I filmed in super-8 with my sister Julia in 1978. Julia shot me from various angles vamping in the shoes. I shot her hands on the keyboard of our portable typewriter from above. Minimal, abstract semaphores in black, white, pink and aqua connect these intercut shots. After developing the film, I applied paint directly onto the actual footage. The colors and shapes are visible dancing over and around me. Julia is shown typing the script for the voiceover I recorded and played during the film’s screening, as if she were me, thinking aloud. In the voiceover, I describe my shock at seeing Paris and Parisians with their explicit devotion to the visual and aesthetic worlds. The distance between this culture and my mid-western upbringing merged with my recent California casual lifestyle was vast. The pink shoes would take me down the long road between the two. Upon returning to the states, I changed my major back to fine art. In the film, a small painting of mine, on stretched canvas, is visible. It is intentionally turned towards the wall with its under-pinning’s revealed. I restored the digitized film in 2020 and revised the voiceover script.