DIALOGUE

My boyfriend brought me home a Vintage Superstock catalogue which contains images from the International Photo Library that are perfect for my narrative project. In particular, there is an "office" section, which features many portraits of business men and office workers from the 1950s. Given the amount of material I now have at my disposal I have decided to include a number of different figures, each given an individual panel. The text spoken by one will link directly with the utterance both before and after.

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I have allied the quotations so as they form some sort of dialogue. Initially, I isolated each piece of text that refered to a "she", and coupled these together, forming an association with a singular woman. The general picture I am attempting to convey in this imagined conversation is of excess. The quotation from The Wizard of Oz "why, my little party's just beginning" is used, as in the film, ironically, especially when linked with the lyric "here's to the atom bomb". The scene has been constructed to express a recklessness and outrageousness of a world gone mad and an altered state of mind, and can be likened to a dystopia. This will be juxtaposed with the conventional appearences of the 1950s photographs. As well as being a broken conversation, the vomitting out of the words symbolises repetition, regurgitation and reference.

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The script for my images is as follows:

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This just feels like spinning plates / cheap sex and sad films help me get back where I belong / why, my little party's just beginning / here's to the atom bomb / there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt / that's rockin' good news / I know a secret or two about Goo / I feel like I know her, but sometimes my arms bend back / she says she would love to come help, but the sea would electrocute us all / I was half in love with her by the time we sat down / hey baby, let's you and me get weird / I'll have to send you a love letter. Straight from my heart, fucker! / Off with her head! / It's really too bad that so much crumby stuff is a lot of fun sometimes / I've never seen them eat, all I've seen them do is drink liquor and snort drugs / this would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence / this whole world's wild at heart and weird on top.

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Reading over this, I feel that it comes across as an animated recount or re-telling of various events. I tried to link together the aggressive and violent sounding quotations and place them in the middle of the text, resulting in a climax which then gives way to a reflective stance.