Jeremy Jacob — Transmissions From Another World
Transmissions from another world.
A living archive created by artist and filmmaker Jeremy Jacob.
Moving images, performances, films, and visual fragments emerge from an imagined landscape between memory, movement, cinema, and transformation.
Upon awakening, they couldn’t seem to remember anything. Not as if life was blank, fully concealed or imperceptible, but as if everything in the world was a toy picked up and tossed into a bin with no specific relationship to any other object outside of its being jumbled together amongst other things.
Little did I know when, years ago, I arrived here. I know even less now. But I discovered many things. Much has been left behind. And for that I am grateful.
The witch was terrorized by the beauty of the princess. So terrorized that The Witch froze in place long enough for the guards to place The Witch’s feet into red-hot metal shoes.
Until one day, as night began to descend upon The Kingdom, a stranger arrived with a gift for The King.
And it is in the forest that The King, carrying The Wooden Figure and The Music Box, is slowly drained of all strength until on the darkest, longest night of the year The King lays down to die.
After years of this dream slowly overtaking night and day, The Princess decides to follow the path of The White Horse and head out into the forest as in the dream. When The Princess came to that all too familiar place in The Woods, The Princess laid down and fell fast asleep.
The Princess knew nothing of The World, The King, and either of their Problems and so The Princess worked day in and out, laboring in the work assigned to The Princess.
Soon, The Princess began to be visited by The White Horse, all aglow, in the depths of nightly dreams. Most nights, The Princess instinctively knew to follow the White Horse deep into the forest as if under a spell.
After years of this dream slowly overtaking night and day, The Princess decides to follow the path of The White Horse and head out into the forest as in the dream.
However, let me tell you here and now the full story of the King’s collection. Once upon a time in a Kingdom not far from here, there lived The King with The Queen and soon arrived The Princess.
