Saturday, October 30, 2010
The photographs of Arthur Tress reveal pasts lost to memory. Family, youth, occupied spaces since abandoned, and gay male lives long gone. Trying to capture and channel his singular eye, his sense of isolation and symbolic mystery, proved elusive. Must. Try. Again.
Thank you to Paulo Madeira. He took these images in an abandoned factory in Alcobaca, two hours outside Lisbon.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
When a cinema dies, does it become a silent movie?
Lisboa has lost most of its movie palaces to the wrecking ball and the shopping mall. Even the porn cinema in Rossio has gone the same way. Is nothing sacred?
Is there an artist moonlighting at the porn cinema, Cine-Paraiso, Rua Loreto, Lisboa?
I also saw Francois Ozon's 8 Femmes here...