I am a native Texan who lived for a time in Los Angeles, California. The murals in that city are wonderful and mysterious. Any sort of building may show a mural. For a newcomer, it can often surprise you. Hotels, theaters, retail shops, churches, government buildings—regular hosts for folk art pieces or visionary scenes. When viewed with some sensitivity, city murals reflect back to the viewer older layers of the brain—layers that navigated the quotidian world while anticipating the shining world just the other side. If one is hospitable to this way of thinking, one finds dreamy passages opening up amidst enormous urban sprawl.
My time in L.A. corresponded with "Pacific Standard Time: Art in L.A. 1945-1980," an event that included more than sixty institutions across Southern California. The show celebrated a rich and varied field of creators and performers. Navigating it, one learned about the very different circumstances of the artists. Ed Ruscha, Mike Kelley, Betye Saar, Paul McCarthy, Robert Irwin, and Vija Celmins all worked in obscurity, somewhere in L.A., before gaining a proper viewing.
The story that fascinated me most is that of ASCO, a chicano art group that started with mail art between its members, then staged extraordinary human murals and parades in East Los Angeles. It was the ASCO exhibit, especially, that inspired me to create something from images and materials the city provided.
My time in L.A. corresponded with "Pacific Standard Time: Art in L.A. 1945-1980," an event that included more than sixty institutions across Southern California. The show celebrated a rich and varied field of creators and performers. Navigating it, one learned about the very different circumstances of the artists. Ed Ruscha, Mike Kelley, Betye Saar, Paul McCarthy, Robert Irwin, and Vija Celmins all worked in obscurity, somewhere in L.A., before gaining a proper viewing.
The story that fascinated me most is that of ASCO, a chicano art group that started with mail art between its members, then staged extraordinary human murals and parades in East Los Angeles. It was the ASCO exhibit, especially, that inspired me to create something from images and materials the city provided.
I said to my friend Mr. Cale I wanted to make a short movie that channeled the D.I.Y. spirit I had witnessed at Pacific Standard Time. The goal was to create something that was at once primitive and ambitious. I'm grateful to Mr. Cale for coming on board. What we accomplished is a unique short movie called "When the World Was Green." Here is a sort of tag line we use to describe it:
"When the World Was Green" features trees, troubled souls, and murals of the
city in tense and comical reflections about creation myths and selfhood.
city in tense and comical reflections about creation myths and selfhood.
In summer 2012 I returned to Texas, where I will continue my errand to create short experimental movies with mythic emphasis. I hope you will enjoy these posts about the process, and please visit the web site at www.tropicpictures.com.
