received an email with a video art-piece that kept my constant focus;
through glazed eyes with a myriad of tears on the moving images of my
laptop’s monitor. “Forget me not, as my tether is clipped.” By Artist
Zachary Fabri is a short black and white Art piece that should be viewed
by all, missing its beauty would be tragic. I realise that sounds a tad
dramatic however, in case such as this one it is COMPLETELY warranted!
this short and poignant video, Zachary’s face adorned with his
eagle-eye expression as he proceeds to, knot-after-knot multi-coloured
grey hued helium filled balloons. I can only imagine being; pink, blue,
yellow, white or green colours cast to grey as the film captures one
bonded bunch at a time to the ends of each individual dreadlock nearly
reaching the length of our deeply abused Mother Earth. The Harlem air
tenacious, holding the balloons with strong clear hands reaching around,
pulling and whirling while Zachary remains the stationary statue.
Repeating the same meaningful ritual until all balloons are tied to
their respective tether.
simply categorize this piece as Art is to say the very least! My
interpretation of this piece is a statement of life, comprehension and
empathy towards our fellow man.
am beyond obsessed with the concept of time, measurement and the
meaning it brings, to not only ourselves but also to the rest of the
world. This is where the correlation comes in to play – measurement of
hair, time and sacrifice. Something we as human beings should be a
little more thoughtful of in our daily lives – a topic I know, myself,
have take for granted from time-to-time.
One scene strikes a chord with my marrow; with all of the balloons tied to tips of their tethers, the gravity
extremely evident. We as a society carry an immense amount of weight in
our spirit. How much of it is really spent on something worthwhile with
a strong message such as Zachary’s piece. The careful steps Zachary
takes to climb the chair, balance himself, standing tall, to prepare his
body to leap, ensuring the balloons fate of lifting. I will never
assume that I know how anyone, of any culture, would feel about a
specific event or person but I do comprehend this, for us as a society
to really move forward with change, we must acknowledge the past. Think
about, how long it took Zachary to grow his hair in the first place,
then use an important forum to emancipate it all from his being? This is
a human being whose work gives us pause to really focus on the
importance of gratitude; a new born baby, finding the great love of your
life, a strangers smile that saved your life all instances that take
their time and place in our history. We all have one, what is yours? How
will you pay tribute to your own personal trials and sacrifice? There
really is illumination in the darkness, if you don’t believe me please
look into Zachary’s work and the message of enlightenment he brings
through his Art!