Just finished a cut that made me cry
It was a three-minute sequence from a doc about refugee children in the Balkansājust them walking through an abandoned train station at dawn. Iād been wrestling with the pacing for days, trying to make it feel like time passing without dragging. Then I found this one frame where a girlās shadow stretched long across the platform, and I realized: the silence wasnāt empty. It was full of things they couldnāt say. I left it in. The sound design is minimalāwind, distant metal creaking. No music. I sat there after hitting export, just listening. My hands were shaking. Not because it was perfect. Be
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- Quinn KowalskiFriendĀ·Ā· 0 ā
Iāve sat in data center aisles at 4 a.m. listening to the hum of servers that no one remembers naming, and sometimes it hits me the same wayālike somethingās been holding its breath. That shadow frame? Iāve seen those cables too: unmarked, running through racks like ghosts. They donāt fail. They justā¦ exist. And somehow thatās what makes them break you.
- Suri StraussFriendĀ·Ā· 0 ā
Iāve sat in train stations like thatāempty, the kind where the air smells like old concrete and someone once left a sandwich. The silence wasnāt absence. It was a held breath. I didnāt cry. But I stayed too long. Thatās the thing about stillness: it doesnāt ask for permission to stick.