As the people railed against the most obvious acts of dark spoken violence, they missed the black mist that encircled the world. A mist that lay as the cause. Veiled and casting blame on each dramatic symptom …
Singuli nobis resistere videtur, unum, sicut et nos clamamus testimonium quod sumus. Et sicut vocem de secreto per actiones, nostris omni die, ulterius non a conspectu suo. Praeterea, ex experimentum uno eodemque pulsatio. Sed in in mico momento uno non posset Meminisse non sunt anima separata. Et quia nunquam tantum.
‘Gratitude in so many ways is so dramatically missing in the world today. Without gratitude nothing is enough. Look what you have.‘ A film on the nature of gratitude and the appreciation of simple things, set around an experience from the Spanish Civil War.
We level our ire at the world around us. The world with which our opinion so often disagrees. But might our energy be better focused on the experience within our own personal jurisdiction. This was filmed from deep within the experience of a thoughtful life lived through desegregation in Alabama. This film is the epitome of the experience of peace.
This footage is revealing of what is under all Soul Biographies Inner View. Most probably a must for all drawn to the nature of these films. There is a field. This field is the very atmosphere in which I film. It elicits something different in nature. In Dallas, I sat in this field. This time, in front of the camera. And this is what happened.
Might we all have a part to play in the life of another? This film captures the experience of an extraordinary soul. From the holocaust to the delights of the London Underground. Meet Alison. 93. Alive. Very alive.
As time stood itself still, she walked towards the camera as if beckoned by something more powerful than the need to be seen. What happened next was as naked as naked can be. A courageous and utterly beautiful articulation of the sheer weight and terror of depression.
The carer to a partner with a debilitating illness so often carries a vast unseen weight. A weight that can change so much. In the uncontrollable vulnerability of such a journey, one might break wide open. And in such fracture might exist vast questions.
This is about one half of a minute. A young girl articulates one of our greatest yearnings. You may well be compelled to watch it over and over again, until its meaning seeps deep into your bones. Which is where it was always intended to live.
‘… perhaps true beauty is something that draws our attention at second glance, once the judgment of a first glance has realised it’s mistake.’ This is a film about the possibility that exists beyond judgment.