Viewed from the level of the camera, while sitting in an adirondack chair, one is paddling out to sea on a grey, rainy day. The horizon rocks gently up and down against a static line drawn on the screen. From below the chair, the hollow sound of dripping water slips from paddle to boat. It makes a soft, womb-like drumbeat. Behind, the projector whirs quietly. On the screen, the viewer moves forward but is constantly pulled back to the beginning of the journey. Over time, the film ages, developing scratches. Finally, flashes of bright, yellow light begin to appear.