Terrace 492004

Images of impending disaster- slamming doors, a truck careening down a hill, and a frayed, almost snapping, elevator rope collide with the repeated image of a woman - body, cycling toward ephemerality as the woman disappears into the texture of the film itself. In my recent films, I have been exploring the possibilities found in merging video texture with film, creating a lush, disorienting, ambiguous film space, and an atmosphere a temporal suspension. In Terrace 49, I further break up this space, dividing the film frame into shards, as fractured as memory and as fragile as glass.