Instant Video #18 — Memory by Tammy Lin Foreman (4 min. 2008) Directed, shot, and edited by Lester Alfonso for the collaborative weekly video project that ran from 2008 to 2010.
Check out also: The Instant Video Showcase and Before Instant Videos featuring videos prior to the Instant Video project and broadcast on CBC’s ZeD TV. Audio tracks are available for purchase on Tammy Lin Foreman’s Bandcamp page.
6, 12, 18, 24
6, 12, 18…
Monday, February 2, 2009
Going up the creaky steps, I’m looking for clues, flashlight in hand. It’s corny. Midway up the stairs, my mind jumps to the fantasy puzzle game I’ve been playing with the kids on the computer these days…a sequel to Myst.
I read a guided walk-through out loud so Sunny and Georgia can follow along and click for themselves.
Turn around and notice that the linking book is lying on the ground. Turn to the left a little and go forward three times. Zoom in on the hatch of the vessel. Enter the code. Click on the amulet. Zoom out. Turn around and go forward one time. Turn to the right and enter the Memory Chamber…
Really, I’m just looking for that box of neck-ties I have somewhere in this attic. Tammy wants to wear a tie (he’s in my memory…) for the video. The attic yields some other junk that might come in handy as props.
What is this red lens thing anyway? I borrowed the precious heavy debris from a serious collector. Stuff I don’t want to throw away. For some reason.
I’m taking some stuff back downstairs with me. Collect the parts to assemble this enigma machine.
The video itself is the puzzle this time. What is the shape of the message? It’s all hush-hush. This is Instant Video #18 – and 18 is one of the numbers mentioned in the song: 6, 12, 18, 24, right? But how exactly do these dots connect?
Memory by Tammy Lin Foreman six doors away from me lies a sleeping messiah i can hear him breathe it's long and low deep and slow he's in my memory he's in my memory twelve stories above my head there's a spot in the sky i want to meet there instead tell him to rise from his holy bed he's in my memory he's in my memory eighteen wheels and all of them squeak it's been driving me mad the whole damn week i drown the sound whenever i speak about his memory he's in my memory there's 24 hrs. in a day you'd think all of that time once i could say there's a part in my heart that will always stay he's in my memory he's in my memory six…twelve eighteen…twenty-four
posted by Lester Alfonso at 5:27 AM 2 comments
My favourite yet
Michael “El Chingón” February 2, 2009 at 8:34 PM
I think mine too…Damn you guys – you inspire me even when you aren’t around – now I gotta go do something creative… thanks a lot… ;)Once again – a trippy treat.P.S. Lester – don’t throw out that red lens…
GeoD February 2, 2009 at 9:18 PM