Vanessa O'Neill

‘An idea of white’, according to the rather cryptic description.

Uncle Jonny is the best mate of a 7 year old who is daydreaming during class.

Impressions and presences evoked by hand-worked glimpses, lit moments.

The film layers a toned and black and white reel creating subtle shifts of hue and tone of abstracted seascape.

Breath in response to the colors of air, an emergence to the moving light within.

To move among stones. A rendering of the transformation of place as suggested in the weathering of rock in its expanses and fissured depths. Erosion evidencing the slow mark of time and a sense of its passage.

‘An idea of white’, according to the rather cryptic description.

Impressions and presences evoked by hand-worked glimpses, lit moments.

The film layers a toned and black and white reel creating subtle shifts of hue and tone of abstracted seascape.

Breath in response to the colors of air, an emergence to the moving light within.

To move among stones. A rendering of the transformation of place as suggested in the weathering of rock in its expanses and fissured depths. Erosion evidencing the slow mark of time and a sense of its passage.

This is the first in a series of films ostensibly investigating the aesthetics of harnessing/control and the resultant opportunities for reflection. We endeavor to keep present our physical selves, as we slowly succumb to the screen’s dissociative veil.