Morgan Beringer is a video artist who creates some of the most distinctive work I've ever seen. I felt like something inside me was filling up as I watched his work. His films work in the way perfume does: for just a moment, we're connected with a memory we'd long forgotten, then it's gone. One moment a door is opening behind crimson gauze, next a sand dune warps through watery half-closed eyes, then torchlight illuminates the translucency of fingers. Then nothing, then another door opens and a new perspective is hinted at before it disappears. I feel like he understands eyes and light better than most cinematographers.
The editing and technique defies me. These are not calculated images, they are felt somehow, corralled improbably onto the internet. The eye and the lens and the pixel collapse into one unending mutation and I'm in love with it.