Dagie Brundert

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 Super 8 TriX (black&white) developed in Sugarbeet juice. Live. Just a few snippets here.

Electricity poles without cables in a field, filmed in grainy Super8 aesthetics.

Tempelhof Ex-Airport: me and my Ukulele.

a film by Dagie Brundert

a film by Dagie Brundert

No synopsis available yet.

 Super 8 TriX (black&white) developed in Sugarbeet juice. Live. Just a few snippets here.

Electricity poles without cables in a field, filmed in grainy Super8 aesthetics.

Tempelhof Ex-Airport: me and my Ukulele.

a film by Dagie Brundert

a film by Dagie Brundert

A nonsense film, perhaps. This Super 8 cassette (Kodak Plus-X) lay forgotten in my possession for 15 years until I developed it. That's why the film is so faded, damaged and knackered! (Dagie Brundert)

a film by Dagie Brundert

Flower kissing, habits of butterfly parasites and fun in summer

a film by Dagie Brundert

30 minutes at my favourite street crossing in Los Angeles compressed to 1 minute.

The legendary salad film of mine together with Gabriele Kahnert from 1987 ... My mother at the sink and our fellow students in the pool!

a film by Dagie Brundert

One of the 45 days was different from the others...

a film by Dagie Brundert

Berlin lights in time-speed-machine; the gelatine layer of the film stained red.

a film by Dagie Brundert

a film by Dagie Brundert

a short film by Dagie Brundert

short film by Dagie Brundert

a film by Dagie Brundert

So, now I’ve ended up here. A bump at the tip of England with the prettiest pebbles in the world. Shingle, they call it here. A cottage full of memories and ghosts, perhaps. I’m allowed to stay for two weeks. I have the cottage completely to myself. The nights are cold, but I sleep warm in the big bed made of dark wood, which is like a boat.

Brussels sprouts on Dixie, on a sign, in water birds.

Brother and sister playing in the snow.

Listening to Heino

a film by Dagie Brundert

My fish has three corners, three corners has my fish, and had he not three corners, he would not be my fish!

My fish has three corners, three corners has my fish, and had he not three corners, he would not be my fish!

«Nothing happens actually. But it's pretty exciting.».

a film by Dagie Brundert

Good morning, this is my new accommodation! Directly opposite is a steep mountain. I can't get up there, but I stare at it and ask myself: does it see me too?

a film by Dagie Brundert

a film by Dagie Brundert

 Nature has an insane surplus of beauty and perfection. A flower! Pure fascination, temptation and sex! A mosquito, a fly, a cone snail, a hippo, a cat, a blackbird: brilliantly constructed! Beautiful!

a film by Dagie Brundert

a film by Dagie Brundert

why do boys always throw stones into the sea? I filmed this film (starring my brother and my nephew!) with a double super 8 camera -- ran the film twice through the camera -- double exposure!

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The tough, long winter is finally over and spring is ringing ... the snow turns into water and the energies spurt out. Everything moves. Stupid things get stuck. It's your choice. Or like the French say: ehhh ... boff. Boff! I love that little word! And you should try, if the Boff gets too tight, to find your way out. There is at least one. (Dagie Brundert)

Ode an Juni is a kind of infinite life work shot on Super 8. In 2008, I started to capture June, my ultimately favorite month, in picture and sound. Diary film, Berlin portrait, life excerpt, colorful poem, something like that now every year. There are now 10 odes, all between 16 and 32 minutes long. And there will be more each year as long as there is Super 8. And me.