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Got a strange little frisson today.
Read a blog that had a link to the cover of Bob Dylan's upcoming album Modern Times. I've been looking forward to this for almost five years now after his last two home runs with Love and Theft (2001) and Time Out of Mind (1997), so I clicked over.
Immediately was taken aback. Here's the cover:
And here's a still from Scene 31 of my play World Gone Wrong from last year, featuring Adam Swiderski as Ned Daley, private detective, being taken for a ride by gangster flunky Johnny (Bryan Enk), in front of a familiar projected background:
And damn, me, but I can't remember the photographer's name on this shot -- I got it from the book The New York School: Photographs 1936-1963, my favorite collection of photographs. I flipped it for this scene, and added the red title that's barely visible above Adam's head in this shot.
For its use in Scene 15, in Part I, when Bryan took me (as doomed "noir fall guy" Bill Mist) for a similar ride, I used it as originally printed:
As Berit would say, "Yeah, so? It's a great photo. Not too great a coincidence there." But it's always weird to feel you've "claimed" something from another source, a song, a quote, an image, whatever, and then see it bigger than life somewhere else.
Almost feels like there should be a Registry of Cultural References to keep moratoriums on recently collaged/sampled elements of new art works from showing up in other works for a certain period . . .
Read a blog that had a link to the cover of Bob Dylan's upcoming album Modern Times. I've been looking forward to this for almost five years now after his last two home runs with Love and Theft (2001) and Time Out of Mind (1997), so I clicked over.
Immediately was taken aback. Here's the cover:
And here's a still from Scene 31 of my play World Gone Wrong from last year, featuring Adam Swiderski as Ned Daley, private detective, being taken for a ride by gangster flunky Johnny (Bryan Enk), in front of a familiar projected background:
And damn, me, but I can't remember the photographer's name on this shot -- I got it from the book The New York School: Photographs 1936-1963, my favorite collection of photographs. I flipped it for this scene, and added the red title that's barely visible above Adam's head in this shot.
For its use in Scene 15, in Part I, when Bryan took me (as doomed "noir fall guy" Bill Mist) for a similar ride, I used it as originally printed:
As Berit would say, "Yeah, so? It's a great photo. Not too great a coincidence there." But it's always weird to feel you've "claimed" something from another source, a song, a quote, an image, whatever, and then see it bigger than life somewhere else.
Almost feels like there should be a Registry of Cultural References to keep moratoriums on recently collaged/sampled elements of new art works from showing up in other works for a certain period . . .
