Of all of the optical printer workouts (an instrument, as always, superbly played by the late Sam Bush) towards the end of Stan’s life, the Persians feel like the most overkill - hardly a bad thing, how endlessly invigorating!

The Thing this does in the first 20-odd seconds (a Thing notable enough to warrant capitalization) no longer has the element of surprise that blew me away the first time I saw this, and as such looks ever-so-slightly silly this time around, but it’s still an early highlight of the series.

Remarkably dynamic, with epic highs and lows for a 105 second film - I remain wary of the way it “breathes,” but I guess that’s what makes it so exciting!

Every image ever made speedrun

The camera, like the eye, is no more than a machine that captures light - any baggage you bring to it, buddy, that’s on you

Delightful combination of early 70’s psychedelic abstraction and deranged op art flicker shit, a ton of headache-inducing fun!

Not quite the visceral how-do-you-even-do-that thrill of top-shelf Jordan Belson (the closest point of comparison), but the ways in which this is psychedelic and a little bit corny are more my speed than the ways in which Belson is psychedelic and a little bit corny.

Easily my favorite I’ve seen of Brakhage’s transcendental home movies. Are the other pieces of the cycle this good?!?!?

i love eye myth mondays :)

Blasting the water away until all that’s left is desert and rock. Ding’s sensual assaults are always a delight!

Soundtrack’s a bit one-note, innit? Whole thing is, really, but Sogo plays that note better than anyone, so...