Mom wants you to live. I want you to survive.
Theatre plays about tension - push and pull, breaking things - maybe mother and son-dad relationship, so regrets, disappointment, frustration. The Mother's rant
Sorta a play: In introduction to fallacies (logical reasoning torn apart by 2 characters using all the fallacies arguing, gaslighting each other: can be a series as well, focusing on one fallacy at a time, on very contemporary incendiary issues of controversial conflict etc
Does emotion drive logic? Or does logic drive emotion? 2 characters acting out the wise man and the fool (very proverbial), maybe in dance and/or verbiage, utilising space.
What would we create if we weren't fighting within our heads and our hearts as well
I wonder how many beautiful things aren't created out of the negative and the oppressive state
Against the messy world;
Mulut jangan diam
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Dance of a hungry ghost.
They're Small Napoleons
The control freak losing control as pieces of themselves gets lost. Dying of fear and frustration and full loss at the useless youth
Leading minds going beyond the final frontier of space into the inward world. Pioneering into digital life to code and build infrastructures for the future. Essentially a prequel to the matrix, how humans are building the technology to achieve minimal harm to the physical world. Of course, rebels come and wreck the tech, and humans continue to finish up the plunder of real life resources.
Cameraman
Must know how to make conversation
people usually have a face they prepare for the camera. A good photographer is Powerful enough to break through the Barrier of the lens, to create an atmosphere for the capture of most genuine emotions that could possibly shine through
Suddenly meeting old primary school friends in a pub, one that didn't close down due to recent events. Not noticing each other that much, hurried hi and hellos, with the odd personal judgements we make of each other. Something makes it hard to leave the pub. (The rain gets heavier and heavier.) More depth and delving into lost time between themselves, realising Clashing views,
A messy bulge of a blind pimple cyst. And each tease of a finger brings it closer to a pop, and it does. An initial hard knob of crust, followed by a stream of pus and grime gushing out. And the blood. The blood doesn't stop running at the end.
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Classical Large sized Galleries are mostly redundant with Collections of art that are mostly accessible in styling online. Collectors are also dwindling in space, and relevancy to artpieces. Pitching microscopic miniature art, stampsized paintings, sculptures, bought with a powerful magnifying lens. Complete with a digital projectible version that is semi generative with an entire world within that painting
人山人海bodies as the mountain but sculptures on paintings.
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