Many times in cinema the decisive moment takes place in a blink of an eye. A few seconds. Time enough for beauty to install itself. Clouds are the natural shutter.
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Within seconds, a cloud crosses a field of daisies. The spring image is startled by the passage of darkness. So brief, so fleeting, so insignificant. It is in this passage that a 16mm poem is formed. (Margarida Moz)
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Within seconds, a cloud crosses a field of daisies. The spring image is startled by the passage of darkness. So brief, so fleeting, so insignificant. It is in this passage that a 16mm poem is formed. (Margarida Moz)
