“The whole world is moving, and I’m standing still.”
I have watched this video over a dozen times just today. I don’t remember the first time I saw it, but I remember the seconds slowing down. Even now, I can’t watch it without burning up inside. This is painful art.
There’s so much here – the obvious grief in the music, the simplicity of the art – but what gets me every time is the story. It frustrates me to no end, and here’s why: I don’t know what the artist is saying. I don’t know the literal story he was drawing. I don’t know the purpose. I don’t know the point. Just when I think I might know, it slips past me.
Can’t relate? Watch it again, this time approaching it from the girl’s point of view. It’s a completely different feeling. Watch it again, try to grab onto the story. It slips through your fingers.
It isn’t that there’s no way to interpret the meaning; it’s that there’s too many. There are too many reflections to pick just one. The artist has, in a very real way, disappeared from his own art.
Sit Your Butt in the Chair 
It’s a beautiful video, but I kind of looked at it the way I would watching someone dancing. The movements were beautiful and I just appreciated it for that.
Although, trying to find the story does seem rather impossible. 😀
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I’m very familiar with the song (The Weepies is one of my favorite bands) so to me it made sense, but the end was a bit of a twist—somewhere, the missing girl is missing him, too. I had never thought about that.
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Definitely one of my favorite bands, too! And the animation for this video is gorgeous. 🙂
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