videopoesia di Valerie LeBlanc

CANADA, 2012, 4′ 00”

LA PAROLA IMMAGINATA 2013 (VI ed.) – opera in concorso

Presentazione del video da parte dell’autore | Presentation of the video (by author)

La parata estiva che apre le celebrazioni del Calgary Stampede del 6 luglio 2001 è presentata in tre finestre. Le visuali permettono di focalizzarsi su eventi che solo settimane dopo hanno segnato i livelli ormai cambiati dell’innocenza sociale.
Missing Parade Notes è stato assemblato e montato in un breve video che documenta i punti salienti della parata. Il ralenty e il trattamento del colore sono stati aggiunti per “invecchiare” le immagini. Il risultato ricorda immagini d’archivio di un’epoca passata. Il video è poi stato assemblato in tre schermi per poter supportare il testo della poesia. Composto di recente, il messaggio del testo sembra essere stato aggiunto usando la macchina da scrivere. L’intenzione è sopratutto quella di colmare la disconnessione temporale e di verbalizzare i pensieri presenti riguardanti eventi passati. La componente audio è costituita da una cacofonia di musica e voci di incoraggiamento che si rivolgono allo spettatore.

A summer parade opening the Calgary Stampede celebrations, July 6, 2001 is presented in triplicate. The visuals provide a focus for reflection on events that only weeks later marked changed levels of social innocence.
Missing Parade Notes was assembled and edited into a short video documenting highlights of the parade. Slow motion and colour treatment were added to age the footage. The result is reminiscent of archived film footage from an earlier time. The video was then assembled in triplicate as a base to carry the poetry text. Recently composed, the text message appears to have been added using analogue typewriter technology. Overall, the intention is to bridge the time disconnect and to verbalize current thoughts toward past events. The audio component is a mixed cacophony of music and cheering rising up to the spectator.

Poetry’s text

Missing 2012

A Parade watched from high above,
in a twin tower,
in a big city,
at a time more innocent.

If not innocent in itself,
it was a time that possessed
at least held small crevasses
to grab hold with fingers,
or toes,
or with any means of saving clear thought,
from the pit of despair.

Something was lost,
a sentiment,
a moment in time,
something irreplaceable in the heart,
was broken,
and dropped,

forever irretrievable,

in the fabric of time.

The baseline of innocence
moved through quicksand,
by quantum degrees,
on September 11, 2001.

Epilogue:
What was once held by hands,
straining to maintain it,
the thread –
snapped.

When that broken thin string line
slipped below reach,

far below arm’s length
beneath some surface deep and dark,

We,
Les Incapables
were left to stare with empty hearts,
at the electronic screens,
that burned our eyes.

Valerie LeBlanc
May 28, 2012
(from footage recorded on July 6, 2001)