This is a snippet from a larger documentary-images from a day of studio visits, with artists showing their work in their own spaces, back-to-back. The experience left an impression on me that's hard to describe, truly indescribable. Only poetry and meditations have come from it. After a full day of filming, I was exhausted, as I hadn't slept much in the city the night before. The entire experience felt like living in a dream, reminiscent of my childhood spent around artists and in my father’s studio.
Little things resonated with me, but also big things-the total remembering of the meaning of the arts. I couldn't help but think of the willpower of artists to create their works. It felt like...