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i cant even look at these graduation pictures because graduation was hands down the weirdest time of...

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 10:19:21 -0400

i cant even look at these graduation pictures because graduation was hands down the weirdest time of my life.

standing in a silent pitch black theater holding my shoes

ANIMAL COLLLLLLECTIVE plz

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 14:16:04 -0400

ANIMAL COLLLLLLECTIVE plz

THE FINAL RUN By Mark Fingerhut © 2010 Inspired by The Trial by Franz Kafka. TODD: A middle aged...

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 10:55:12 -0400

THE FINAL RUN

By Mark Fingerhut

Inspired by The Trial by Franz Kafka.

TODD: A middle aged man who is a blank slate.

DIRECTOR: A wiry older man. Think “The Riddler”.

STAGE MANAGER: A younger man. Large. Think Buddha.

THE FINAL RUN

A spotlight is turned on with a heavy thunk and we see TODD standing in the center stage. The rest of the stage is a pool of black. He is wearing plain clothes with little to no color. His face is lined with worry marks and there are bags under his eyes. His mouth is contorted into the widest, fakest smile the world has ever seen. TODD is breathing heavily and is trying to find words to say. Beat.

DIRECTOR (angrily from offstage)

Scene! Goddammit Todd! I warned you what would happen if you messed this up again!

TODD

Todd breaks his smile and is now worried and frustrated. He slumps down more and walks with a slight limp. He begins to yell into the air

I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO GODDAMMIT! (Beat) No one’s told me! Give me one more chance!

DIRECTOR (offstage)

Worklights! Ten minute break everybody then we run this for the final time!

(The stage is lit with white Fluorescent lights and any mystery the darkness held is dissolved as the stage is revealed to be empty except for a ladder in the back and a few scene boxes tucked away in the corners. There are page from books littered all across the floor. The DIRECTOR walks onstage. He is a man also with worry lines and bags under his eyes. The only difference is that he is wearing a nice suit, a classy beret and a clown nose.)

One more chance? Do you really think you deserve that? Do you know how long we have been rehearsing this performance together?

TODD

Not really…

DIRECTOR

For centuries Todd. Centuries.

TODD

People don’t live that lo-

DIRECTOR

Centuries!

TODD

Ok, well I’m so sorry but I still don’t know what you want from me. You never told me!

DIRECTOR

Yes I did tell you.

TODD

Oh really? When?

DIRECTOR

Just now!

(pause)

TODD

What?

DIRECTOR

A minute ago.

TODD

What the hell do you mean?

DIRECTOR (smiling)

An hour ago!

TODD

This is bullshit!

DIRECTOR (giggling)

A day ago!

TODD

Stop!

DIRECTOR (laughing wildly)

Last week!

TODD

Shut the hell up! You do this every goddamn time! (The DIRECTOR is nonplussed from this explosion and continues to laugh.) You throw me onstage and expect me to perform something! But I was never given any direction! This is impossible! I don’t know the rules and I don’t know a single one of my lines! (losing hope and energy. Collapses onto the ground and sits.) I don’t even know why I’m here. I just don’t understand. I don’t understand…

(The director has finished laughing now and stands over TODD. He pulls out a thick black book.)

DIRECTOR

Here. Look in the script.

TODD

Jesus Christ. Not this again.

DIRECTOR

Don’t say that. Here. This is the real script. I had Grace look it over!

TODD

Who the hell is Grace?

(Pause. The DIRECTOR chuckles and pushes the book towards TODD’s face)

TODD

You do this every time. I’m not falling for it.

DIRECTOR

No, I’m serious. This is the real deal. These are your lines! Don’t you wanna know your lines?

TODD

That’s not the real script! You do this pathetic joke every single chance you get!

DIRECTOR

No no no no! This is different! This is the final dress rehearsal! The final run! The last straw! The eleventh hour! The glorious time when we can view our finished product before we release it out into the public! This is the real thing Todd! Take it or leave it! (He holds it out to TODD and begins to count down.) 10…9…8…7…

TODD

I’m not falling for this bullshit again. I’m not doing it.

DIRECTOR (Beginning to giggle)

6…5…

TODD

I’m not doing it. I’m not. Not this time.

