Years ago, I walked in to a gallery in New York and saw the most incredible thing:
It was hard to describe. I mean, I was always drawn to Film and television as a child and the art of moving images made me feel a little tingle inside but never knew this feeling. This was art, cinema, and experience at the same time. This was the work of Bill Viola. I have two google alerts, one for Iran and the other is for Mr. Viola, so he's kind of a big deal in my universe.
Knowing his work, Baptism had a different meaning all of a sudden. Water was a symbol. Simple was in. His sense of spirituality and quest for that moment of truth is admirable.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
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