Today, if all goes well, will be the final video shoot for my “Casual Cruelties” series.
Thursday, November 10, 2016
It is surely the most confrontational and outré, as Adrian noted. Although a look at the feed of a man’s Instagram (or Facebook, or whatever) might convince me otherwise. There’s a lot of crassness out there.
I stayed at the studio for a few hours, last night, to get things together, and I’m glad I did. There were a lot of logistical concerns to make sure I got the correct shots. I spent the first part of the day doing some frustrating tedious editing (of which I have much more to do) and then went uptown to film at 3 pm. It was a perfect trade between my friend and me: I took the exhausting trip to Red Hook’s Ikea, and he put an object in my nether region.
I was prepared for our 3 pm meeting, but because of train delays and an obligation that my friend impracticably forgot that he had to fulfill, we couldn’t begin until 4 pm. At the least, that gave me time to prepare, which involved a long tubular lollipop, lubrication, condoms, wet napkins, toilets, water and precarious standing positions.
I had to think about how the segment would be filmed, especially given that it would be difficult to get the lollipop “in” to where it needed to go. We solved that by having the lollipop already “in” and being pulled out, and then I can (hopefully) reverse the footage to make it appear as if the object were being used as an active tool of penetration.
The shoot seemed to go well. I’ll have to see it on full screen, which I haven’t yet, because as soon as they shoot was done, I attended a meeting of my classmates regarding how to deal with the Presidential election results.
Without going too far into it, I’m not at all surprised at the results and more than annoyed that so many people were shocked. I swear that media outlets like the New York Times ran up to the election with false predictions, just so that they could claim “upset,” and “stunning” and “shocking” as they did. I was particularly skeptical of the word, “upset,” as no one could truly predict what was going to happen in the election. What was “upset” in that case?
A group of my classmates volleyed back and forth about the proper artistic response to the situation. I noted that if the outcome had turned the other way, they wouldn’t have done anything, which is a point. I did want to participate, but couldn’t stay too long, as I had to be downtown to have dinner and attend a play — a rarity for me.
I left the meeting and still wonder what decisions were made. Perhaps we’ll get a group email about the outcome, shortly. The play was called, “Homos: Or Everyone in America,” a title that had nothing to do with the “rise and fall of a relationship” subject of the play. The piece was well-written, if not particularly moving. Still, I appreciate the economy of means with which they utilized the space of a theater which was more seats than space, for a play in which there were no props, save a loud bang near the end.
We enjoyed the play, and then had a drink at the Blue Ribbon Bakery on Downing street (soon to move) and it was time for the end of the day.