Still life

Today I went to the Cinemateque again. All by myself. They have some kind of Vietnamese film festival and I watch old movies about life in the countryside and in the shadow of the war. It probably looks more beautiful than it was.
Moreover, the little alley you have to walk to get into the place is art itself. Every little pot seems to be carefully arranged to ensure the aesthetic, although I guess many times it has just been left there.

Today my granny Junis passed away. She was 98 years old and died in her sleep of old age. I though about her in the darkness while watching the movie. Nostagia for the countryside it was called.