“I saw her kiss him,” said Susan.
“I see the beetle,” said Susan. “It is black, I see; it is green, I see;
I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away;
you rise up higher, with words and words in phrases.”
2005; 4’48”; mini-DV;
images: collaboration with Carolyn Chen
text: Virginia Woolf, The Waves
screenings: Foothill Video Festival, Los Altos, CA, April 2005; Poto Festival 2005, Grass Valley, CA