Lola Wendon

Films fold into stills, fold into stories, fold into books. Maybe each one tries to fill what failed before. Doubling, tripling, multiplying something leads to likenesses, resemblances, equivalences, leading to predictability, uniformity, banality. A place to dwell in quietly, to hide in, a place of sameness. But with each action into sameness there’s also a temptation to slip towards discordance, a hurried slip into autobiography. Then the work, just as quickly, steadies itself, folds itself neatly and hopefully retains its obliqueness.

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