I'm sooooo glad to have persevered in finding this in good quality online!
I may be biased, as I have a deep obsession with the intertwining themes of art and faith. But creation truly is a religion. As a reflection of God, the creator breathes life into something from nothing and as humans, we collectively strive, so desperately, to make sense of our existence, particularly through art. Yet this relationship is one we ourselves fundamentally misunderstand, and that misunderstanding wounds us.
Here, we are trapped between the motion of the camera and the violent, deafening sounds that force us to bear witness to the murder of the film roll, which ultimately becomes the murder of the angel, the murder of the creator himself.
I'm sooooo glad to have persevered in finding this in good quality online!
I may be biased, as I have a deep obsession with the intertwining themes of art and faith. But creation truly is a religion. As a reflection of God, the creator breathes life into something from nothing and as humans, we collectively strive, so desperately, to make sense of our existence, particularly through art. Yet this relationship is one we ourselves fundamentally misunderstand, and that misunderstanding wounds us.
Here, we are trapped between the motion of the camera and the violent, deafening sounds that force us to bear witness to the murder of the film roll, which ultimately becomes the murder of the angel, the murder of the creator himself.
