Happy birthday, Snow-flake

Indiscriminate thoughts on November 20th, 2005 by escargot

I stood awake longer than I was supposed to be. In fact, I usually do it, in front of the monitor watching things I won’t remember but most likely just on my bed, spectating the greenish light from my lamp becoming weaker and weaker as it travels through the rough wall.
Well, this night (17.11) I welcomed the first flakes hitting my window. Though this killed all the magic of the event, since it and its thugs warned us all.
(… and I keep pushing the day marker forward)

Anyway, I’m thinking about a short flick. But as I think ahead, I suppose are only motivations, inspirations, which are ok, but I want them to grow up. I want noise, tunes, black and white, frame by frame’s, black corners, gestures, dances, unnatural conditions, cannibalize principles and don’t forge nothing instead… and I won’t fall into movements. That would only diminish the task.

Goodnight.