Arriflesh
0.00 11 minutes I record of a time I spent at loose ends driving between New York and Vermont, at the same time I made Horseflesh, so they are companion films. Various friends filled my universe at that confused, interim time: Cindy Revel, Margery Cohen, Tony Heath, and the astrologer next door who made me a very complete astrological chart. In imitation of Jack Kerouac in Dharma Bums, I would walk up into the snowy hills in the afternoon to meditate alone, with the same results as Kerouac…nada and a sense of hopelessness. The whole time colored by the knowledge that my cousin Ward had shot himself in a house just a few miles away several years before.
