I recently reconnected with a friend from days of activism
in Film, Video and Photography...
(on location in Central Park holding a camera stand)
...causing me to excavate deep into closets and boxes where my
production work of the Seventies and Eighties has been resting for decades
"When the Bough Breaks", "Ritual", "Packaged for Resale", "Life and Death",
"Women's Work", "Porno-Graphics", "The Nuclear Family Photo Series"
...causing me to excavate deep into closets and boxes where my
production work of the Seventies and Eighties has been resting for decades
"When the Bough Breaks", "Ritual", "Packaged for Resale", "Life and Death",
"Women's Work", "Porno-Graphics", "The Nuclear Family Photo Series"
Besides 8mm and 16mm film reels and outtakes,
there is also a box of 3/4 video, three carousels of slides,
ten slide sheets, about twenty boxes of slides,
and another box of large prints I haven't found yet
Unfortunately I no longer own a slide projector, slide viewer or photo loop
so I'm using an improvised means to review the slide outtakes
--clothes pinning or holding them up to one bright light to sample--
these are mostly outtakes with the best shots on the slide carousels
Women's Pentagon Action
Washington D.C. 1981
Joan Braderman
Teacher at SVA Film
Women weave the Pentagon closed with yarn
Nuclear Disarmament
United Nations to Central Park
June 12 1982
Joan Baez
Women's Peace Camp
Seneca New York
Summer Fall 1983
Video from The Women's Peace Camp
An interview with Katherine Allport from the Encampment Archives
http://peacecampherstory.blogspot.com/2015/01/herstory-100-garden-aka-catherine.html
Watch the third video
Watch the third video
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As I reviewed this material I remembered joy and terror, commitment and courage, a golden time when it seemed possible to invest in hope. Now massive forces world wide are gathered to fight against that possibility. We are still at war, still incapable of peaceful coexistence and still disastrously wrong for the planet and all sentient life. So, what can sustain me but the love of friends, the knowledge that there are still people who care, and that nothing material lasts forever? What can I do but keep on stepping truthfully and peacefully every day upon the path in front of me?
Meanwhile I'm looking for an archive for this material.
Meanwhile I'm looking for an archive for this material.
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