DIRECTOR (Shoves the book in front of his face)

4…3…

TODD

I’m not doing it I said! Get away from me!

(TODD rips the book out from the DIRECTOR’S hands and throws it aside. Almost instantly the DIRECTOR pulls out a new identical book.)

DIRECTOR (laughing wildly now)

…2…1…

(TODD suddenly leaps up and tears the book from the DIRECTOR in a fit of rage. The DIRECTOR runs offstage and can be heard laughing in the wings. TODD flips through the pages in a blind fury and sees that they are completely blank. He throws the script against the back wall. It explodes into sheets of paper and makes a mess. TODD begins to pace back and forth and eventually collapses with his head in his hands. The STAGE MANAGER enters and begins to sweep up the paper but somehow the stage remains just as messy. He is a bigger man and is wearing all black with a wrench around his belt. However, his face is free of any signs of worry or age. He is a lot gentler then the sadistic DIRECTOR. He looks at the defeated TODD and sighs. He goes offstage and returns with two chairs. He brings them downstage and sits in one and offers the other to TODD. TODD looks up, sees the STAGE MANAGER and smiles. He takes the chair and sits.)

MANAGER

(The MANAGER talks calmly and almost monotone. Doesn’t let emotion get in the way of his job) The old script joke again?

TODD

Bullshit gets me every time.

MANAGER (sighs)

Well it’s the last run. You can do it. I’ll help you out any way I can.

TODD

I just need to know what to do. I need to know my lines.

MANAGER (laughs)

Hmmm. I haven’t read the script in the longest time. I wish I could tell you what to say. I’m pretty sure your first line is “ Eoog haller lell showt.” Or something like that.

(long pause)

TODD

No. I don’t think that’s it.

MANAGER

You aren’t really in a position to argue with me now are you…

TODD (taken aback)

No, I guess I’m not.

MANAGER

Then listen to me. This is your last run. One last chance to show the director that you can do this. You know whats at stake.

TODD

Yea I know. I lose my job. I’m fired. Abandoned.

MANAGER

Brought offstage.

(TODD shudders and looks off stage left.)

TODD

I’m never going there. Never have. Never will.

MANAGER (pensively)

Well, you will eventually. Without fail.

TODD

So whats your point? I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how many times I can say that until someone listens to me! Right when I think I’m close, right when I think I’m finally gunna figure out what I’m supposed to do on this stage, it all turns into a joke and no one listens to me.

MANAGER

Don’t worry about that. Just think about your family. It will help you concentrate.

(Pause. The sounds of the DIRECTOR are quietly heard backstage. The shuffle of paper, the quiet laughing and muttering. Throughout this next part the sounds slowly build in both intensity and volume)

TODD

What? My family? I don’t have a family.

MANAGER

Yes you do Todd. Your wife Grace. She has blonde hair. Likes smooth jazz. Her left hand is softer than her right. She likes to wear clean white socks and her favorite pastime is painting.

TODD (recollecting)

Grace. Grace. Grace. Yes. I do. I do. I love her. I remember her! Where is she? Where did she go? Why isn’t she here with me? Is this another joke? Do I have a wife?

MANAGER (mechanically)

Yes! She’s here! Well, she’s at your house. Your house on the river. The one you built with your bare hands! You remember that don’t you? The wind in your eyes and your raw hands as you chopped the wood. The cold needling your exposed skin. The moon full in the sky.

TODD

Yes. Yes I remember that. Is she safe? Is she ok?

(Pause. The DIRECTOR starts to laugh to himself offstage. The MANAGER slowly pulls out a clown nose and puts it on. Any lovable qualities have been dissolved. He starts to smile.)

Well is she!?

MANAGER

Who?

TODD

Grace!

MANAGER

Who’s Grace?

TODD

What the hell are you talking about? Is she ok?

MANAGER (confused)

Your wife’s name is Lily…

TODD

No its Grace! You just told me it was Grace a minute ago!

MANAGER (mechanically)

Your wifes name is Lily and she lives in an apartment in the city!. She likes to ride bikes and lift weights. Her favorite pastime is steroids.(chuckles) Do you not remember? Are you feeling ok?

TODD (trying find an anchor)

What are you talking about? Her name is Grace! Its Grace! Its always been Grace! I know it is! I remember everything about her!

