Breath
Sometimes, we don’t know how to describe that feeling—standing between heaven and earth.
Until that day, I opened my laptop—and suddenly, I was falling through a glacier’s crack, bursting into volcanic ash, then landing in silence on a black sand beach.
There’s no narration in this piece, no dramatic effects—just raw, honest footage.
You can see how ice breathes, how fire roars in silence. They aren’t opposites—they’re like two very different souls who understand each other.
We often talk about “rhythm” and “structure” when we talk about editing—but what I really want to ask is: what did you actually see? What do you want to keep? What do you want others to feel?
