Part 1
So on my first day of school I wake up, begrudgingly, on time and reach over to grab my glasses and they’re gone.
What the hell?
But then remember that I watched an episode of Peep Show on my computer, lying down on my bed right before I went to sleep.
Well damn-it, they gotta be around here somewhere!
I start searching my floor. Unfortunately my floor, which is wood and covered with a dark brown rug, is the same color as my specs and I have to shuffle my socks so I don’t step on them. Nothing. I get down on my stomach and try to look horizontally at the ground and see them peeking up. Nothing. I tear my bed apart.
Are they folded in the sheets? Stuck in a pillowcase?
Nothing. So now I’m kinda feeling defeated, still really tired, and the brilliant idea came into my head…
What if I reenact the scene, maybe then I’ll get a better idea of where to look deeper.
So I doze pretty quickly, almost sure that they’ll just show up in my hand whenever I decide to wake.
(2 hours later)
Nothing. Things start to get very frustrating for me. I’ve now missed my first class at my new school but I can deal with that, whatever. It’s more that I’m literally quite attached to my glasses, they have been a part of my life – my face – since I was in the 4th grade so naturally I am put in a weird position. I feel totally helpless, lazy, and a huge eye-strain headache coming on.
WTF?!? Why today?
So I decide to take the bus to work, I can’t drive. I adjust the computer monitor to the lowest resolution it’ll go and still scooch my nose up to the screen. But then I start to realize something….
Without eyesight, I have total freedom. Well at least a sort of freedom…from stares, uncomfortable directness, details.
I know I have to take advantage of the day, this feeling, and I start to enjoy being eyeless in Portland. When evening comes I play a show with Davis and Adrian at Valentines. Quietly content with not trying to make contact with much more than the sounds my heightened ears are awakening my conscious mind to, I listen to Privacy perform one of the most beautiful shows I’ve ever heard her play. Our show is a mixture of me fumbling a bit on an old Casio keyboard and closing my eyes and feeling my way around the electronic drumpads. There’s a unseen energy that comes out when you forget about looking. We were feeling it.
Even if I find those damn frames I think I’m gonna ride this day out sans sight
We go back to NoPo and Davis and I look around my room for a few minutes. I’m checking the bathroom again, just in case, and Davis calls out “Hey, I found them.” I hear his voice as I walk down the hall. “These it?”, he says as he picks up my glasses from a milk crate next to my desk.
Yep, that’s them. But I’m just starting to let go….I think I’m gonna finish this day on my own.
Part 2
There was a pretty rad event last night on the 4th floor of the Oak Street Building, 16mm film loops by experimental short filmmaker Devon Damonte and music from Michael and Curtis Knapp, Adam Forkner, and Adrian Orange. Co-presented by Marriage Records and our neighbor 40 Frames, it turned out to be, well, a lot like Damonte described it:
“Multiple projectors manipulate handmade cameraless 16mm motion graphics. Imagery is textures and text forms rubbed from beach glass fragments onto variegated grids of engineering plotting papers. Magical contact plastics, photocopies and lots of adhesive tape are also involved.”
Read more about one of the films that was shown, “Radioactive Spider”, in an interview from 2002.
Here is a short video montage of the event: