My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far beyond the road I have begun,
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has an inner light, even from a distance-
and changes us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave…
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.
– ‘A Walk’ by Rainer Maria Rilke
I SAW THE MARKS THEY MADE AND THE WIND WAS BLOWING
4K Video, Color, Sound, TRT: 14:08
Collaboration with Janaye Brown
Commissioned by Ballroom Marfa