Scars

This boy went to the Museum of Contemporary Art and saw an interesting documentary/arty film on the war in Iraq, filmed by an Australian journalist/artist who did a great job in interviewing soldiers & citizens and edited them to create something really powerful. The theme of the film was "music" - the music of the American soldiers and the Iraqi citizens, what it means for them, how they relate to it, etc...

A soldier explains: 'I listen to gore metal 'coz tha's what we're all witnessin' here; there's this song 'bout a massacre and all people kill all the other people and it's just one battle, you know? Like what we is livin' in here everyday..." A metal song starts, the camera seems to be shaking to the rhythm of the guitar riffs while zooming in on an anonymous skull with some remaining burnt skin being eaten away by flies and worms.

It's all about the cruelty of reality, I guess. I witness it too, all the time. Weird life.

The installation in the adjacent room was by Neil Emerson: a reconstruction of a park built in dedication to war victims which, at night, becomes a cruising area for men. The phallic obelisk in the centre, two testicular tombstones around it; it's death and virility combined. Weird life.

I am restless today. Anxious too. I'm not getting what & who I need.