sunday + ladybugs = short movie
Excerpts from Italo Calvino’s Six Memos for the Next Millennium.
We might say that throughout the centuries two opposite tendencies have competed in literature: one tries to make language into a weightless element that hovers above things like a cloud or better, perhaps, the finest dust, or better still, a field of magnetic impulses. The other tries to give language the weight, density and concreteness of things, bodies and sensations.
Dissolve the concreteness of tangible experience in line of measured rhythm- syllable by syllable, as if thought were darting out of darkness in swift lightning flashes.