‘ … Doña Chona seems tired but she isn’t frightened. And by frightened I mean the frightened you see deep in the eyes of most human beings. A frightened that hides itself well. A frightened that quietly shouts its assumption of isolation, and of loneliness.’
I have remade this film which was screened only once. Last year. It was the first time I ever recorded my voice. And came after translating the most subtle of experiences. An experience which led me to realise how easily missed life can be.
I look forward to Monday. As always. See you then.
I am working on the next film, shot in San Francisco during the Summer.
It is challenging. I remember our time together well, the subject & I that is. But quite what the conversation means underneath the words we spoke I am still working out.
So I picked up my guitar and recorded the background (track 33), as I listened to the conversation. It helped. Now I can see the outline shape of the film. The words are yet to come. If I push it, I stand the danger of ending up with a clever film. So I won’t. What use is a clever film?
I imagine the film will be ready for 15th September. A Monday morning. The film alert will let you know.
PLAY TRACK 33
‘ … Doña Chona seems tired but she isn’t frightened. And by frightened I mean the frightened you see deep in the eyes of most human beings. A frightened that hides itself well. A frightened that quietly shouts its assumption of isolation, and of loneliness.’
