In what was my third visit to La Havana and initially a trip commissioned to experimentally register the making of a public sculpture, I found myself walking while waiting. Waiting, together with the main artists, to know if the making of the piece would even take place while some permits were on hold. Uncertainty and my limited time there, a little over a month, uncoupled the works. I found myself walking, revisiting, but also filming. Filming mostly the neighborhood in which we stayed: El Vedado - Calle 9 between L and J, Parque de los suspiros… Ascending and descending numbers and letters, bumping and u-turning at the Malecon, Alemendares River, or Zapata. My own sort of Magna Doodle* drawing with the district. Doubling paths again and again, each time with new play… asked to record a race, a domino game, a dance made up of some local gestures a friend taught me. Doubling paths with faces, sites, trees, cats that would start to become familiar. Doubling paths with my own memories of having been there as a child, as a teen… Coppelia again and again, eat ice cream, sit in the park, now with wifi. It is and it isn’t a film of Havana; somehow it can and can’t be a film of Havana, in the same way a stroll is and isn’t just walking.
post production:
ATELIER 105
2 PRINTS IN DISTRIBUTION
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distribution format |
DCP on server (INTEROP 2K) |
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screen |
1,33 - Silent (single screen) |
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speed |
24 fps |
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sound |
silent |
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rental fee |
52,00 € |
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distribution format |
Digital file on server (2K) |
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screen |
1,33 - Silent (single screen) |
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speed |
24 fps |
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sound |
silent |
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rental fee |
52,00 € |
