Whispering Leaves
Nos Pluers
Les Anges aiment nos pleurs,
De cette rosee avides;
Parfois nous sommes des luers
De par nos joues humides
En partant ils sechent d\'un coup
D\'aile notre figure,
Sans jamais la voir si pure,
Deja loin de nous...
Les Anges aiment nos pleurs,
De cette rosee avides;
Parfois nous sommes des luers
De par nos joues humides
En partant ils sechent d\'un coup
D\'aile notre figure,
Sans jamais la voir si pure,
Deja loin de nous...
Rainer Maria Rilke
Screenings
Videotapeta - Velenje, Slovenia
KargART - Istanbul, Turkey
Velenje Cultural Center - Velenje, Slovenia
Whispering Leaves gives an alternative visual representation of Nilakantha and his daughter Lakme\'s
sacred Brahman garden. Lakme\'s sadness and death, and the tears of both she and her father are found
fallen upon the leaves in the last video clip, and in the words of Rilke\'s Nos Pluer.
sacred Brahman garden. Lakme\'s sadness and death, and the tears of both she and her father are found
fallen upon the leaves in the last video clip, and in the words of Rilke\'s Nos Pluer.
Technical Information
Running Time: 9 minutes 3 seconds
Original Format: DV 8mm
Installation/Projection/Viewing Format: DVD - NTSC - RO
Sound: Stereo
Color
Installation/Projection/Viewing Format: DVD - NTSC - RO
Sound: Stereo
Color
Screenings
Videotapeta - Velenje, Slovenia
KargART - Istanbul, Turkey
Velenje Cultural Center - Velenje, Slovenia