Rendering 10

The article published on the website nytimes.com is headlined Almost 80, He Continues the Ruckus.The article carries a lot of comments on  Mr. Jacobs, an aspiring painter who turned to film to make action art by other means, is a master of controlled yet ecstatic, visual cacophony.
In addition the author of the article mentions that  his four-part “Joys of Waiting for the Broadway Bus,” which had its premiere this month at the Modern, is a perceptual ruckus created from time-exposed, digitally enhanced 3-D slides; the nighttime street is transformed into a dynamic tapestry of light streaks and reflections that, floating in space, are at once transparent and eerily solid.
In this connection it’s worthwhile mentioning that  it’s an understatement to say that, given his accomplishments, Mr. Jacobs is not nearly as well known as he should be — although having known him well for over 40 years, as a student and as a friend, I’m most comfortable referring to him as Ken: born in Williamsburg when the neighborhood was a Yiddish-speaking Jewish slum rather than a hipster haven, Ken talks like a son of Brooklyn and looks like a cousin to the Marx Brothers: indeed, he cast himself as Chico in “The Sky Socialist,” his phantasmagorical ode to the Brooklyn Bridge: a feature-length movie, “The Sky Socialist” was shot in eight millimeter in the mid-1960s, toward the end of Ken’s underground period (as opposed to his later, more formalist films) and, like much of his work, celebrates his hometown.
Speaking of this situation it is also interesting to note that everything is grist for the Ken Jacobs mill: among the most impressive aspects of his teaching was the range of his interests; the last time I visited him he pressed a homemade DVD into my hand with the words “your students will love it.” (It was the 1938 version of “Pygmalion,” and that love remains to be seen.)
The author concludes the article by Ken's answer :  As a student, I (the author) once asked why anybody should even bother making art in the face of certain destruction. He (Ken) shook my shoulders, stared into my face and said, “Because there has to be something there to be destroyed!” Mellower now but still feisty, productive and cheerfully apocalyptic, Professor Jacobs is making sure that there will be.
As for me I think that there are artists who burn out at 30 and I'm am happy that there are people among us who in their 80's are still want to create something new.