Obdurate Memorial http://www.alansondheim.org/mem9.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem1.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem2.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem3.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem4.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem5.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem6.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem7.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/mem8.jpg Our cat Ossi Oswalda died, as many of you know about three months ago; the central portrait in the images is her, in better days, when we were living in Brooklyn. Her glance is uncanny, a punctum which haunts me; when I work online, I feel an obdurate relation to the image, unwilling to cover it fully, as if she were present. This haunting is a weight, a memorial of sorts; I'm not yet willing to part with it. Somehow the image keeps her alive for me, a guardian and friend. The dialog between us comes through the pixels. I recognize the fetishistic aspect of my behavior here; I'm bound by it. Here are some images from my work; the windfarm is from a memorial film for my father. At times I live among the trees of death; my own mortality is a selfish obsession that always threatens me. _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list NetBehaviour@netbehaviour.org http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
