WALDEN
“And now, dear viewer, as you sit and as you watch and as the life outside in the streets is still rushing… maybe a little bit slower, but still rushing, from inertia… just watch these images. Nothing much happens. The images go, no tragedy, no drama, no suspense. Just images, for myself, and for a few others. One doesn’t have to watch, one doesn’t. But if one feels so, one can just sit and watch, these images… which, I figure, as life will continue, won’t be here very long. There won’t be small, peaceful cities on the shores of oceans, there won’t be. No boats in the morning, and maybe not even trees, nor flowers, at least not in such abundance. This is Walden, this is Walden, what you see…
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… we fooled around in the park, shot some more, and then I got tired of it all and I started shooting just for myself. That’s what cinema is, single frames. Frames. Cinema is between the frames. Cinema is… Light… Movement… Sun… Light… Heart beating… Breathing… Light… Frames…”
- Jonas Mekas, from Diaries, Notes and Sketches (also known as Walden)
