Back in the daily thrust of self-check-out lanes and EZPass lanes and passing lanes, my photographs alone seem so extensive. My videos drag on, framing a single heartbeat while the timer skips by minutes.
And so I came to reduce my summer in Italy to a compilation film that lasts less then five minutes. But I like it. Enjoy.
PS: I do not own any part of the Beirut song, "Postcards from Italy" that plays for the duration of the video.
