Somewhere Between Jalostotitlan and Encarnacion

The bus stopped on the Mexican highway placing us in full view of a young boy motionless on the hot pavement In this film the incident is revealed through a poetic text derived from my written journals The poetry mixes primarily with Mexican streetscapes which compliment the text in a tonal sense Most images are twentyeight seconds long the breath of the 16mm Bolex camera A lone saxophone Mike Callich weaves its way through the narrative blending to make stronger the tomes and accentuations of the images PH