writing this while sitting in washington square park facing the arch, listening to Los Indios Tabajaras and wondering how i got to the point in my life where i get to attend a screening at nyff and see apichatpong and tilda with my own eyes.
there’s a scene near the beginning where jessica first sits in the sound room and watched in awe of hernán’s ability to create music so peacefully. it reminds me how artists and creators are often…