That spirit of collegial creativity is one of the ideas behind Do Not Screen, a website which purports to present the contents of a mysterious red box in the “vast remoteness of Northern Michigan.” The contents included hundreds of cut-up 16mm film strips and a variety of other documents, some retrieved from envelopes marked “DO NOT SCREEN:”
Rather than re-assemble the film myself, I am, in the spirit of analog, snail-mailing frames from the film as well as a url with a corresponding activation code to scholars, students, theorists, film buffs, cultural anthropologists, writers, artists, editors, and others. In collaboration with the Critical Media Lab, I will manage a database that will reassemble the film in its proper order, with each frame-series (the strips of 12 frames) being activated as frame recipients log onto the website and enter the unique activation code that corresponds to their film strip. The more people who enter their frame numbers, the more complete the film will be.
Under a lens, the strip I received in the mail last week seems to show a group of 50 people dressed in cold-weather 1940s businesswear standing around someone’s backyard. The accompanying handwritten document, brown and crisp with age, was a labor receipt for ash retrieval and ditch filling. The whole exudes a creepy and cool aura, and I can’t wait to see how it all turns out.
Those audiocassettes made the rounds in 1982 and 1983, ostensibly related to Diablo Valley College’s spring break writing seminar at Asilomar, but of course, as any art project does, this one took on a life of its own. I remember something like four or five tapes. At one point I transferred all the material onto a 10″ reel, and that tape is still decomposing in my closet and might actually be playable. DAW tried to start another one of these projects circa 1992, but I never got around to participating.
Thanks for commenting — that’s (obviously) why I namedropped you. That sounds about right. I got two or three from the Asilomar cycle, or that were heavily Asilomar-influenced. The 1992 tapes are in my craft shoebox, I think — one of them is an undercover recording by DW of the housewarming party at “Destroyed Arms” in Concord, and an interesting listen from this point of historical view… anything to add, Mr Wilson?