Streaming lights flow out from the projection booth (dust motes notwithstanding), becoming universal dreams from the unconscious uncoiled collective multiple us, slouched low in the theatre seats.
“…sway and stay and even say what can never be said, during the light of day.” Masterful lyrics noir. The art pairing is appropriately complex. Thank you, Russell.
Thanks Alisa and Franco.
“…sway and stay and even say what can never be said, during the light of day.” Masterful lyrics noir. The art pairing is appropriately complex. Thank you, Russell.