Joshua Gen Solondz

Shot between Hong Kong, Japan, and the US, this short is Joshua Gen Solondz’s most ambitious work to date, a portrait of the home and the world that is dense, textured, creepy, anxious, noisy, silly, and confounding, but always tender.

Accumulated over three years, Joshua Gen Solondz’s film is a crowded collage of gurgling paint, jagged splices, errant sprocket holes, and puzzling images that conjure the densely material frames of the late queer avant-garde filmmaker Luther Price. A messy assemblage in purples and oranges, NE Corridor is at once a visceral explosion of color and a tortured object.

Joshua Gen Solondz assmbles footage shot around the world over the past decade and manipulates it into a blurred compendium that privileges darkness and abstraction over the picturesque to an intense, strobing degree.

Joshua Gen Solondz assmbles footage shot around the world over the past decade and manipulates it into a blurred compendium that privileges darkness and abstraction over the picturesque to an intense, strobing degree.

Joshua Gen Solondz assmbles footage shot around the world over the past decade and manipulates it into a blurred compendium that privileges darkness and abstraction over the picturesque to an intense, strobing degree.

Joshua Gen Solondz assmbles footage shot around the world over the past decade and manipulates it into a blurred compendium that privileges darkness and abstraction over the picturesque to an intense, strobing degree.

Joshua Gen Solondz assmbles footage shot around the world over the past decade and manipulates it into a blurred compendium that privileges darkness and abstraction over the picturesque to an intense, strobing degree.

Joshua Gen Solondz assmbles footage shot around the world over the past decade and manipulates it into a blurred compendium that privileges darkness and abstraction over the picturesque to an intense, strobing degree.

Nightmare Arson Fire combines multiple attempts at contact printing a badly decayed roll of film retrieved from a Brooklyn basement after a fire.

A work-in-progress/unreleased film by Joshua Gen Solondz.

Moon and sun are elliptically and stroboscopically conjured in Joshua Gen Solondz’s cloistered yet operatic Luna e Santur. In milky, hand-processed images, hooded figures recalling Magritte’s The Lovers enact a series of rituals in which an old trauma is remembered and exorcized.

Challenging the romanticization of west coast scenery, Josh Solondz creates a starling work of land art in Against Landscape. Whether political, performative, or both, the artist's plucky gesture and the video's precise framing limn the limits of control.

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A “glitch-filled revision of a monster classic. As pixels melt, stick and stutter, Godzilla arises and the world decays, a startling vision of mutation and destruction." (Chi-hui Yang)

A colourful implo/explosion of the twelve sided star.

I made a microphone. I asked for a friend's help to shoot. I asked for a friend to provide a condom. I asked for a film lab that would process the film for me. (the lab tends to ruin my films) I wrap the microphone in the condom, tell my friend to start shooting, and try to swallow what I've made. - JGS

Essentially a trance-inducing flicker film, Prisoner’s Cinema opens by establishing a simple, yet aggressive, black and white flashing sequence, defined by its frenetic pace and hypnotic pattern. It assaults and entrances the viewer with its rapid optical rhythm; a low-toned droning sound and a high frequency stuttering provide a sonic anchor that augments the hypnotic effects of the flashing imagery.

Three years living in Sunset Park, living between the BQE and the Greenwood Cemetery, accumulating footage of junkyard cats, Park Slope strollers, burned out cars, flying birds.

A meditation on cultural appropriation and nature's myth. Prompted by Roland Barthes' "Mythologies", the videomakers have found a microcosm of the new age wasteland within little fountains. The work is an object focused meditation within a young woman's life is brought to attention.

A film diary. 673 finger/toe nails saved, a large mess of 16mm rescued from darkroom garbage bins. The former adhered with nail polish topcoat to the latter, optically printed, and finished as a print.

Percussive reedit of military tech videos and their heavy metal soundtrack.