It’s been a while since we’ve talked about The rivers. Well, nothing’s happening the way I envisioned it. I’m on to something here more complex than I expected, which took more time, more assimilation. which moves at its own pace. his flow … and I have no choice but to carry this through.<\/p>\n
last summer, I thought it was finished, all I had to do was put the finishing touches on everything, but 2 weeks before the “end”, I looked to the screen and said to the film editor “it just doesn’t work, no?” and we just stopped within the hour, completely exhausted but quite certain: no, it didn’t work. I had to wait, forget my images, refocus, do not “want” anything. pffff, it’s not one of the things I do best\u2026 6 fallow months, and it comes back.<\/p>\n
I always carry a tale that I found in Osho’s book, Silence. it’s the story of a river. Which flows to her destiny. the sea.<\/p>\n
but one day she faces a desert. tries to circumvent (in front, on the left, on the right) but it\u2019s to no avail. She tires gradually. and no one knows what has become of her.<\/p>\n
we simply hope she accepted her own death. because in death there is also a liberation. and therefore a resurgence. We hope she understood that sometimes you shouldn\u2019t fight, waste our time or lose a drop but just prefer evaporation than dry up.<\/p>\n
river, die. agree to become a cloud. and maybe. maybe. You would be able to join the sea. This is what I simply wish you!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It’s been a while since we’ve talked about The rivers. Well, nothing’s happening the way I envisioned it. I’m on to something here more complex than I expected, which took more time, more assimilation. which moves at its own pace. his flow … and I have no choice but to carry this through. last summer, … Continue reading The Rivers<\/span>