The Cherry Cherry Chainletter
1,2,3 This Is Me
Wynne Ryan (Greenwood)
This is about connections. faulty wiring. what to fix. what to say. finding holes of truth in our lives & constructing something that’s real. a lot of this movie is true. it’s my life. it’s what I sound like on the phone… a lot of it is made up because I never really could make the call.
My films are about women in particular and about the medium of film itself.
I was born in New Kensington, PA in 1956.
Amey (Amy) Kazymerchyk
My head is spinning with ideas and colors and there’s not enough time or space to explode into 10 million images or to feel the highs and lows of every emotion. But I’ll bust my ass trying.
This didn’t print from my head to the film the way I wanted it. I could make hundreds of movies that trace the life of junk.
How the Miracle of Masturbation Saved Me From Becoming a Teenage Space Alien
It’s a fantasy of what I wish I had learned at 14 instead of struggling all my teen years to figure out. I tried to really find the origins of my teenage discomfort and unravel them to see how I came to resolve myself to being comfortable, outspoken, and sexually self-sufficient.
Bad To The Bone
It’s corny, but that’s the way I made it.
This Red Envelope
Based on a short story that I wrote. You could say it’s about stumbling across an old letter, or some old feelings, that maybe changed your life back then and has a lot to do with where you are now, and then deciding how that plays out for you today. Or you could say it’s about something else. It’s very angsty and I was shocked. I took myself seriously and it felt good.
The Program Release
So, here’s my film The Program Release. It was shot on Super 8.
To My Mother, My Muse, My Memory
Through this video, I express some of my frustrations in trying to tap into far away memories, ancient memories that sleep in our subconscious, and both the vulnerability and the power that may be involved in the recollection of these memories.
Queen Nelora and the Fantastic Courting Yard
I use flying as a metaphor. Everything’s based on actual events.