Everything is Melting In Nature
While shooting Jack and I tried not to romanticize the relationship between nature and the female body. The watery world above represents a film idea we were drawn to - perhaps seduced by - but hesitated to include in our film because of its romantic, painterly associations.
I’ve always found unsettling the trope that women are more connected to nature, more “natural” than men. Whoever believes this also tends to associate benevolence and nurturing with the natural world.
For me, nature contains a vast range of qualities, some frightening, most beyond human characterization. Camille Paglia attempts it: “Everything is melting in nature. We think we see objects, but our eyes are slow and partial. An apple tree laden with fruit: how peaceful, how picturesque! But remove the rosy filter of humanism from our gaze and look again. See nature spuming and frothing, its mad spermatic bubbles endlessly spilling out and smashing in an inhuman round of waste, rot, and carnage.”
Jack and I wanted to look at the female body in nature without sentimentality. We crafted an androgyny in our film - a sort of sui generis - while questioning any inclinations toward easy beauty. We sought to integrate the dancers into the landscape without pretending they could merge with it: a delicate balance.