
You dug up a key and entered my house.

Viewing one of these performances would be so fascinating, it would take alot for it to leave your system. Perhaps i enjoy it due to Implied Violences 'manifesto': "Implied Violence makes plays that are not plays. We make theatre that may or may not be theatre. We generate pieces that are not rooted in an internal logic or a rigid structure that audiences may or may not understand. However, our work does not beg to be understood. We don't care to be understood, to understand is to lie."
Its disappointing that i cant get my hands on a full version of the performances,i would love to view them all as intended. The bystanders in this clip are so interesting to watch, so emotionless, even in the most violent part of the scene. I desperately want to witness one of these acts, and will try to do so when i travel.
Photos and Performances by C. Ryder Cooley and Implied Violence, respectively. Performed in old houses in Colonel's Row on Governor's Island as part of the New Island Festival. Thanks to Sucka Pants and Tom Seelie.
The sun is always there i can depend on it,
Can't see the sun at night but i know its there
The sun keeps me warm and keeps me alive.
Why cant the sun stop the man from killing my daughter?
Why cant the sun end my brothers hunger?
But im thankful for all the sun has given me.
Words by Morgan Wright. Photography by Bryan



Martina and Clive Krantz by Andrew White on Vimeo. Off of Princeton's new album "Cocoon of Love"





Photos taken by moi! These happy snappys have been poladroided.



You could say I'm having a love affair with Nekorine's Love Affair with Holga. So honoured to have been a part of it, looking forward to seeing more Catherine.