#jonas mekas quotes

[thislifeisfleeting-blog]

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (Jonas Mekas, 2000)

[zegalba]

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (2000) Dir. Jonas Mekas

[mattydemise]

vivamus, moriendum est

[infinitedonut]

"We have to support the beauty, the poetry of life."

- Jonas Mekas

[murakamijeva-muza]

Art: Julia Petrova

"And I sit here alone and far from you and it is night and I am reflecting on everything all around me and I am thinking of you. I saw it in your eyes, in your love, you too are swinging towards the depths of your own being in longer and longer circles. I saw happiness and pain in your eyes and reflections of the paradises lost and regained and lost again, and the terrible loneliness and happiness, yes, and I reflect upon this and I think about you, like two lonely space pilots on outer cold space, as I sit here this late-night alone and I think about all this and about you and for a brief moment I don’t know for how long we meet somewhere between the words, dreams, images, space between the words perhaps and I am happy. As I look into the cold endless space passing by without sound without speed a metal blue endless distance between us, but I know you are there, I can feel your heartbeat, my love." — Song of Avignon (1998) Jonas Mekas

[cantcatchmeee]

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty, Jonas Mekas (2000)

[virtuouslibertines69]

"The pain is stronger than ever. I’ve seen bit of lost Paradises and I know I’ll be hopelessly trying to return even if it hurts. The deeper I swing into the regions of nothingness the further I’m thrown back into myself, each time more and more frightening depths below me, until my very being becomes dizzy. There are brief glimpses of clear sky, like falling out of a tree, so I have some idea where I’m going, but there is still too much clarity and straight order of things, I am getting always the same number somehow. So I vomit out broken bits of words and syntax's of the countries I’ve passed through, broken limbs, slaughtered houses, geographies. My heart is poisoned, my brain left in shreds of horror and sadness. I’ve never let you down, world, but you did lousy things to me." - Jonas Mekas

[typo1]

Let us build our houses with our own hands. And grow the wheat, and bake the bread. Then we'll know what the earth is. Now, we turn the knob: the water runs. I have no idea from where or how. Electricity... We buy the bread: we don't know who bakes it, how, where. The same with our lives now. We live but we don't know how, where, why. And it has no taste.

Jonas Mekas, I had Nowhere to Go.

[pangurlban]

KAZE FILMS docomo future project

Jonas Mekas, "As I was Moving Ahead Occasionally I saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty"

Fujii Kaze, "Nan Nan"

Fujii Kaze, "Tabiji: Behind the Scenes"

[eternal--returned]

JONAS MEKAS: I considered Andy Warhol and the Factory in the sixties to be like Sigmund Freud. Andy was Freud. He was the psychoanalyst, there was that big couch in the Factory and Andy was there, he didn't say anything, you could project anything on him, put anything in, unload yourself, give him this, and he wouldn't put you down. Andy was your father and mother and brother, all of them. So that's why those people felt so good around him—they could be in those films, they could just say and do whatever they wanted because they wouldn't be disapproved, that was his genius. Andy admired all the stars, so to please all those sad desperate souls that came into the Factory, Andy called them "Superstars."

Legs McNeil & Gillian McCain ֍ Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk (1996)

[ninevehsage]

Jonas Mekas

[alwayswiselight]

Good point!

[tonantzin-ar]

Cómo todas las mejores cosas que el hombre puede hoy encontrar: son casi invisibles, menos que se les mire.

J, Mekas. Diario de cine.

[lilithvibeplace]

RAPID FIRE SHORT FILM REVIEWS TO MAKE UP FOR THE HORRORS I WITNESSED LAST NIGHT GO GO GO

(all hyperlinks lead to my letterboxd reviews cause i have a big ego)

Firstly, The Girl Chewing Gum, a 12 minute short by the amazingly delightful avant-gardist John Smith, it's a great meta-commentary and analysis of the egotism of filmmakers. Every wannabe filmmaker or even someone with an interest in it should watch it. I also highly recommend The Black Tower by John Smith as well, one of the best experimentalist horror short films made and I need to have discourse with people over it.

Secondly, Song of Avignon, 8 minute short by Jonas Mekas. Half-documentary, half-monologue, fully introspective. This is one of the most depressing yet optimistic short films I've had the pleasure of experiencing. It made me miserable, made me cry, gave me hope, and let me sit with it all. Love, life, tragedy, hopelessness, the march of time, yet it all culminates in hope, somehow. You always have a choice in it. It's one of my favourite shorts I've ever watched.

Interrupting our despair we have Om, 3 minute short also by John Smith. I don't like Om. I don't want to think about Om more then I need to. I spent a half hour despairing over Song of Avignon and this was a great way to bring me back to reality. Like I know it's supposed to be a commentary on stereotypes and such but I just don't get it ig.

And lastly, They Do Not Exist, a 25 minute Palestinian documentary by Mustafa Abu Ali, an individual who collaborated with my beloved Godard on one occasion. This film originally was lost after the 1982 Massacre in Beirut, but was salvaged and restored. It is absolutely one of the most important films that people could go out and watch. It is not even half an hour long, and it brings to the forefront the politics of the Palestinian struggle & how they have been fighting for their liberation longer then any of us could comprehend. Palestinian art & their culture & their identity will forever be preserved in their art which can and will be used to remind people globally that the fight for freedom does not start nor end based on your own personal convenience. To finish off, a quote from Abu Ali: [He] saw his film for the first time in 20 years at this clandestine event [and] noted: “We used to say ‘Art for the Struggle,’ now it’s ‘Struggle for the Art.’”

[aestheticvoyage2024]

Day 38: Wednesday February 7, 2024 - "Papas Come To Play"

This afternoon, special visitors arrived from Apache Junction to see William, and trying to make that as memorable as possible, we went out together for Pizza, easily one of William's favorite things to do. Then we watched Anna together, his favorite movie, as he laid on Big Papa's lap. Finally Papa read him the goodnight books - which felt like it could've gone on all night before I went in and cut them off, especially since it didn't seem our little lion was getting himself settled for sleep - he was just full of excitement and love for his two papa's that "come to play with me" - its neat to see this little lovebug get to turn his affections on my Dad and Grandpa. He's growing so fast, even in the short month its been since they've seen him last and its neat to think that these will be little visits he'll remember and stack nostalgia on.

Song: Wilder Woods & The War and Treaty - Be Yourself

Quote: "In a meadow full of flowers you cannot walk through and breathe those smells and see all those colors and remain angry. We have to support the beauty, the poetry of life." Jonas Mekas 

[antecansada]

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (2000) dir. Jonas Mekas