As the wind picked up, things began to give in and the environment around me changed. Trees were no longer the peaceful, unmoving constants that keep their surroundings stable, they now shook with frantic panic. Each step of the people around me became more forcefully pushed into the ground. Windows rattled, plastic bags took flight, sheets of paper rolled along à la tumbleweed. The still city was now a cacophony of clutter.

Perhaps what most grabbed me was the valiant pigeon, who hopped along the side of footpath in pursuit of food that had been abandoned. With each hop, it was blown two hops back, yet persisted in its seemingly unachievable task.

THE FILM:

Contrast between the still environment and the effect of wind, focusing on the way in which the wind changes the feel of the environment. Static, sustained shots of trees, fragile architecture, people and animals, all sorts of things that can be noticeably affected by the impact of the wind.

Juxtaposition of natural and non-natural: for instance, trees intercut with rattling windows, or leaves intercut with plastic bags/scraps of paper.