lost_and_found tilt i am lost and found and lost and found again. what I've found, will it keep me from being lost? limbo. 071212 ... tilt the waiting is nearly over now. such a long time. I've done nothing but wait since then. What else was there to do? 080909 ... ovenbird A short film by this name pulled out my insides and left them strewn on the floor. It’s going to take me hours to pick up the pieces. You can watch it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JEQZ5Tb-6Ps&t=3s Be warned, there are spoilers ahead, so go watch it first. Bring Kleenex. I’ll be here waiting. In seven minutes Bradley Slabe gives us a story of “A clumsy crochet dinosaur [that] must unravel itself to save the love of its life.” That love is a crocheted fox who has fallen into a wishing well and immediately finds its wool body water logged. Dinosaur, seeing their friend floundering, leaps to Fox’s aid, catches their crocheted foot on a protruding nail, and proceeds to unravel completely. Dinosaur knows that they are coming apart–stuffing and green yarn trail behind them, but they press on, refusing to leave Fox to drown. Fox grabs hold of the yarn end that once was Dinosaur and free themselves from the well. Fox then gathers the yarn and stuffing and begins the work of putting their friend back together. The film ends with Fox sitting in a pile of tangled yarn and bits of fluff, struggling with the immense task of building Dinosaur anew. We never see whether Fox succeeds, and the comment section of the video is full of people destroyed by this lack of closure. They want to SEE the resolution: Fox and Dinosaur together again, loving each other, positioned as mutual saviours. And that, I argue, is where the immense power of this film lies– in this lack of resolution. At the end Fox begins stitching together Dinosaur’s tail, only to have it unravel, requiring them to begin again. And that, THAT, is love. Not the act of fixing everything, because not all hurts can be fixed, but the dedication to mending, the commitment to developing the necessary skills to build someone up when they have fallen apart. Fox's persistence, their willingness to believe that there is still something there to save in the mess that is Dinosaur, brought me to tears. I imagine that after such a complete unravelling, Dinosaur will never be the same. If Fox manages to put Dinosaur back together they will be full of holes and maybe a bit lumpier than before, and that will become a part of who they are. Fox, I’m sure, will love Dinosaur in this imperfect shape and they will be bound by the knowledge of what they were willing to do for each other–Dinosaur willing to come apart at the seams, Fox willing to tend to the overwhelming task of making Dinosaur again, one stitch at a time. 250818 what's it to you? who go blather from