A cinematic metaphor, conceived as part of a compilation of films on AIDS, this is an emotional translation of the disease. The juxtaposition of music and images creates conflicts involving elements that, taken separately, would appear insignificant. Produced within the framework of SI FILM DA. (LightCone)

The film was shoot as a single S.8 roll in iris garden of the Casa Maure, and in a field of Normandy. The light filtering through the petals,[ which act as a sort of screen,] both illuminate matter and reveal the structure of the plant. In the first part of the work was shoot mostly in macro, so prepulsing ones vision, into the luminous mouleclus that make up living things. A sort of bees eye view of the world. Gradualy the spacialisation changes to one of an open landscape, and a field of buttercups. Beyond the vision of flowers and vegatation the work is a meditation on our place in the structure of the cosmos and order of things. Do we have a macro vision of our self and context, are we mircroscope, with an incomplete view and as ephemeral as a petal.

Paysage Natal is a confrontation between a film-maker and the country where he was born. It is also a way of recording with the camera as much information (psychological / emotional) on places once familiar, without contracting a "diary".

The projected image is constructed from deteriorated colour film (old loops from the the installation Little Girl), the agitated rhythm of the movements of colour and form underscore the movement of the spectator and the rapid eye movement. To renforce the movement the film was edited in a series of mirco-loops, similar material was assembled to create a sense of progresssion and familiarity with the image, brief passages of figurative material were kept as a sort of visual conterpoint to the flow of the abstract colour sections. This duality of material seems to change the speed of the images we percieve a double dynamic dynamics produced within the same material.

Home movie of the last days of the summer of 2006 and the last days of Kodachrome 40. In the tradition of home movies and diary films.