MANAGER

Obviously not. You didn’t know she existed until I…reminded…you. Face it, your losing touch on reality. Get back into focus mode! Get in character! The final run is upon us!

TODD

NO! I want to know if my wife is ok! You brought it up! You started this! What do you know about her!?

(pause)

TODD (demanding)

Tell me about my wi-!

MANAGER

(slowly starting to laugh along with the DIRECTOR. The laughter rises.)

You don’t have a wife!(laughs) Oops! Shouldn’t have said that! Do you want to know why Todd? Do you?

TODD

Yes!

MANAGER

Do you?

TODD

Yes!

MANAGER

She’s gone!

TODD

What do you mean “gone”?!

MANAGER (laughing intensely)

Gone! She changed! Its all changing! Every second! You can’t do a damn thing about it! Hahaha! Get ready for the performance! Read your lines! Its the final run! You can’t keep the audience waiting like this! Hahaha! You can’t!

TODD

No! What happened to my wife! What happened!?

(TODD begins to run around the stage calling out. The DIRECTOR rushes onstage laughing. Both the DIRECTOR and the STAGE MANAGER are in maniacal laughter.)

GRACE! LILY! It’s me! Where are you? It’s me Todd! GRACE! GRACE! LILY!

DIRECTOR

Todd! Your name is Greg!

MANAGER

Your name is Dan! Your name isn’t here! All changing! Changing!

TODD

I don’t know whats going on! I don’t understand! Who are you guys?!? Where am I??! Did I ever have a wife!? I just need something constant! I need an anchor!

DIRECTOR

You aren’t here! The anchors are all sold out today! ONE MINUTE TO CURTAIN! FINAL RUN IN ONE MINUTE! PLACES!

TODD

NO! I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY! What do I say!? What do I say?! I need an anchor!!!

MANAGER

Do it for your family! Haha! Read the script! ( The MANAGER pulls out another black book and throws it at TODD. It hits him in the stomach and he collapses.) PLACES! (The MANAGER runs offstage with the chairs.)

DIRECTOR

Break a leg Todd! I believe in you! Hahahaha!

(The DIRECTOR runs offstage. But not before throwing an extra clown nose at TODD’S feet. TODD gets up and rushes to the very edge of the stage screaming after the DIRECTOR. He goes upstage and hurls the boxes around and tries to break the back wall. The lights begin to dim.)

TODD (for his life)

NO! STOP! I STILL DON’T KNOW THE RULES! I don’t know what to say! I don’t know what you want from me! I don’t understand. I don’t understand. I. DON’T. UNDERSTAND! (He stumbles downstage and rifles through the new script.) My lines. WHAT THE FUCK ARE MY LINES?! (All the pages are blank. He tears it up and collapses on the ground. He begins to weep.)

(Suddenly the laughter stops from offstage. Complete silence. The lights completely cut out. Blackness for a few moments The DIRECTOR counts down. A spotlight comes on with a heavy thunk. TODD is seen standing in the center stage and his face is contorted into a very wide fake grin and a clown nose. He doesn’t know what to say. Tears are rolling down his face as he stands there for a few moments smiling. Beat. The DIRECTOR is heard from offstage.)

DIRECTOR

SCENE! That’s it! Get the hell off my stage.

TODD (defeated)

I just don’t understand.

(TODD sags his head. His smile is destroyed. He takes off the nose and drops it. He turns and walks offstage left out of the spotlight. A door is heard opening and closing. The spotlight cuts out to BLACKOUT)

END OF PLAY

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Death Grips is one of the few hip hop groups who I can say are...

Tue, 04 Jun 2013 15:43:38 -0400

Death Grips is one of the few hip hop groups who I can say are really, really, genius.

The most beautiful scene from any disney movie :)

Tue, 04 Jun 2013 13:45:20 -0400

The most beautiful scene from any disney movie :)

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Mon, 03 Jun 2013 10:54:49 -0400

DAN DEACON // BIG MILK from Mark Fingerhut on Vimeo.Big Milk...

Fri, 31 May 2013 14:01:46 -0400

DAN DEACON // BIG MILK from Mark Fingerhut on Vimeo.

