Our Eyes Are Armed
A composition of scenes and sounds in a montage reflecting poetic and musical forms. The camera, a toy, records only in black with a crude plastic lens which softens and distorts pictorial detail, creating ample room for the mind's eye to roam and query, or not, the nature of image, meaning and attachment.
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Nothing on the record yet. The first take opens the floor.