Robin Hill

A diary film, recording the summer weeks I spent with Robin Hill at her cousin’s house in Vermont where she’d been hired as a baby-sitter.

This is a record of a summer I spent in Columbia Maryland using film magic to make a bat kite come alive and filming Lucy and Robin at a fairly typical moment, dancing to Bob Dylan’s “Apple Suckling Tree.”

The Earth is warmed by the Sun, then cooled by the Moon. A Horse is rounding the corner.