Window Water Baby Moving

Window Water Baby Moving

6.9

Aug 02 1959

0h 13m

Documentary

On a winter's day, a woman stretches near a window then sits in a bathtub of water. She's happy. Her lover is nearby; there are close ups of her face, her pregnant belly, and his hands caressing her. She gives birth: we see the crowning of the baby's head, then the birth itself; we watch a pair of hands tie off and cut the umbilical cord. With the help of the attending hands, the mother expels the placenta. The infant, a baby girl, nurses. We return from time to time to the bath scene. By the end, dad's excited; mother and daughter rest. Preserved by the Academy Film Archive in 2013.

Jane Wodening

Jane Wodening

Self (uncredited)

Myrrena Brakhage

Myrrena Brakhage

Self (Baby Being Born) (uncredited)

Stan Brakhage

Stan Brakhage

Self (uncredited)

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