SUICIDE LOOPED OR SPEED IS A (NUMB)ER
Single Channel Digital Video Loop on DVD.
Sampled from Suicide’s “Dream Baby, Dream".
Facing the horizon, a thin line tracing the boundary between the ocean
and the sky, seems to expand our field of vision. While traveling, speed
replaces movement through geographical space, and gaining ground becomes
only a repetitive exercise. Speed numbs us. In this world, what we term
‘field of vision’ concerns optics, and approaching the horizon
is replaced by the mere act of traveling toward a ceaselessly dissipating,
infinite dream. Dream Baby, Dream. We are caught in a program, or rhythm,
coded to loop forever. Keeping our eyes on the horizon prevents us from
decreasing velocity, skipping a beat. Were we to look back or to look
down, we would slow. An unexpected wave crashes over us. Another overcomes
us. Look away, and we drown. Suicide. Suddenly our path curves downward
into the dark. Aware of our weighted body, feeble heart, and permeable
skin, a deepening fear overtakes us. An instant later, still falling,
an opposing current reverses our trajectory and directs us above water,
just enough to see, and eventually realize, that if there is a rhythm
and this is a program, the loop must be larger, and more complex, than
we can imagine.
Suicide Looped, or Speed is A (Numb)er is just an exercise. Infinity is
just a loop. The horizon is just simulation. Suicide is just the name
of the band. Dream Baby, Dream are just the words to the song. The water
responds to the amplitude of the sound waves, and the waves respond to
a code. The code is just a (Numb)er.
The video is projected to fill the whole wall of a dark room. There are
two speakers (left and right) for stereo sound.
A SHORT SEGMENT OF THE MOVIE (QUICKTIME)