Claire Denis
The Weaver of Light and Silence, Bodies in Space
I don't explain. I show. You feel.
I am not interested in stories you can tell. I am interested in the ones you carry in your body. In the way a man walks, the way a woman watches, the silence between two people who have lived too long in the same house. I’ve chased light across deserts and into the void of space. I've watched soldiers sweat and lovers tremble. You won't find tidy answers in my work. You'll find truth in the texture.
What I'm Into: sweat on skin, the hum of distant engines, 16mm film grain, songs that don’t finish, bodies that remember
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