grit and gravel
pavement and power lines
spruce and pine
ghost lines just whim
eyebrows, rubbed by frustration
my footprint a blemish
tear drops in the forecast
my shadow moves with me
i put a blanket on it
cuddles with the nocturnal
filling in the gaps
crayons and protocols
right time right place right light right angle
a stop animation film, inspired by street culture and human remnants.
rats get stitches
Much like the movement of bodies of water, the overwhelming volume of experience and space leave us connected with the past, present and future.
September 15, 2012 in All posts
Tagged amy vaillancourt, Dan, dirt road, flat tire, Listpoem, reserve, sculls, sharp rocks, siobhan, van
Posted in All posts, Montreal, Nyx and Wren
Tagged 2012, 35mm, amy vaillancourt, fence hopping, Listpoem, montreal, mountain pool, nyx, spring, wren
some salvaged flesh of a dead laptop.
some scraps on the floor.
some skin in twisted shards.
and stray cats
to the monsters who get away.