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In Narcissus, Nina Yuen tells the story in one part of the frame and lives the story in the other part of the frame. Using a simple seam of layered video, she doubles her image to merge an impossible gap between the thing that really happens and the imperfect retelling of the thing. The film leaps, bridging two totally different spaces as if they were contiguous.
I am Narcissus. Some call me mother Narcissus. I’ve been here for over four and a half billion years. Twenty two thousand five hundred times longer than you. I don't really
need you. But you need me. Yes, your future depends on me. When I thrive you thrive, When I falter, you falter. Or worse. But I’ve been here for eons. I’ve fed sisters greater than you, and I’ve starved sis…ers greater than you. My arms, my legs, my stomach, my breasts. They all can take you, or leave you. How you choose to live each day whether you regard or disregard me doesn’t really matter to me. One way or the other, your actions will determine your fate, not mine. I am the self, I will go on. I am prepared to survive. Are you? Read more...