Le Berceau de cristal

Where is the cradle of the crystal, where does it originate and what does the minimalist art crystal want to be? In the darkness of depth, in the loneliness of time, which stops in the darkness and surrenders the place to the desperation of closed self, to the self-crystallizing inner, which takes a long, long time to crystallize, but eventually the poet, director, and viewer will find what they are looking for. There may not be many crystals, but that makes them all the more valuable, and all the more the art film wants to be like it - rare, shining from the mass of shapeless rocks around it, only occasionally appearing in its brilliant beauty: like occasional music in the midst of silence, like illuminated faces in the midst of darkness, like poetry in the midst of silence, like paintings against the backdrop of emptiness. (19.08.2018)