grain, emulsion
Saw Jennifer Reeves' The Time We Killed yesterday at the Whitney.
It made me want to make films; it made me want to write; it made me want to look up at the world from a childs' gaze, notice the rhythm of trains, the tremble of hands, tell the truth...
It made me want to make films; it made me want to write; it made me want to look up at the world from a childs' gaze, notice the rhythm of trains, the tremble of hands, tell the truth...
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