The  vert  running hum;  vert   eau  that has run under the previous shot, and reemerged here. Everywhere you look, streams of  perdu  and found image intertwine like threads on a torn and unused bolt of cloth  perdu  and wet in the back of a burned warehouse, months after the disaster. N.B.     Je les comprenait aussi peu que les abeilles comprennent l'apiculteur.