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George Kuchar

Isleton

1993 | 00:03:20

This video is part of the Video Wallpaper Series where George uses an audio/video digital mixer to create portraits of people. Isleton is "a bubbling beeping abstract impression of a town in California."

Kuchar makes it to the Isis Oasis resort just in time to catch the marriage vows of his friends Rebecca and Steve.

George Kuchar

Weather Diary 3

1988 | 00:25:00

George goes to Oklahoma, but there's a lull in storm activity. It's spring, and though there's romance in the air, the lightning just doesn’t strike; so George makes his own rain—of sorts. Despite the drought, the videos must go on.

George Kuchar

Point 'n Shoot

1989 | 00:05:08

A lavish home is visited, shutters click, bottoms are exposed, water splashes and a welcome wetness stains an area unquenched for so long. A jacuzzi bubbles to life in a bedroom community that floats to sleep on aqua-filled rubber.

Storms batter California as 1995 ushers in a world of computerized characters and unplugged souls in search of electrified juice.

Flies buzz among the congestion of combustible contraptions as Western civilization gasps for air amid Oriental orifices that emit the stench of sugar and spice and everything nice.

Pagan and Christian souls clash in this student-collaborated mix of the defrocked and the deflowered.

It's the season of joy once again and this video depicts the tasty and the troublesome in big, heaping spoonfuls.  Witness a social whirlpool of whipped confections and stripped confessions tastefully prepared in soupy symbolism.  See…

George Kuchar

Weather Diary 5

1989 | 00:38:05

A more socially-active addition to the Weather Diary series, we meet the natives and participate in the rituals of business and schooling and high hopes on the flatlands.

George Kuchar

Indian Summer

1991 | 00:10:00

The colors of fall are muted by the fog of a lingering summer and the memory of that which is dark and naked among the dappled crimson.

A wide-ranging look at pictures I collect on my walls and in my head. A look at pictures I concoct with my students at the San Francisco Art Institute, and objects d’art collected by those whose picture is taken by my picture-taking machine.

A black cat and a polka-dotted string puppet frolic amid the painted backdrops of a happy universe, while outside, in the real world, the reality washes away amid the onslaught of H2O and granulated granite.