Legend of Korra OP 2 - "Haruka Kanata" by Unlimits
At last, it’s complete! lotusinthefire, this is the reason for all the smiley faces. Behold my Book 2 fanmade anime opening, as inspired by this one for Book 1. I chose to do mine in an English-subbed OP style because I wanted to be able to emphasize the song lyrics and also because that’s what I’m used to seeing. :P Shoutout to my friends birabu, pulpofiction, fireferretfuzzies, and humanraava for all their help!
This project has been sitting on my laptop for a long time, but I was recently motivated to finish it in honor of my latest tumblr milestone. Thanks so much for 2k+ followers! I’m so honored to be able to partake in this fandom with all of you.
So, I kind of jumped ahead and made my own Korrasami AMV. I definitely have to thank you for the inspiration. I really didn’t know where to start. I hope you like it. I’m looking forward to yours! (love-is-an-inside-joke)
This is really well done, especially for your first amv! It’s a pleasure to watch. The timing is precise and the song is fitting, and the part with the other avatars was very clever!
I’m glad I could help you, and I’m looking forward to starting my next amv even more now!
“When we lose certain people, or when we are dispossessed from a place, or a community, we may simply feel that we are undergoing something temporary, that mourning will be over and some restoration of prior order will be achieved. But maybe when we undergo what we do, something about who we are is revealed, something that delineates the ties we have to others, that shows us that these ties constitute what we are, ties or bonds that compose us. It is not as if an “I” exists independently over here and then simply loses a “you” over there, especially if the attachment to “you” is part of what composes who “I” am. If I lose you, under these conditions, then I not only mourn the loss, but I become inscrutable to myself. Who “am” I, without you? When we lose some of these ties by which we are constituted, we do not know who we are or what to do. On one level, I think I have lost “you” only to discover that “I” have gone missing as well.” ― Judith Butler, Precarious Life: The Powers of Mourning and Violence