2042 is the postcode of Newtown/Enmore, NSW, Australia where I have spent half of adult life for almost ten years. It is one of the best places in the world to live in and it will be one of the things I will be missing the most.
This video is a series of photographs I took in a Summer 2006 at Bank Hotel, next to Newtown Station. Folded window panes reflect commuters passing by an old post on King Street. Something is living in oblivion.
This is the last video I make for Kino Sydney, the last video in Australia. However, there are still some materials I shot in Sydney to make some videos and they probably will be produced when the time comes and I settle down a bit in Bangkok.
We spend almost half of our lifetime on bed and we are not really conscious of it. I have been photographing abandoned mattresses on the streets for quite sometime. The stains, burn, gash and mold that are left on those mattresses exhibit the subliminal imprints of our dreams and memories.
This work was produced as a project for Sound Construction class and video installation assessment in Video Art class for Master of Digital Media at College of Fine Arts, Sydney.
When I come out of State Theatre after a strange award-winning Thai film, Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives, at Sydney Film Festival, the winter light on George Street strikes my eyes and I have to response to it.
This video looks similar to one of my previous photography at Mardi Gras Harbour Party two years ago. Even though I have worked with this concept before, it is still an experiment for a number of reasons.
First of all, it is a native video, not a bunch of still images I did. The element of time adds a whole new dimension to the perception. Secondly, it is shot in horizontal orientation since it has to be on screen. Most of all, it is shot on a mobile phone which is the restriction I always embrace. However, there is the same sense of trance as I did the photography while shooting this video. I believe that sense also comes out when it is premiered at Kino Sydney.
COFA Annual 09 Opening was on and I felt shitty with the people I was trying to associate with. I just could not pretend that I fitted in. It was very disappointing that I chose to hang around with them instead of joining Media in the Pub. At least, I knew there would be more mature people there. So I cast myself out from the party and walked to Central Station to catch the train home.
Then there was this and I was fascinated by it. Yeah! A dead rat just made my night.