The sound of time is not the ticking of clocks or the rushing of running water, but the clicking of cameras. Talented photographer Vivian Maier reinterprets the form of time in hearing with nearly 50 years of dedication and a high production of 170,000 negatives. With 170,000 repeated clicks, the form of time in hearing is slowly carved into the modern object of the camera, instead of the big bell at the Nancheng Bus Station, the hourglass in the linear book, the flowing water of Confucius, and the sliding down between the fingers. grit. These are tired of old stuff. Time is order in the clock, flowing in the water, lost in the sand, and stored in the camera. The documentary "Finding Vivienne Maier" enlightens me on a new form of time: Vivian Maier's hidden life and her camera - as a street photography camera is also a hidden camera. Vivienne Meier, hidden in the camera, hidden in the darkroom, hidden in the large men's shirt, hidden in the ordinary occupation of nanny. Of course, she hides in the world, in loneliness and darkness, in mediocrity and distance. Stealth became another form of her time. She said, I am the spy of this world.
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