The Black Ribbon

2015

8 mn

Photografic Film

Photos : Michel Handschumacher

Sound & Music : Bruno Fleutelot

Voice : Pierre Grammont

At last I find myself on the road that encircles this isle.

The accompanying landscape evolves constantly. It stretches out and incites me to write on the black ribbon of this oversized typewriter, a photographic text punctuated by rocks and ice, earth and sky, constantly merging.

Following the narrow yet regular rhythm of the uneven line, I perceive the fragile existence of this unique and circular link, perpetually absorbed by an unattainable infinity. Occasional fleeting glimpses of tarmac melt and mix with the natural elements, sometimes taking a completely new direction and eading to a horizon even further away than the last.

As I traverse these lunar landscapes, they seem to tolerate the black ribbon, that stretches out before me like a long scar, dissolving into the blackness of the lava fields or disappearing under the blinding white snow. Slowly I realise that, surrounded by such powerful natural elements, all presence on the island becomes insignificant.

I suddenly have a strong feeling of eternal beginnings when reaching the end of my journey I find myself returned to my starting point. Oh how I wish I could continue on the road.

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Subtitles : Cathy Lodge

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