Kent Long

Always welcoming a visit to the coast, images and sounds were gathered at Red Rock, Ocean and Pacifica beaches and then sent through the generations. Artifacts are introduced and amplified in the process. Spending time with Woolf as the waves crash on the shore, appreciating her sense of scale.

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.

Always welcoming a visit to the coast, images and sounds were gathered at Red Rock, Ocean and Pacifica beaches and then sent through the generations. Artifacts are introduced and amplified in the process. Spending time with Woolf as the waves crash on the shore, appreciating her sense of scale.

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.