Look at this wind! He is a playful giant and blows these leaves like they are his little toys. Do they trust him? Or are they just naive?
Filmed outside my dorm in Vermont.
In my world my hands are incessantly restless and itching to touch and manipulate physical objects, to luxuriate my senses with shapes and colors and forms. Here is a window to that world.
this song came to mind when I saw your escaping leaves: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MWwEWnfq04U
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