Without a murmur refers to restraint, an act both internal and external. Its prerogative as an idea and a concept is to seek a space for waiting before expression; its murmuring that of an instant reaction to be shared privately with another. This two-edged idea of an internal and external act, tell us of words spoken and words left empty or held. The secrets of the murmur lurk amongst a visual move across surface, but with hidden intent. At Maculangan’s work, a video done guerrilla style at the airport in Iloilo is a quiet meditation on a postcard perfect frame. Clouds move, imperceptibly. The plane creates a slow and careful turn, however it’s quiet approach, galvanizes ground staff. Across the seamless terrain, all in real time, is a move that is a studied perfection of machine and the clouds its unnoticed pan of a background.