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Society of the Snow 2023
Rawness of emotion coincides with that crisp white snow. Hand in hand they roll through the vast, unending landscape tumbling over peaks, ridges, albinos plains where the only sounds are the roar of the wind and the bite of the night. The duo toil, and when cold has become the people, frosted my screen, a bird sings.
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Wings of Desire 1987
Wings of desire. An angel gifted mortality. Thoughts that tumble and spin out of heads whirring like windup toys. Thoughts that only come from being alive. Surrounding us, everyone, like those little nations spouting their national news. What a gift to be able to broadcast. Colour and the sound of the street, the hum of the city, as vibrant as when you were a child. Beauty in life, beauty in death, beauty in the shape of a woman's silhouette as the crowd holds its breath and the orchestra pursues a crescendo.
I breathe it in; “as if inside my body a hand was softly tightening”.
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