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“The human species thinks in metaphors and learns through stories.” –Mary Catherine Bateson

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” Maya Angelou

“Sometimes reality is too complex. Stories give it form.” –Jean Luc Godard

The land before you holds tales untold. Whose story will you tell? Which paths traversed? What motivations revealed? Where and when in this enigmatic space-time? And the why? The why comes after the story is revealed, a superposition, a many-worlds, a corpus within the universe we each hold.

Interactive storytelling with a return to the empowerment of the  personal fable. Our stories make up the lore that is the Universe, all that is before, all that is to come, the mobius strip of inspiration. In Tales through the Veil, I elevate you to the god of the Veil, the god of stories, the god of meaning, the god of perspective.

And what god does not play?

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I provide a campaign platform if you will, a level borrowed from my table top game adventures and constructed to provide an ideal landscape for the Veil (vale). I include 3d models, printed and sometimes painted, arranged in an initialization phase (I cannot help myself and I always initialize even my most non-linear experiences with a pre-planned seed). These are the distinct elements of the landscape, the ambiguous but varied props for play, and the plethora of character avatars available to the participants. The horizon though is not a transition to clouds and a familiar glowing orb — instead it is a very unique light source, a projection above the vale of the live stream from social media (Instagram) of all posts tagged #talesfromtheveil  and #talesthroughtheveil.

In this way, I invite participants to touch, to manipulate the miniature land and its inhabitants before them. And whether you choose to engage through touch or simply move about, altering your god’s eye view, you may find new stories, surprising tales. It is up to you then if you wish to not only record your findings through static or moving images, but will you share you perspective of the passing events? How often to we find a collection of diverse perspectives, founded in a common world, casting their photonic presence across the very world which they reflect?

It was exciting to see the artifacts of this piece’s installation — so many angles and interactions and paths of the camera-eyed bird that I had never seen, never would have seen. And the play itself, not captured because I never allow it, is a memory I (and others) will not only hold, but which has already seeped into my being, into my stories . . . into all of you now.