This weekend we watched The Devil and Daniel Johnston. So beautiful and sad, inspirational and dark- truly amazing. I am a huge fan of Daniel's music and art. I was particularly struck by the moment of relational printmaking discussed in the film. Early in his music career, Daniel was distributing a lot of cassette tapes of his music, and since he had no dubbing capabilities, he would record the same songs onto each tape, each time.
They would be variable tape editions made for each listener, but not personalized- just made again. There is something so fascinating about the compulsion, the repetition, the multiplicity. Originals, copies, multiples, auras by Daniel Johnston, troubled genius.
