| Summary: | Break out the cinema like the waves make embracing itself in one violence with the stone. Film
as undulating surface, unlimit-membrane passage between the sonorities and visualities. A refrain-image as procedure that feeds the nomadic land of our mecanosphere in catastrophe. The
waves, its oceanic depth, which makes explode the eye, cinema no more an optical gesture, but a
tactile – handmade cinema. Hands like waves moving on the celluloid, cinema that paints itself in
every gesture, in every frame. Variations of a waves-machine, image as vibratile field of experimentation, metallizing matter between milieux. Waves that precipitate itself into sound, into spotcolor as small and large refrain. Jellyfish-image. No man’s land, No human’s land. Anonymous and
anomalous, unnamed, only make vary The Waves, Waves that connect the sound of the whale with
the one of the comets. Waves, that dry itself having sex with the sand, molecularizing everything
and becoming imperceptible in the cosmic dust. Waves that ruin the man’s house. They corrode
everything overflowing and being immanent. Cosmopolitics of the image, waves state in the plastic matter of expression. Waves-image, that devours the edge of the world.
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