Another short animation study consisting of absurd actions that provide me with an excuse to build a sound track.
The background in this one is a portion of a photo I took in Tillamook, Oregon several years ago. It had rained just before we got there. Everything was wet and clean. The downtown area had several blank spaces on the street where a large building had been completely removed except for its concrete floors and sometimes a bit of perimeter foundation. Its old neighbors, unharmed, remain standing with their usually inaccessible exterior walls bared for all to see.
I am immediately in a state of ecstasy when I see walls like these. They are visual poetry, perfect abstract expressionism. Dada excellence. I could have stayed there all day.