This video emerges from an essay on full-screen blackness for the Indefinite Visions book, and from an evolving sense while I was writing it that perhaps the most efficient way of expressing the protean nature of the black screen would be simply to show it in a constant process of transmutation.
For this reason, on this occasion, I chose to do away with academic voice-over. But nor did I feel that the images alone were enough. So I’ve settled on a middle way: the video takes the form of a letter from an unknown editor, written in response to the wide-eyed but world-weary Samsor Krasna in Chris Marker’s Sans Soleil.
Beyond this, I hope the black can speak for itself.