


I'd recently been having some fantastic dialectical discussions on film discourse with the brilliant filmmaker Jeremy Solterbeck. We've been batting around some ideas for a site specific installation piece which could be promising.
Speaking of batting, Jeremy had me pipe clamp him to this chair; I threw tennis balls at him full force to get him to grimace for real. I was hoping Paul Trapani would show up so I could shoot the images properly while Paul took slapshots with real pucks at Jeremy for full effect captured. Next time.