Amour, an experiment in sound and motion

Here is something new, "Amour," a love story set in the far future. What's different is that this isn't a text-based fiction. It is what is know technically as "slideshow animation."

See what you think of it.





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  1. alexvyazAugust 20, 2019 at 1:13 PM

    This format has a right to exist. Music helps create the right atmosphere. Although I’m more used to captions or texts, but you can add subtitles at the bottom of slideshow. However, it is difficult to make an unambiguous conclusion on a short fragment.
    I like all formats (pictures, texts and videos) about changing gender roles.The main thing is that the author should be interested in doing this. ;)

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    1. Bradford2100August 20, 2019 at 1:57 PM

      Thanks so much! Someday I will do something more with mixing text, slides, and music.

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