Forgive me for taking so much time in making a film of your beautiful song. You shared your song with me in its infancy and infiniteness, and without a title. Yet, it was clear to me, on first listening, that it was about your daughter.
In making this film I have gone by f e e l [such a small word for all that matters]
I am tired of academic attempts to study FEEL [the absurd doctrinised attempts to ‘legitimatise’ what we feel seems not just top-down but also back-to-front]
I sing what I feel [wunderkammer]:
