You’re dancing on me
said the cosmic dragon, the galactic surface of all we can see.
So fucking what? she said.
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You’re dancing on me
said the cosmic dragon, the galactic surface of all we can see.
So fucking what? she said.
“Our white rectangle is not “nothing at all.” In fact, it is, in the end, all we have. That is one of the limits of the art of film.”
Hollis Frampton | “A Lecture”