A Mandarin fused surface of lense probes as Judge Dee…observer to all things…where a cast becocmes movement. As past and present visit beauty, energy, blood spatter across “Now…”iontellect and a twinning of a real love”..progress a timeline. That vessle, placed in a reveal…non interpratative to the viewer….become change.
This observer…gently invited to spaces made real via hues of language and non-language (backdrop)…hence a spectrum to our shared future.
This is not the synergy of one’s eye, critical to half amputated multiples of limb. Nor automatic pistola, screaming knife slice….though present.
More of a mirror and prism of what factually occured..first obscure but told in the instance, the known place of young woman, young man. ]
When the complementing tale of two, robust and mature voices…men…tell of reckless youth..the invitation to gage self is a glove thrown down. Within that careful view, the same care is shown to a body bag..and resplendant cleavage and closing of life lifted from gore…abiet unrequited and wistful in love. All can be predicted to a guarded hope to a larger ..fufilling place. Thrilled, because that is true to what we humans do….even as we hope, complain, devour, drive, jump and run…the backdrop of where wer are in space and time is made whole.
That viewer, caring and hoping for the best of things…and love…can partake of the lesson via sheer artistry. Quite simply..so well done indeed. We have in fact come to care.
McGary
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