A Far Thing Coming Closer @
Centraltrak
Dallas used to intimidate me when I
was younger, I am a more hardened animal now, and Dallas can’t scare me. I know
the rules; if you don’t muscle into the lane you need, you’re going to miss
your exit, don’t park in sketchy places unless you have made peace with the possibility
that someone may break your window to carve the AM/FM cassette out of your dash
(with what you can only assume was a butter knife), and when a spun man on
crutches offers you a dollar at a red light, for god’s sake, don’t take it.
While
the city of Dallas itself does not intimidate me, the people there do. It’s a
funny feeling to stand in a room full of strangers, it feels like falling. Pippins
and I had an assignment though: SCHMOOZE, talk to people and forge the
connections necessary for success. I liked all the films. It’s was kind of schizophrenic
to change gears so quick from one to the next, how much can a person really
retain viewing film in this situation? I was thinking a lot about how terrible
it would be if I was sitting up in those seats, getting the questions… I’m
never going to be able to handle that. We went outside to smoke, met some
ladies whose names I cannot remember. Pippins got mad that I told them we were
students. She thinks that if they know we are just undergrads, they won’t take
anything we say seriously. I think she was being influenced by our experience
the last time we came to Centraltrak, things were way less relaxed and we sat
at the bar for a good 2 hours, too scared to pee while we got talked at and I
got lectured about being too dependent on new technology.
We met an artist with a BA named
john, he lives in Dallas and goes to all the gallery shows he can. He works as
an office assistant, but by night he is a film maker. He is coming to the Black
Lodge I hope, I wrote the date and time down for him on a piece of paper which,
hilariously enough, had my process notes about making contact prints with film
on the back.
In summation, Pippins and I saw
some Cinema, then we saw a Q&A
session which led me to quite egocentrically question my own integrity, we observed
a peaceful and happy group dynamic amongst artists, and we met a cool guy named
John.
Interesting use of the word ‘enemy’ here…
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