Lit in royal blue, Anita Baker stands on the mountain and lets part of her dress blow in the wind. Lightning strikes as she sits on the rock. She crosses her legs and stares at the sky. Standing up, she walks barefoot on the rock. Crystals form in the sky. She places her hand on the rock and sways her body.
It was few streaks of light. Anita Baker lies on her sleeping bag and watches the storm clouds bump into each other in the sky. She should’ve gone home a few hours ago. However, she wanted to extend the day. Drops of rain land on her bare feet and she nudges closer to the rock.
The man she loved was somewhere in Europe. She writes out a postcard to him and places it in her backpack. He’d been trying to get her to visit the mountains. The view will change your life. Things indeed seem clear. Perhaps she’ll tell him once she they meet again.
She walks in the field, looking from left to right. A twentysomething man and woman mention a rest area as they walk with her. She says she had looked at her map. The twentysomething man offers her some water. While they sit at the rest stop, she exchanges information with them. They promise to meet up in another month.
Director: N/A Year: 1990