#jonas mekas
“I read a lot. I listen a lot. I think a lot. But so little remains. The books I read, their plots, their protagonists fade… Names of people, books, cities. They are already fading away. Even the titles of films I’ve seen recently…they have already faded… Everything that I see, or read, or listen to, connects, translates into moods, bits of surroundings, colors… With me, everything is mood, mood, or else…simply nothingness.”
— Jonas Mekas
St. Charles movie theater, East 12th in the Village, New York City, c. 1962.
Photo credit: Jonas Mekas
Tôi nhớ những năm tháng tuổi trẻ của tôi … Tôi chưa bao giờ là một người trẻ tuổi đúng nghĩa .
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I hold Mekas very dearly in my heart, but even he can be Meh-kas. This movie should actually be called: ‘’Where’s Wa-rhol?’’, as he feels like a rarely seen celebrity in his own picture. If the purpose was to transmit experience, I’m game, but not even with Waldo does one normally take 36 minutes.
Scenes from the Life of Andy Warhol: Friendships and Intersections (1990)
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