Tim Barrus Blog

Posts tagged with film

  1. Tim Barrus: Censorship at the New York Times

    TIM BARRUS: CENSORSHIP AT THE NEW YORK TIMES Seriously, okay, they get credit. It was one in a million. Have you been to the Casino in Reno. It’s Over. Make these old people go home. I want to see cowboys and horses in Flag. I am a communist. I crave


  2. theatre

    Chapiteau de Film Pour le Suicidaire


  3. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    I love work that searches for the tension, not necessarily the Why Of Is Conformity-A-Fundamental-Feature of the Fantastique, but Where Is All The Status-Quo-Malaise I Am So Used Seeing In Both Fashion and Film. So ubiquitous. Heuristic. Rare. Conflicted. Look under this rock. Look over here at what they are


  4. HIS DARKLING TONGUE

    his darkling tongue of pour/ inside my bitterness whose lights were like film, hurried/ grainy all my shit is grainy trix in a filthy rain as if his cock down my throat was another dead day of gravestones on the lawn/ https://www.instagram.com/timbarrus/


  5. you flew out of my mouth

    you flew out of my mouth and spilled look at mine/ your balls of enamel murdered by the sky, the aegean blue as prison/ when you came apart, it was in threads/ even in the core of any bitter winter, you could sleep through anything/ https://timbarrus.tumblr.com


  6. Tim Barrus in the New York Times

    We begin this video in a graveyard. We end the writing part of this in the same graveyard. You will not get it. But then, we don’t make jack shit for you. So what IS mainstream art. The video (above) has no name. It has no stars. It has no


  7. When Tricks Go Bad

    this is the place where the earth does not spin/ it freezes/ everything goes slow motion/ you know you’re going to have to run/ usually it’s about something the trick insists he wants to do/ it’s his money/ he calls the shots/ the lost days are done/ the bitterness is…


  8. Life Is Just a Film Clip

    adrift in the fetish of excited voices something blinds us stammering stopped & screaming remorse stuck in our throats we have lost all faith in love & have replaced it with venom


  9. And Shove Toward Us

    The light. Or the Darkness. Is there a choice. Or is the choice forced upon you. Mercurial. Having vanished. A full flood of blood lifts itself. Even the most overtly secluded of us can study evil in a small attention’s grace in cups. We are impotent and changed. In an…


  10. Video: Smashing the Silence

    Usually, they are following me. This time, I am following them. With cameras. Three to be exact. We switch roles. They have always followed me if I am organizing. But not this time. I can only write small glimpses of what they do, what they’re about, what being marginal really…


  11. Driving Through a Dream: Post 1

    You don’t know me. I used to be a Smash Street Boy a few years ago. I left because I had an opportunity and a scholarship to attend a flight school. I have been back to Smash Street a few months now. I am helping Tim. Trig and I are…


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