In this film my face is filmed from a low angle. The light is low, the shot stays the same. I cry. After a while snot starts running from my nose. After a big chunk of snot has come out, the film starts over.
Naturalness and disgust are often not far apart. Snot is a normal thing for a baby; for an adult it is uncomfortable. Something glossy runs from a nose and reminds us of glue. A new beauty and naturalness emerges.