Walking towards the fire. In a ceaseless stream of light, people, landscapes and objects lead us to mysterious regions. French filmmaker Patrick Bokanowski’s work is hard to classify - and all the richer for it. Together with his wife Michèle, whose musique concrète compositions form the basis...
The do-it-yourself film lab Atelier MTK in Grenoble, France is the cradle of the performance group Metamkine, but also for instance of Lafoxe. Etienne Caire and Gaëlle Rouard are the driving forces behind the lab and have developed a 16mm performance with its very own signature. The basic material...
Handmade and uniquely personal, this 16mm film in two parts explores a rural landscape with mythical connotations. First part: prelude. “Darkness, darkness, burning bright In the forests of the night. Vast flowered paths, fresh branches, Groves full of perfumes, birds and whispers, Site often...
The sea foams and bubbles. Gray white bleak everywhere. Chasms and mountains. Water... only water! And nothing to absorb it all! Other shattering shock. Brief look round of the chief. The needle progresses unperturbed. First the sonar! Water Diving and silver in the depths, lift up to the light...
For the cold winter, the pouring rain, the short wavy, the violent storm, the early frost or something like that, if the fall of the leaves is late, if the smoke rises straight, if it falls, if the leaves swirling or if the dust makes the vortex, if the frogs repeated to the swamps their monotonous...
A new leaf. In like a lion, out like a lamb. Rain or shine. The calm before the storm. Mad as a March hare. Out to pasture. Once in a blue moon. April showers, May flowers. Where the wind blows. The wolf at the door. To each his own.
Handmade and unique personal 16mm film in two parts. “Darkness, darkness, burning bright In the forests of the night Vast flowered paths, fresh branches, Groves full of perfumes, birds and whispers, Site often seen again, and always contemplated Wind that gurgles at the bottom of the...
Handmade and unique personal 16mm film in two parts. “Darkness, darkness, burning bright In the forests of the night And the mad impulse of this distraught soul, And that had, the forehead circled in copper, under the moon.”
Brave riders, come forth, you whose eyes shine, to hear a story once more. We see stars there that replace their beautiful deer with boars. But love holds many mysteries, there are those who sometimes kiss beautiful deer in the shadows by the thousands.
