A film fable so structured that all alchemical searchings are clearly filmwise (gold being discovered cinematically in each sequence ot mixed black-and-white and color) so that when the drama-discovery is actually made, it acts as a deliberate anti-climax of aesthetic… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
Imagine an eye unruled by man-made laws of perspective, an eye unprejudiced by compositional logic, an eye which does not respond to the name… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
It is just seeing-it is a very simple word-and to be a visionary is to be a seer. The problem is that most people… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
If only, then, I had been more living out of the present--such a beautiful word...present. The sense of it being, now to me, more… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
How many colors are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of 'Green'? — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
Artists are mostly shits of the worst order. You wouldn't want one living next door to you. Think about it: Vincent Van Gogh living… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
Imagine a world alive with incomprehensible objects, and shimmering with an endless variety of movement and innumerable gradations of colour. Imagine a world before… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
Imagine an eye unruled by man-made laws of perspective, an eye unprejudiced by compositional logic, an eye which does not respond to the name… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
I've always believed film is most close to music of all the other arts. — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
I was struggling against the flypaper of other arts harnessing film to their own usages, which means essentially as a recording device or within… — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
What a moth might see from birth to death if black were white and white were black, — Stan Brakhage Copy Share Image
