Video Data Bank is proud to represent the extensive video catalogs of renowned moving image makers George and Mike Kuchar.
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Film festivals are in progress as this video takes the viewer from the autumn rich colors of a Washington State movie event to the Virginia countryside of flaming, October foliage.

George Kuchar

Queen Conga

2006 | 00:38:50

This black and white drama of romance, adventure and outer space intervention was mounted at the San Francisco Art Institute.

A collection of literary and visual art is exhibited in the home of a noted author who displays great hospitality to the horrors and kinks of artistic expression.

Mike Kuchar

Ephemeral Seizure

2009 | 00:15:00

Playwright and performance artist Marc Arthur paves a color-saturated path from 'awake consciousness' to sleeping 'dreamscape'.

Mike Kuchar

High Rising

2011 | 00:04:06

Rock and ice soar among the clouds.

-- Mike Kuchar

The sun pretty much shines throughout this romp back East as waves crash against a land of plenty while the residents bathe in its nutritional offshoots.

A series of portraits either stroked on canvas or snapped on photo emulsions becomes the theme of this travelette as the viewer relives the visions that confronted me during a hop and skip excursion over state lines and bodily curvatures.

George Kuchar

Water Sports

2007 | 00:10:00

A trip to the Marin headlands at the Golden Gate of San Francisco Bay headlines this video diary. The viewer gets to eves and eye drop on various verbal and real time activities that are of a wet nature now and then.

This is the final part of a trilogy about the tribulations of Sherri Frankenstein (at least I think it's the last of these atrocities).

This East Coast travelogue documents my journey from New York City to Boston as several screenings plunge me into a maelstrom of social excess and tummy filling delights.  You too can digest this banquet of artists, poets and movie-makers as this…

Mike Kuchar

RatNest

2014 | 00:20:00

On the horizon, beyond their reach lies the shores of Poetry, and beneath their feet the chaos of Hell!

From the crashing waves of a wintry Pacific to the haunted vestibules of a Bay Area mansion, allow entry to this motley crew of ravished revelers who bring their choppers down on an assortment of improvised bon-bons.