Eric Cloutier Movies

Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.

Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.

7 minute experimental film.

Lights flicker & fade as focus shifts from artificial to natural light, ending on a second artificial light speeding through the blackened miasma...

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in sight.

20 minute experimental film.

5 minute experimental film.

Tones rise and fall as images replicate and reorder, dizzying, nauseating -- vexing.

3 minute experimental film.

Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.

Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.

Steadily reading while/becomes treading into murky waters.

Trite, closed memories flagrantly bleed into profuse openings mixed & held together by retaliatory colorations & obfuscations.

3 minute experimental film.

This cacophony runs over me, over everything I see, everything I want to see: it's me.