No, You.

No, You.
by
Freida Wang

No, You.
by
Freida Wang
Copyright © 2020 Freida Wang
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No, You.
CAST LIST
O..................................Jess Mak
Q..................................Jess Mak
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INT. EMPTY ROOM - DAY
O blinks their eyes open, everything seems to be shrouded by a
haze.
The room is void of traces of human interaction, almost like
nothing has existed here before. The walls clinically blank,
light peeks through a singular window.
The house is silent, empty.
They are alone.

Q wanders for a moment, lingering on a thought that soon
ecapes their mind.
O
Do you ever wonder if it’s as mesmerizing
as they all say?
Q
What is?
O
Everything else.
The two return their gazes back upon the blank wall before them

Q
(Mouth filled to the brim, barely
understandable)
Daydreaming is... (inaudible) I’ve never
even seen (inaudible).... How do we even
know it exists?
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Q
AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Q Stops to take a sharp inhale
Q
AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Q (CONT’D.)
AHHHH-
O
Shush! You’ll wake everyone.

Q
Please, take a seat.
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EXT. EVERYTHING ELSE - DUSK
A storm is brewing in the distance.

O steps outside, proceeding cautiously. They make their best
attempt not to wake anybody.
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Rumbling is heard in the near distance.

The Storm draws near.

Q takes a hesitant sip from the carton of milk. [beat]
After a moment they return to the carton with a desparation.
They rapidly consume its contents, milk dripping down their
face, spilling on to the ground.
They engulf the contents as if they had been starved for years
and nothing could quench the thirst.
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Q grabs a rock and tosses it into the VOID.
The rock doesn’t return.
Moments pass.
Q reaches for another rock and as they lift their arm to throw
the second one... the VOID shouts back in a silent, almost
inaudible whisper

*Acetate

O
You.
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Q
No, you.
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CUT TO: BLACK

Thank you Jess Mak for becoming O/Q
and
Harrison Dolling-Boreham for assisting
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The more I progress through life the more I recognise the vast chaos and entropy
around us and by extension, the uncertainty of navigating our existence.
“No, you.” is a series of photographs that explores navigation of the unknown and
uncertainties of life through a comedic and absurdist lens. I aimed to display this
through following a narrative of a character through a singular day: “day” being
more metaphorical than literal and “character” being a conduit for the expression
of human curiousity. The character of O and Q represents two sides of the same
coin, or essentially the duality of humanity and how we approach existence with a
push and pull of chaos and balance. The text does not always work in congruence
with the images to offer potential intrigue; it leaves the narrative more open ended
for each viewer to interpret differently from their own perspectives.The images
and book format draw inspiration from performance art as well as films, with
discovery at the heart of them. I like to explore themes of the uncanny—I find that
the discomfort evokes deeper thought and questions, allowing viewers to project
personal experiences upon a narrative meant to depict the human experience as a
whole.

Freida Wang is a Chinese born Canadian visual artist whose work explores identity
or lack thereof in human existence through her own perceptions of what it means
to exist. Through an amalgamation of the absurd and uncanny, she attempts to
capture an understanding of existence from her own perspective drawing from
themes of her own experience with culture, gender and sexuality as well as pulling
influence from philosophy and science. Her inspiration comes mainly from film
and movement based performance, hoping to be able to capture the moments
inbetween that accentuate the ephemeral state of being that is existence.