Agnes Varda's Sans toi ni loi (1985) translates as "with neither shelter nor law" in English but is called Vagabond for short. The story begins with the death of Mona, a drifter (as we once called them), followed by her ocean re-birth and what might be crudely described as the events leading up to her death.
The picture above is of Mona's tent, which she pitched the night before. A man walks by and asks
"Anyone in there?"
"Yeah, I'm sleeping," replies Mona.
"Know where you are?"
"No, I got here at night."
"It's a graveyard. Can't stay here."
And it's true -- Mona can't stay here, ever. Why? Because her death is forever followed by her re-birth. Is this immortality? No, it is her nature -- to prefer not to, as Melville once wrote (of Bartleby).
But that's not the pattern I am interested in. The pattern I am interested in is the one on Mona's tent. A non-patterned pattern!
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