Big Milk — Dan Deacon
from the album “Spiderman of the Rings” 2007

VIDEO BY MARK FINGERHUT

2013

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Thu, 30 May 2013 11:41:18 -0400

HOLY FUCK // STAY LIT from Mark Fingerhut on Vimeo.Mixed in...

Wed, 29 May 2013 15:15:03 -0400

HOLY FUCK // STAY LIT from Mark Fingerhut on Vimeo.

Mixed in realtime over three monitors.

Holy Fuck - Stay Lit (Latin 2010)

holyholyfuckfuck.tumblr.com

Mark Fingerhut 2013

thekhooll: Sea Blues Pratt Institute graduates Cait Opperman...

Tue, 28 May 2013 22:30:31 -0400

thekhooll:

Sea Blues

Pratt Institute graduates Cait Opperman and Yael Malka spent the summer of 2012 travelling across Europe and North Africa with only each other for company. On their way they kept an in-depth visual diary of each other as well as the people that housed them along the way. he resulting book of images, Sea Blues, is a wonderful study of two people finding their place in the world and experiencing that uniquely American coming-of-age, the road trip

your life is not a story and it is not going to end like one.

Tue, 28 May 2013 15:39:38 -0400

your life is not a story and it is not going to end like one.

When you take your headphones off and realize the street is silent and everything is Gray but not...

Sun, 26 May 2013 22:00:18 -0400

When you take your headphones off and realize the street is silent and everything is

Gray but not colorless and the only sound is the wind and the rain

And the streets are crowded but everyone is walking alone and not talking and there happens to be

No cars so it’s really quiet and everything for a second becomes hyper real

and you think of American beauty and a plastic bag floating in the air and you become happy for no reason

And you look insane because you’re the only one smiling.

nightsinbushwick: jesus

Sat, 25 May 2013 10:34:15 -0400

nightsinbushwick:

jesus

yearoftheglitch: Day 4 @ TextielLab Textielmusuem Tilburg,...

Fri, 24 May 2013 22:09:20 -0400

yearoftheglitch:

Day 4 @ TextielLab Textielmusuem Tilburg, NL

The palette is fixed and I’ve settled on my final design constraints and source material. For the next two working days in the lab, I’ll be weaving fragments from core memory dumps. Raw binary data from my system RAM have been rendered into a 6-bit color-space with a total of 64 colors. The data itself is a collection of fragments of files, images, sounds, temporary data and programs, a sketch of my activities assembled according to the obscure logic of my operating system.

Complete documentation of the process and resources will come in the following weeks.

After having my PC Laptop, camera, and audio recorder stolen on a train to Amsterdam, I am in debt to my dear friend Jeroen Holthuis for helping me write a program in Processing which performs variable bits per channel rendering of raw binary data in a similar fashion to Paul Kerchen’s LoomPreview. He has also been kind enough to loan me his camera and host me for some of my time in the Netherlands. Many thanks!

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Fri, 24 May 2013 22:05:34 -0400

LASERDISC VISIONS: Installation Documentation from Mark...

Wed, 22 May 2013 12:11:04 -0400

LASERDISC VISIONS: Installation Documentation from Mark Fingerhut on Vimeo.

The final installation of the LASERDISC VISIONS PROJECT.

vimeo.com/album/2309709

“LASERDISC VISIONS is a single channel music video style installation based around the music of the Portland based group LASERDISC VISIONS. Featuring 17 separate videos, each to a different song, they play in a random loop indefinitely. The viewer is invited to recline on the provided bedsheets which are surrounded by buzzing, flashing and tangled electronics to become part of the installation, and meditate on the infinite beauty of television and electronic media.”

On view April 29 - May 3, 2013

Myrtle Hall, Pratt Institute, Brooklyn NY

Mark Fingerhut 2013

Yet another impossible standard for women

Tue, 14 May 2013 18:31:11 -0400

Yet another impossible standard for women

TOMMI GWEILO // ELIMINATORS from Mark Fingerhut on Vimeo.Mixed...

Tue, 14 May 2013 16:22:39 -0400

TOMMI GWEILO // ELIMINATORS from Mark Fingerhut on Vimeo.

Mixed 100% in real-time.

A digital performance piece.

tommigweilo.bandcamp.com

Mark Fingerhut 2013

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