Loop

Loop centres around an outmoded, outdated, yet perfectly functional and quite beautiful piece of equipment, a Ferguson toploader VCR from 1978. Despite having been around for over three decades, this machine is still going, and it looks good for it’s age. The piece speaks about Western societies fetish for the new, our aspiration always to possess the most advance technology, an aspiration fed by the companies that produce it. But, the old equipment which we have thrown out, superseded by more advanced versions, is still working, and the relatively small increase in quality of the new doesn’t warrant the extra expense, and waste. I have intervened in the electronics of this machine, so that it continuously loops an opening seen from the Evil Dead. The machine does this mechanically (not digitally); it plays, stops, rewinds, stops, plays … The extra electronics are hidden in a VHS case on top of the machine, so not to give away the process and suggesting the continued, perpetual operation of a discarded machine with a life of its own. The clip offers suspense and foreboding, of a danger that is never realised, only suggested. Forever.
Loop

Loop centres around an outmoded, outdated, yet perfectly functional and quite beautiful piece of equipment, a Ferguson toploader VCR from 1978. Despite having been around for over three decades, this machine is still going, and it looks good for it’s age. The piece speaks about Western societies fetish for the new, our aspiration always to possess the most advance technology, an aspiration fed by the companies that produce it. But, the old equipment which we have thrown out, superseded by more advanced versions, is still working, and the relatively small increase in quality of the new doesn’t warrant the extra expense, and waste. I have intervened in the electronics of this machine, so that it continuously loops an opening seen from the Evil Dead. The machine does this mechanically (not digitally); it plays, stops, rewinds, stops, plays … The extra electronics are hidden in a VHS case on top of the machine, so not to give away the process and suggesting the continued, perpetual operation of a discarded machine with a life of its own. The clip offers suspense and foreboding, of a danger that is never realised, only suggested. Forever.