Passage Upon the Plume
Fern Silva | U.S. | 2011 | 6m 46s
“Those who go thither, they return not again.”
Plumes dust the arid land, east to west, shapeshifting as they lift in ascension. Something lowers. An ark ran aground where revolution took root: ropes raise stones in baskets. Hearts heavier and lighter than the feather, permitted passage. Tethered or freed, resting from life or dawning anew.—Charity Coleman
Screens as part of Looking Through a Glass Onion.