Hiding underneath his meticulously cluttered desk covered in piles of books sits the frozen mysterious mosaic-eyed man in an old tattered brown and yellow plaid suit. His thick salt and pepper hair shaggy and mussed, his face unshaven and his demeanor disheveled, his name is Jonathan Harnisch, thinking beyond the rabbit hole of the box the box disappears and revealed is the die-hard artist in me not influenced by considerations of personal advantages in the business of art just art and so because of its long running-time and the inclusion of footage which MoMA censors would likely find questionable a fragment of my latest expressionist epic science-fiction film “Plow” from the acid tripping dailies of my current Harnisch Film production. facebook.com/harnischfilm

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