something significantly different visually from what I'd been doing, and this is what happened. Working in radio, I'd been thinking about how you can never tell who's listening or if anyone is listening. I realized I was putting hours of my life into producing fleeting pieces of audio that no one may ever care about or even hear. It's a problem in other media as well. Think about all the unseen work that goes into producing a work of art that may only be seen by only a few people, or may be lost, or never shared at all. I think there's still great worth in all of that invisible art. I think it's this invisible mass that's propping up and making possible the art we do see, the art that enriches us. So cheers to the unheard, unseen, and long forgotten!

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