Ocean Sea

Every morning for 8 weeks I walked up to the beach,
right after high tide had ended.
The beach would be full of all sorts of fish dying.

I would run and pick them up and try to toss them back into a sea that didnt want them anymore.It was a exercise in futility, and in the larger picture a bit morbid as well, but it made me feel good and alive and young.

There are moments when the sea is extraordinarily beautiful.

The day you came looking for me, i was at the beach, saving the fish before they died of lack of water.


I feel your abscense in more than one way. For one thing no one wakes me up in the mornings.

Video Info:

RAN | Short | 1min 33 sec | Silent | 2010 [HQ]

Non Commercial |

Music: Max Richter (copyright 2008 Bridgit Folman Film
Gang)
Image Courtesy: London Film Productions( The Third Man, 1949) | Argos
Films (Hiroshima mon amour, 1959) | New Line Cinema (Punch Drunk Love,
2002)

Passport Size

" He is eyeballing me!

Would you please ask him to stop!" said the purple people eater.

" Who?" - I asked.

" A man from a passport size photograph", said he.

Our Lady Of Regrets I

Not for a second...

Never really ever,

I didn't meant it at all...

I hope you are attending

the open mind night tonight.