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In late , a second video clip appeared on Instagram showing a close up of a computer monitor with software running and recording a melody for strings. The video was in fact a snippet of the melody of "Lionsong". It can, however, still be found on other video sharing sites such as YouTube. It was cathartic.
We only had time to plan the shoot the night before, and only 2 hours of filming due to the tide, and captured the performance in just a few takes. The spontaneity of the experience contrasted the months of planning and designing "Black Lake," shot in Iceland only a few months before in August. There was a feeling of soft, translucent skinlike textures everywhere, evoking a sense of healing, molting and nakedness. Stonemilker was shot using a camera rig custom-built by VRSE. The project was conceived from a desire by Huang to complete some of their early ambitions for Black Lake. It almost felt more like a documentary performance act, rather than a music video that we were doing. It really is a great medium for intimacy. She was feeling much better.
The two were together from to , and have one child together. On Bjork's Facebook page , she left a lengthy message touching on that subject, as well as thoughts about the new album:. I guess I found in my lap one year into writing it a complete heartbreak album. Kinda surprised how thoroughly I had documented this in pretty much accurate emotional chronology, like 3 songs before a break up and three after. So the anthropologist in me sneaked in and I decided to share them as such. First I was worried it would be too self indulgent, but then I felt it might make it even more universal. And hopefully the songs could be a help, a crutch to others and prove how biological this process is: the wound and the healing of the wound. Psychologically and physically. It has a stubborn clock attached to it. And then a magic thing happened to me: As I lost one thing something else entered.