Stars by Robert Frost
| How countlessly they congregate O’er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as trees When wintry winds do blow!– As if with keenness for our fate, And yet with neither love nor hate, Without the gift of sight. |
I knew I wanted to do something about stars so I found this poem by Frost and sort of used it as a starting block. Frost poem compares stars to snow so I used the bubbles from the stream to create a white/star-like appearance that flowed “in shapes as tall as trees” in the first black and white shot. I looked into Minerva and discovered she is the goddess of wisdom and magic so i took that and sort of melded it into a storyline where the world is gonna end and only Minerva with her powers can save it but in saving loses her life. I used the “invisible at dawn” line to shoot the sunset and moon rising which morphed into the colors of the dots so i added a shot of green. In the end we see minervas snow-white marble eyes amongst the color dots over white. I love the concept that we are all made up of elements created inside stars so in essence, we are all made of stars.
